The Creeps is a comic strip I started in college. It’s about these…creatures.
Let’s be clear: Creeps aren’t human. Some theorize they are a personification of our anxieties, a walking manifestation of our social awkwardness and fear of public speaking. Some think they’re a naturally occurring phenomenon, a zit on Mother Earth’s beautiful face brought about by the grease of human existence.
The point is they’re bizarre and unsettling. I think I’m talking them up a bit much, as this is what your typical Creeps comic looks like:
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