Beachem

The first ever drawing of Scott (2014)

First of all, I apologize on behalf of 9-year-old me for the lack of ability to spell even the most basic of words. Not that much has changed. But Scott was originally supposed to be a 21-year-old man heavily inspired by creepypastas, especially the likes of Ticci Toby. You can especially see the inspiration when it comes to the aviator goggles, mask, and axe. I'm not quite sure what I was referring to when talking about his "old design" in this picture (located in the orange section of this page) This is most certainly the first drawing I ever made of the guy. I can remember a lot about things when it comes to my drawings, even when my memory has faded in other places.

I'm also convinced I wasn't exactly sure what the relevance of height was. After all, 6'9 Is pretty hard to achieve as a height (and the number, is unintentionally hilarious.) You might pick up from other drawings around 2014-2015 that I wasn't really sure how height worked. I just wanted my character to be the tallest.

On the far right-hand side of the page, there are 4 other characters seemingly holding up the picture, from top to bottom: beepstermonster (My Minecraft avatar), Me, Max, and Charlie.

Redraw of Adventure Time comic book cover (2014?)

This was a heavily referenced drawing I made on lined paper of Charlie, Scott, and Jackson. This drawing reminds me of the fact that Scott, who is 21, somehow has a 14-year-old son. The math doesn't quite add up there. I think I was smart enough to understand that at nine, and also probably had been told a few times how the concept was... impossible, but I probably had some excuse for it that involved magic or some other impossible circumstance. Also, I highly doubt this version of Scott's ability to get with a girl. After all, he was in a gay relationship with Charlie at this point... This was... before I made them half-brothers.

I'm not sure what it was with that Aviator hat, but If Scott was still a young boy then I might have stuck with that. It's very distinctive, and perhaps the only original thing about his design at the time. All of my original characters that are part of the Destroying Beachem, Dead Mall, etc. universe ("Charlieverse" as I call it: Thank you, Magy) Have extremely simple designs when it comes to their outfits, hair, and accessories. So those details like the goggles and hat had to go. I want the characters in this universe to be realistic and relatable looking. I did keep Scott's auburn hair, even made it a bit more vibrant because I wanted him to stand out, as a cruel twist of fate considering all he wants to do is be a normal man, and blend in, yet his height, stature and hair make him the most noticeable person in any room.

A creation, but a friend too. (2016)

This one actually sort of has a story behind it. Charlie and Scott were both in this in-between faze of design where I was figuring out what to do with their hair, and the accessories and all that. So, the constant bleeding bandages and the hatchets are back in this one but aren't in others from this time. But design aside, you may notice lined paper peaking up in the corners of this drawing. I carried this picture with me everywhere I went in 6th grade, and I glued it to another piece of paper so that it would be sturdier. I did have friends in middle school, but I'd be hard-pressed to say they cared about me much, besides maybe one, who I still talk to now. I didn't have anyone to share my feelings with. I felt lonely often, and despite both Scott and Charlie being the exact opposite types of people to be there for a 6th-grade girl, they were somewhat of imaginary friends to me. I made spots on my bed for them to sleep and slept between them. I could share things with them without even having to talk out loud. I never had a space to be open about my thoughts, and if I did I was constantly worried that my parents would get me into trouble for my thoughts, even as an adult woman 1,000 miles away from them I sometimes have trouble opening up to people in the fear they might catch wind and they take the door of my hinges. I understood that having an imaginary friend at 14 was immature, and most adults reminded me of that too, so I hated calling them that, additionally because it implied they weren't real, and they were very real to me.

I was very self-aware and knew that a lot of my problems were overdramatic. Neither Scott nor Charlie were there to unconditionally support every decision I made, or agree with everything I said. But I could rely on them to tell me that they trusted that I'd figure myself out, and in the meantime, they loved me even if they didn't agree with what I was doing with my life. They also served as a form of protection for me. I didn't often care when people made fun of me at school, or even at home, but It felt comforting as a kid to feel like you had two scary adult men on standby in case your feelings did get hurt. In 8th grade, I finally said goodbye to Scott and Charlie as my backup. I'm sure they had better things to do than hang around some soon-to-be- high schooler anyway. Sometimes I like to ask Scott for advice or comfort here and there, Charlie not so much, Not sure he is very reliable for advice... lol. But Scott has always obviously very much been a father figure to me in some ways, even if just as a concept and not a real, living human. Weird? Totally. But no one is completely normal.