Izak*Steve

Comic #249

2009-10-08T23:35:00.002+13:00

Yay, everyone loves nom nom, and everyone loves relient K! Relient K has always come around at a pivital point in my life. They were the first band I ever listened to, effectively set me on my course of punk rock. The first song I ever heard of theirs was "Mood rings" And I was curious as to whether they were actually a christian band or not. This was back in 2003 (I think). their album "Two lefts don't make a right but three do" Set the tone for my life at the time. Getting my first GF, generally going through teen angst. "mmhmm" kept that track going, except growing up just a tad, being a bit more serious, less jokes, but still light hearted. "Five score and seven years" that one came just in time for that first gf I mentioned to marry my best friend. I was a real sook about it and the final song "DeathBed" helped me get over myself. (Less morbid than it sounds,)

As I was finishing headspace last year I found out they had an EP out "Birds and the B-sides". "the lining is silver" was a good song to feel sad to, knowing that the crew that I lived and slept with were all about to go their seperate ways. I listened to that album all the way home, reading letters from everyone.

and now comes "Forget and not slow down" a whole new album. With a whole new set of experiences that will be had alongside it, right at the end of my first year of uni. I'm excited to see where life takes me. I guess the title of the album may be a good motto to take up, Ill forget things as soon as I throw them on the blog.

Comic #248

2009-06-20T21:08:00.002+12:00

I would like to take this moment to rant about music lovers. I am a music lover. I think just about everyone is. Except angry old shrewds, who measure the decibels of everyones music, and squeel like a little girl when it goes one over the legal limit for a residential area.

It bugs me when people say that a bands new sound sucks. That their old stuff was way better. Now I find this comparison similiar to comparing a first year student with a masters students work, and saying that the first years was better, for no better reason than that the they saw the first year students stuff first.

In some cases very rare cases of course the students work may be better. But Bands are constantly improving their sound. Or at least they should be, unless they're lazy.

So next time You say something like "man I love greendays new album" and someone else says "Yea, but their original stuff was better." You can respond with phrases like "Your left behind in the 90's."; "Yea, because 3 chord riffs are always the superiour choice." ; "Just because you can't figure out the story line of the album" ; "Do you even know what a rock operah is faggot?"

Yea, I said faggot, fuck face.

Comic #247

2009-06-17T21:57:00.003+12:00

I'm gonna be flipping between story lines fairly regularly, So the story gets syncs properly when The finalee arrives. So try and keep up. lol. Although Im sure you can descern characters and figure out whos who faster than I can draw them so, there we.

Road works suck. Well, they dont suck. It was a great day. Just thinking about doing it again tomorrow just isn't appealing. Especially going into the city and doing it. Im not really very good at RL tasks. Ha ha.

Check out my tunes where the shoutbox used to be! Wooo.

comic #246

2009-06-16T17:21:00.006+12:00

Hello hello. It has been almost two years since I posted a Steve comic. Life has been chugging on. Last year was the most kick ass year of my life. The odd thing is, Steve wasn't a part of it at all. I only noticed when I finished 2008, that the people I hung out with that year didn't know anything about Steve. If you were a friend of mine prior to that year These comics were that "Oh Izak, you do that little comic thing don't you." it was like my nervous twitch thingy. I think it may have been a good thing that I disattached really. The comic had a lot of baggage with it. I started planning how the story would continue a few months ago. Revising in my mind over and over how the story will go. Tying up loose ends, etc. Grounding the comic in its roots also. The story style I used in the last few comics is shit. It didn't have that bit of life that the framed comics did.

So here it is, quite unceremoniosly presented to you, uncoloured is the next step in the odd life of steve.

P.s. If you want to know what I'm up to these days check out Izaksmells.blogspot.com

Comic #245

2007-07-08T20:06:00.002+12:00

Well I'm on the Eve of having what will probably be the coolest week ever, and my eyes hurt from staring at this damn screen to much. But it helps pass the time till 9:30 when Samurai Jack

comes on. woot woot. two in a row of cartoon awesomeness. Wide screen mode <3.

So Izak, what have you been doing lately? Well Izak I have been drawing a hell of a lot. Playing a lot. Day dreaming a bunch. How bought you? Well me? now that you come to mention it I have been pretty good. My opinions on a lot of subjects have changed and I feel as though I may have hardened myself against the world just a bit. But its all a learning curve you know. Everyone goes through it. Some toughen up. Some get far to negative, some bluster it over. Some breakdown. Some numb it down with drugs and alcohol. Some cant handle it and stop their continued existance.

