We are those who go bump in the night.
We were the kids your mother advised you to stay away from.
We are the lost ones, wandering somewhere between childhood and adulthood.
Living in tension, in a world we aren’t comfortable in. Driven by nothing but a will to create.
The bastards and bitches, left to fend for themselves in the gutter.
A call to those who feel a kinship to this. To work together, collaborate, and create.
Using our skills to build something, that stretches across all mediums.