LOL COMIC LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But no, seriously... This is on hold. And when it is OFF hold it will be on dreamspellstudios.com because that is our amazing site for webcomics. GET WITH IT.
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Just letting everyone know that we have not abandoned Okama! We are currently working on another project that has a specific due date so we're putting this off until around January 12... or whenever the project gets done. Which will probably be around that time because I procrastinate like no other. But not to worry! It's still going! We have not forgotten about it. xD I promise! I even have a few pages done! Maybe I'll tone one up and submit it as a preview page sometime soon.
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UPDATE: Totally working on the website. Totally. Totally. No really, seriously, totally. But I can't give out the URL yet because it's not ready. Not to mention we need to make pages. ANYWAY, thanks for the support and fandom! Even though you haven't read it yet. XD Silly, silly people. ANYWAYZ. Maybe look out for some holiday deviations. If we had pages up I would hold a contest or something for fanart... BUT since we don't, that will have to wait. Here's a little fact: The original name of the comic was SUPER LOVE-LOVE 3000! Oh, here's another fact: Okama = Male dressing as a female in Japan.
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HELLO FRIENDS! And welcome to the DA page for the online comic Okama!
Okama is a story. It is a story about love. It is a story about life. It is a story about wearing clothes meant for the opposite gender, and the crazy mix-ups that ensue. Sure, a lot of stories are about these things... But Okama! Is different. Okama! Is amazing.
-AND WILL BE BETTER SUMMARIZED LATER-
THE AUTHOR:
THE ARTIST:
All elements totally foreign, (but not really), but totally foreign acredited to:









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and we are vagabonds
we travel without seatbelts on
we live this close to death
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(´・ω・) (´゚∀゚つ) (;'Д`) (`Д') ( `ー`) ( *゜ー゜)
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I love you like I love basketball...and cookies
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I love you like I love basketball...and cookies
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" Live like you were dying."
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and we are vagabonds
we travel without seatbelts on
we live this close to death
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Last night I found myself on the edge of hell.
This morning I found my bed large and empty.
The sunshine means nothing when you wake
To no one beside you.
Now I find myself down the rabbit hole.
If you need me follow the White Rabbit.
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