The list could go on. But theres always titties.... heh.. Hope seems to be an underlying theme in all my little stories these days.. Must be what people need.

Comic #244

2007-06-24T09:05:00.000+12:00

This comic is done in a style im going to try and perfect, it’s a bit like the whole “Sin city” look and other underground comics of the eighties. Unfortunately I didn’t really plan the writing for this one to go anywhere. So it looks a bit messy like that. My bad.

The ipod one is just to prove to you all that I HAVE been doing other art work while I have been gone from the blogging scene. Sorry it’s an injoke, you might laugh anyway.

Life is a series of ups and downs, in an occilating pattern. It just so happens that I’m on the up hill slop at the moment. I hope it doesn’t peak any time soon.
Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) not everyone occilates at the same speed. While I go on a high some one else is going on a low. Some people may go through the whole pattern over a course of about a week. Im glad im one of the bass notes that usually takes its time over these things.
In other news I had my ears blasted out last night. I seriously hope I get my hearing back. Cause if everything sounds distant like this for the rest of my life I’m gonna be so pissed. I danced like a maniac, for the ska band that played. Teehee, and I hung out in a graveyard for a bit. Looking at “Grave stones”. Sorry In-joke (inn-joke).

Currently listening to: Reel Big fish - Average man

Quote of the week: (izak) I'm on a natural high known as life.

comic #243

2007-05-29T22:30:00.000+12:00

another comic down, only a bizzilion to go. Look at those beams holding up the warehouse. What sorta blind ass enginer/arcitect built that? No wonder the warehouse was originally abandoned before The black bars infested it.

I have noticed that no matter what, theres almost always a perfect song out there to go along with, brighten, or make light of any situation your in. Theres always the perfect song... Except that one song that barely gets played anymore. Complete silence.

I heard that song the night before. I took the bins out to the street for collection. The night was cold, really cold, but it felt kinda good. there weren't really any stars cause of the overcast clouds. But there was complete silence. I couldnt hear cars or anything. If I was in an action movie it would be the silence just before someone says "Its quiet, TOO quiet." and then stands on a land mine. See, be careful what you wish for.

Silence is awesome. I suggest you find it someday. You cant buy it or order it online. You have to hunt it out. then sit and enjoy it, cause itl soon be gone. Just like that guy who stood on the land mine.

last part -

Nick stood, looking out over the water of the harbour. What little did those humans know. They had no idea what they released upon the world, just because of their selfishness and blasé nature. In his state of victory he didn’t notice a straight figure, with emotionless features walk towards the water. The person was fully clothed, and when they went into the water it was as thought they didn’t know it was there. The person kept walking until he was completely submerged. About half an hour later the figure walked back out of the water. Under his arm was something black.

-- Finé

Comic #241

2007-05-22T19:54:00.000+12:00

Holy shit on a stick batman, two comics in a row! I sketched this last night and didnt have anything better to do so yea, here it is, the slimy dripping fruit of my labours.

fun thought for you guys to chew on: To be human is to be in control. To give yourself over fully to instinct and emotion makes you no better than an animal.
When people tell you to stop being selfish their generally trying to make you do something for them instead.
When your twisted up in yourself and you come to realize it, do it for them, and don't complain.

Remember that you bastards.

They black box was knocked into the water. It sank with a splash.
Nick smiled and walked to them, all charm.
“Thank you for indulging my, hmm, fanaticism, shall we say.”
Ester glared at him, “I never want to see or hear from you ever again you bastard.”
“Oh I wouldn’t want to impose upon you like that again, but I’m sure that looking back on this you won’t even remember it.” He said. You could almost hear the italics in remember the way he said it.
That night Jason and Ester came home with thoughts in their mind about the romantic day that they had spent together. How naughty it had been of her to just walk out of work to go see Jason.
That night He asked her to marry him. She said yes (much to his relief, Oh and all the rehearsing in front of mirrors didn’t really pay off, He just said the first things that came to him and it came out great. Except the part about 12 kids.)
At the wedding Jason thought he saw a figure that reminded him of a devil. The person was smiling a huge grin. When Jason looked again it was only his mother in law.

