Loony-Brain!

LB 101

We are multi (multiple personalities), a crew of folks who share a body. We've been making comics and zines about it for a good while, but here's some of the quick 101 stuff that folks sometimes want to know about us!

A family portrait of the whole of LB. The environment is all black and white. Under a clear dome stand the fronting team in color: M.D., ranting about something, waves a fist at Biff, who is making a snarky remark as he gestures with a spoon he's stirring batter with; he looks much better rested this time around, and M.D. has traded out her chelsea for some buzz with crewcut and earlocks. Gigi still hasn't aged, but she now has Dorothy braids and a green sailor dress; she's pointing up at the bony lady with a curious look, while Falcon puts a protective arm over her and looks up warily... or maybe they're both just paying attention to Sneak, who is nearly whacking Falcon in the head doing a happy dance; ze's hair is shoulder length, and ze is in a pink overalls dress with a blue T-shirt. Next to zer, Rogan is going over a comic with Mac; they are both in green, Rogan a T-shirt, Mac a dress. Rogan is now quite fat, while Mac's hair is past his shoulders. Next to them, Grey signs to Bob, who watches her with curiosity and attention. She wears a chain necklace over a white collared shirt and a swirly blue vest; a notepad is in her breast pocket. Bob wears a searing silk shirt with a sci-fi sunset, city skyline, with a ringed plannet in the sky. Miranda, with her ponytail, a white collared shirt, and a black vest, takes notes. Looking over the dome, all in black and white, are Rawlin, a huge giant in black with a domino mask, and a bunch of ghosts: a two-headed sludge being, a spiral eyed, grinning person with long hair, a featureless gray silhouette, a patchwork doll, a little girl with her face blacked out, a faceless angel with stains all down its front, a dark ghost clutching a Christmas present, and a boy with dreadlocks and shadowed eyes. An enormous oak tree spreads over the rest of the page, holding up a bigger dome, outside of which are the dark swirls of the black ocean. Nestled in the branches is the bony lady, a skeleton woman with robes all in the shades of sunset; she holds a beating heart in her hands.

Headmates You Will Definitely See

Rogan, a bespectacled, nervous-looking fat brown man with a beardRogan: he/him. Workhorse artist. Mac's hubby, Biff's boyfriend.

Sneak, a smiling, cheerful person with pigtails.Sneak: ze/zer. Bubbly ray of sunshine. Loves cuteness, colors, and tarot! The MOST sociable.

Mori, a brown punk with a pompadour and crooked teeth.Mori/M.D.: she/her. Punk zinester who does our taxes. Sounds like Jerry Lewis on estrogen.

Headmates You Will Probably See

Biff, a stubbly brown man with graying wavy hair, making a disgruntled face.Biff: he/him. Never talks, but usually around. Likes cooking and Marie Kondo.

Mac, a white man with red Disney Princess tresses.Mac: he/him. Lazy and fabulous. Likes cooking, parties, and '80s dance movies.

Miranda, a white woman with a curly blond ponytail and a calm look.Miranda: she/her. Queen of to-do lists and group meetings.

Headmates You Probably Won't See

Bob, a brown man with mostly-gray hair, glasses, and a mustache.Bob: he/him. Elderly sci-fi nerd. All smarts, no sense. Grey's hubs.

Grace, an old white woman with a shaved head.Grace/Grey: she/her. Mostly-mute butch mama wolf. Bob's wife.

Gigi, an extremely pale girl with even paler hair and a headband, holding a jar with a spider.Gigi: she/her. Spooky little girl. Very shy, adores Falcon.

Falcon, a white man with black hair with white streaks at the temples.Falcon: he/him. Professionally mysterious, not sociable.

Rawlin, a black-haired giant in hand-wraps and a domino mask.Rawlin: he/him. That one freakin' guy.

Frequently Asked Questions

(Rule of thumb: If your question would be rude or brain-breaking for a family you've known for a similar amount of time, please don't ask us! Also, some plurals HATE these questions. There's no standard etiquette. When in doubt, ask!)

What do I call you? "LB" and "they" are fine in general; we don't expect people to learn all our individual names and pronouns off the bat, though we certainly appreciate when they're used. We also like "people" and "headmates."

How do I know who's talking? Ask. It's okay!

How can I talk to so-and-so? See above. We'll tell you if they're not available.

How do you decide things? Generally by group consensus. (The rest is getting there.)

What's multi feel like? Living in a haunted house with roomies, none of which you can leave.

How'd you realize you were multi? Our original died, leaving us to run things.

Who's LB? It's a group name, the way you'd say the Red Sox or Microsoft. It's not an individual. (It stands for Loony-Brain, because back in 2007, we thought this was just a silly phase we were going through, so we might as well choose a ridiculous group name, which we would surely never regret. Joke's on us!)

What about the body I see in real life? Is that LB? It's more like an RV made of meat than an individual human being. Be nice to it.

What are your diagnoses? Only Medicare knows!

Can you prove you're multi? Nope! And we don't try. We encourage you to come to your own conclusions!

Do you want to be one person again? We've known folks who've done it, but it's not for us. It'd be too big a life change, losing spouses, friends, and self all in one go.

What made you? Don't know! Trauma, fiction, and religion all seem to have played roles.

This covers the basics. If you're craving more details, try our (much-longer) Loony-Brain Primer.

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