09/15/2026
Before I built a Cyber Lounge, I was already living between worlds. Menominee, born in Wisconsin, with roots in Chihuahua and a working life on Denver’s night shift. The monte and the monitor. Northern Mexican humor and a head full of impossible futures. All of it comes with me when I sit down to create.
Some of that imagination starts on the roads through Boulder. An owl’s silhouette passes over the nighttime road lighting, then settles farther ahead on a light. When I drive by, I greet it. “Qué onda, compa. You working the graveyard too?” Sometimes rabbits come near the roadside and pause there watching. Those little encounters stay with me after the deliveries are finished.
In my lore, that stretch of road becomes the first watch station. The owl moves ahead of Teklord’s truck, landing beneath the next light as if checking the route. The rabbits become quiet witnesses at the edge of the illuminated world. Nothing announces a mission. For a few seconds, there is only the engine, the road, and a familiar silhouette waiting ahead. Later, when the same owl appears in the Cyber Lounge overlay, the audience has somewhere to remember it from.
That’s how I build: something ordinary catches my attention, and imagination gives it another life. The roadside owl becomes a sentinel. Ciphertron comes online. A repurposed Terminator keeps guard while the Aether Wraith hangs above a gateway it probably shouldn’t enter. Hades waits on the other side. The wildlife belongs to the night; the mission belongs to the story I make from it.
Behind that story is a guy who still has to finish his route. Most nights, I’m driving and unloading while the city sleeps. Afterward, I give what energy I have left to Teklord’s Gaming Cyber Lounge. Three computers, capture cards, tangled ideas, and technical knowledge earned one stubborn problem at a time. Some mornings, a scene finally looks how I imagined it. Other mornings, Skynet apparently controls the future but can’t get my fu***ng audio to the right output.
My Menominee heritage and Chihuahua roots give me more to explore as I learn and create. Family, place, community, work, and the question of what you leave behind. I bring those concerns into my art in my own voice. I’m still learning about where I come from while figuring out what I can build from here.
Making convincing scenes also gets me thinking about everything else coming through a screen. All day, somebody is selling certainty. Once you’ve built your own dramatic overlays, you start noticing the music, the framing, and the missing context. I love a good story. I’m learning to ask what supports it before carrying it around as truth.
And I want other creators in this process. If you stream, edit, make OBS art, or have a capture-card setup held together by determination and one suspicious HDMI cable, pull up a chair. Show me what you’ve figured out. Show me what you’re still fighting with. Let’s experiment with scenes, exchange ideas, play together, and feature each other’s gameplay—with permission, proper credit, and links back to the creator.
I’m building an audience and looking for people to build with. You might come into the Lounge for a match and leave with an idea for your own channel. I might learn something from you that changes my next stream. That’s worth making room for.
Find me on Twitch as teklordrulis76 and on YouTube at Teklord’s Gaming Cyber Lounge. Follow, subscribe, and introduce yourself. What do you play? What are you making? What should we try together?
Menominee pride. Raíces de Chihuahua. Imagination working overtime.
The owl has the next light. I’ve got the next delivery. Ciphertron, get the Lounge ready—we’ve got company coming.