--To be CONCLUDED

comic #241

2007-05-21T18:43:00.001+12:00

ROAR! Did I scare you? Probably not. Because you reading this, and never once do words scare you for being unexpected or in caps.
Oh yes, I made a new blog. its my geek side that I try not to let out on this blog. if your into gaming, or you just want my sarcastic take on things more regularly I suggest you check it out, www.gamerlad.blogspot.com

This comic sorta wasn’t meant to be one, that’s why its crap. It started as just a doodle of me. Probably the best comic version me I have done to date. But it suddenly connected very easily with the izak story line of izaksteve. So I decided to incorporate it.
I have been working on a cartoon for HM rage 07. Probably wont be able to finish it. So instead im dedicating it to NZ music month.
Speaking of music. The new relient k album is out. And wow…. It actually made an impact on me personally. If there was one song I was going to show everyone it would be – deathbed. 11 minutes of throat lump inducing awesomeness. I was so blown away by it. It really blessed my life. I haven’t been so serious in my blog before…. Please, listen to the song..

- keep rockin the suburbs everybody

story continued –

He opened his eyes and looked at Jason. He lowered the gun.
“Ok, fair enough.” He said. “But only on one condition. Take that box and open it outside.”
Ester had already grabbed it and slung it under one arm. She rushed past Nick and threw her arms around Jason. They embraced and spoke to each other quickly. They took the Box outside. When they put their hands near the straps to open it they could her soft sweet voices, they sounded so inviting, but so far away. As if someone on a boat across the harbour was talking and it was carrying over the water.
They opened it, and the voices got loud, harsh, and terrifying. The voices swirled around them and then as quickly as they came disappeared, the last sound being a hiss that slowly died away. It was bone chilling. Like a wild animal fighting for its life and overtaken with brutality and rage.

--To be continued

Comic #240

2007-04-14T20:07:00.000+12:00

Yes, I realize, theres no episode #239... As far as you all know.

Iv been gone, duh. At the moment im rockin the suburbs, messing about. Listening to music. Getting up to speed with all my favourite games. It sorta sucks, I wanna get along with this easter animation, but obviously easter is already gone, and I just keep finding better things to do. I feel like a traitor to myself. I went practically a whole year without games because of steve and other projects, but now Im not getting anything done cause of all these stupid games. Grrr their playability.

Easter camp 07 was fab. Anyone in the north Island, that has a youth group. You missed out. Just wanted you to know that. 3300 people, Come on, thats the recipe of fun. 3300 kgs of sugar. 3300 kgs of spaghette, 3300 sets of feet to trample on that unfortunate person who fell over in the rush to get at all the food. I mean, come on, were teenagers, not bulls or brainless 6 year olds. We know how to form lines! Wev done it before! We can do it again. Please people. Dont be noobs.
I feel like going on a nother rant. But its a little to close to home at the moment, and you dont know whos reading in on this. So Ill leave it be.
Laters all, see you real soon, Have fun reading the next bit to the story.

Currently listening to: Ben folds five - Rockin the suburbs
Quote of the day: "Change me!"

continues....

Running with the young woman Nick opened and started to run out the door. Blood spurts from his mouth as the blunt end a spear smacks him in the face. He twisted and fell onto the ground. Dust mingling in his blood.
Two guards picked him up and one other grabbed the girl.
“We know what you are demon, and we know that you have probably soiled this girl with your evil.” Said the guard who held the girl. She tried to struggle till he pressed his sword to her neck.
“Please, don’t kill her. I don’t want any trouble.”
The guard smiled wickedly. “As if a demon can do anything other than spawn trouble.”
And without a second thought the man slit her throat. She let out a weak scream as she fell to the ground. She looked at him with quickly dilating eyes.
“I love you.” Nick said.
She opened her mouth but couldn’t say a word.
He closed his eyes and looked away, tears filling his eyes… He didn’t feel the beatings and stabbing of the guards.

--To be continued

comic #238

2007-03-12T18:05:00.000+13:00

Well Here I am with another intermitent update.

I wasn't to happy with this pic. Ill still try some more out in this style. the angular no lines look is a keeper. But its freakin damn hard to do.

Today I have a special treat for you. Zara Sent me a hilarious email after she saw her comic in the last post. I thought I might share it. Since it made me giggle so much.

