I loved My Chemical Romance so much when I was 14 that it was all-consuming and unhealthy. I was such a little emo shithead.
My friend Jenny and I used to constantly write fanfictions about them. Like, every time we hung out. Which was almost daily. It was ridiculous.
But after a while I realized we had begun to have inside jokes and characterizations of the band members that had absolutely nothing to do with the band at all. So I slapped some thinly veiled parody names on them and started drawing comics about some of the dumb inside jokes. Then I stopped liking MCR and it died.
Then five years later I was obsessed with the Beatles. I used that crazy energy to start resurrecting my comic.
I took the basic core of the ideas and characters, hacked it apart, taped it back together, and made one of the band members black. That is what Poison of your Choice is now.