Okay, well I tried to post this on your little message thing but it didn't want to, so I decided to email you instead. I love my birthday comic btw! Nice touch with the tree. I'm trying to decide whether or not I like your new comic style. On the one hand, I love the pretty pictures, and on the other, I hate change. Okay, so here's the message:

Ooooooooooh... thankyou Izak for my absolutely fantabulous birthday present! I love the way you've portrayed me as being an idiotic romantic, which I am. And a Lord of the Rings freak. And, being a total LotR freak, I have just one little complaint that I wouldn't otherwise mention. Tolkien never said that Elves had pointy ears. In fact, the most he ever said was that Elves had leaf-shaped ears. Which could mean anything, seeing as leaves come in a wide variety of shapes. Elves could have ears shaped like freaking oak leaves for all we know. So there has been much debate about this in the LotR community. In fact, it has been discussed and argued over almost as much as Balrogs and whether they have wings or are merely surrounded by shadows that look like wings. People care about this stuff, believe it or not. Personally, I am of the opinion that Elves have ordinary ears, as apparently they just looked like very beautiful humans and could sometimes be confused as being human. The ears would be a dead giveaway. But the fact is, we don't actually know what LotR Elf ears look like. Tolkien also never said that Elves DIDN'T have pointy ears. So if you choose to portray me with pointy ears, then that's your choice. Anyway, lecture over.

I right and justly replied to her email -

Ok. Next time Ill portray you with ears the shape of oak leaves.

I’m of the opinion that from if what you say is reliable, that they are in fact leaf shaped. it would also be wise to assume that the actual shape of the ears wouldn't stray far from actual ears. So of course they wouldn't be overly pointed, as are goblin ears. But they would be pointed at the tips. I think that the movie portraid the ears just fine and if I could I would indeed change this small deviant. But as it is it’s covered in photo shop work and I don’t want to screw around with the quality of it all.And what point would a giant wingspan be used for in a freaking mountain for goodness sake, and I don’t really think it matters to much cause if it was real you wouldn’t be looking to closely now would you. You would be running for your life, is what your doing. But down to business, you couldn’t have wing shaped flames, the flames would obviously be coming out of something, and flames don’t happen to resemble anything in particular unless its covering something, and you can’t say it uses magic. I KNOW the D&D game rules, and animals and basic instinct creatures don’t have control over magic. They may be able to detect it, but not use it.But last of all, to quash all argument, it’s a book, and it was written in the way of all books, half of it is between the words. Its what you imagine. The words are mearly the director giving you an idea of where your imagination is meant to step next. =)

*gives up holding straight face*Heh heh. I just wanted to see if I could write an essay like you did. Ill get the cool version of the pic to you at some stage =).Happy Birthday Zara.

Hug.

(Oh yes, Could I post our email on the blog? I find it hugely hilarious.)

Comic #237

2007-02-19T15:16:00.000+13:00

Well, this comic... Im rather proud of it. It didn't come out the way I originally planned. Screw up on my side not Matts. I was going to do it without lines, the way I did with the alien Picture and the Robby one. we have been working on it for two weeks. Actually, thats sorta stretching it. It was more like. a week. But we kept forgetting about it etc.

Anyway. comic #237 is dedicated to Zara and her coming of age. It might be a li

ttle hard to recognize her from the back. She used to have long hair. and yes, she stole rubber elf ears and a dress from LOTR.

The alien one is just something cute I drew the other day and wanted to share. Its the same one I did for that new years party illustration. Except hes missing his usual camel toes and Head phones hes usually wearing incase He needs to do emergency DJing.

And the last one is dedicated To my good mate Robby menzies. Thats a better interpretation of what he looks like compared to comic book cliche super hero. About the only thing they hold in common is their charming demanour. Robby also has a bit of a thing for speedos. (sorry ladies but hes taken.)

Soooo, enjoy. get out in the sun you loons on my side of the planet. Summers almost over.

(im gonna go play GTA3 now.)

Heres the next part of the story:

Everyone was frozen in place. Ester wide eyed and not knowing what to do. Jason basically being a male version of Ester but with a gun pointed at his face. Nick, steely eyed and calculating, a small hint of a smile curling the corners of his mouth. Who was this person? Were they here for him? Did they know what he was after?
“Please..” Jason pleaded, “I just want my fiancé. I don’t want trouble.”
Nick quavered. He wasn’t expecting this.
Pause. Zoom out from the ferry, zoom out from the city, zoom out further, slowly moving out to space. The earth slowly spins. All of a sudden start to zoom in on Italy. While you zoom in time starts to click backwards. Mountains move slightly and buildings disappear. 2000 years into the past and a familiar figure sprints and jumps from rooftop to rooftop. On the ground and around buildings shouts ring out. Nick leaps once more and lands nicely on top of a yellowy tiled house. He kicks in the tiles and falls through the rafters. He lands with a thud and then runs downstairs. In the center open area of a courtyard a dark haired young woman in a toga walked almost serenely past small fountains and tropical looking plants. He runs over and grabs her destroying the calm.
“We must leave now my love. They come for us.” He said with fear in his voice.

-- To be continued

comic #236

2007-02-09T21:58:00.000+13:00

Hey everyone. I learnt something the other day. I find it vitally important to tell you. Matt cant do liquid. I mean frig. You can do awesome planets and awesome swirly designs but not liquid. I thought that was what they taught you in photoshop 101. Lol. Nah all good. But I expect progress my man. I need you to broadern your ability so I can abuse your talents a bit more.

Man, Relient K is still such a good band. I forgot how cool all my old bands were before I got into my ska stage.

Could someone tell me what important event (like easter or valentines) happens about 8-9 months from february? I mean, come on, why is there so many freakin birthdays. Did everyone just get together and decide that february would be a convieniant time to give birth. You know, not quite into the school term so thats handy, and its all calm after the holiday rush of christmas etc.

thinking about it... Its sorta odd. It makes me snigger thinking about people planning on when their gonna have kids. "no no, we cant have sex tonight, we agreed on september. No negotiation... Im not doing that... Ok maybe I will.. Just a little though."

ok heres the next part to the story.

Jason Started looking frantically round the ferry. Down a small detour he found an empty wheel chair. A little further on was the engine room door still open. He could see light reflecting off sharp fast moving objects. As he came closer he realized it was two men Sword fighting. The younger more resilient looking mans sword had a red glow about it, but only slightly. But more importantly, on the other side of the two men was Ester, doing her best to not become collateral damage.
“Ester!!” He shouted as an automatic reaction. Everyone hesitated for a second seeing a slight individual framed in the light of the door. Everyone except Nick, Who in one clean swipe knocks the Indian mans head off.
“Now for you.” Nick said as he whipped out the water pistol and pointed it at Jason.

--To be continued

comic #235

2007-02-04T21:09:00.000+13:00

The present if the past compared to your future, So don't try to prioritize the present over the past. Since sometimes the past means a lot to people who are trying to drown their present sorrows in it. You heartless jerk. =P

I think im getting into the swing of doing the comics again. I might have another in the next few days.
I hope this new style isnt boring you. Its very economic for me. So dont give me guilt trips =D.

I know I havent updated the 'story' for a while, but I just finished writing the entire thing, you can find the non incremented version on my myspace.

Ester rested her hand on the metal door-handle; she could feel the roar of engines throbbing through the handle into her hand.
As she opened the door the sound didn’t get louder. In fact it became more distant. She was puzzled. Inside was another door facing her. It seemed to be a hallway made out of blackening concrete. Nick nudged her in then followed her. He put a finger to his lips. Water trickled down the wall at one place and the whole corridor smelt damp. There was a dead end at one side and on the other was a junction with a table in the middle. The corridor was lined with doors. They walked towards the junction. Above the table was a single uncovered light bulb, buzzing every now and again. A squalid chair sat near and on top of the table was a black box or case. Ester walked to the table, she looked over at Nick. His eyes were glistening at the box.
“To easy.” He half said to himself. He dropped to the ground; just fast enough to dodge a saber slash from a door behind him.
An Indian man flipped over Nick between him and the table. Ester Stood in a corner, observing this new turn of events, was this a good guy finally come to defend her?
“I knew you would come, Demon,” The Indian man snarled at Nick.
“I’m glad you rolled out the welcome mat Kal`el.” Nick smiled.
They leapt at each other.

--To be continued

Comic #234

2007-01-22T14:19:00.000+13:00

battlefield vietnam is an awesome game. Pitty they dont make any worthwhile cracks for it. and the updates thing doesnt wanna work. I cant wait till I get back home to see if it works on my comp.

Mum and Dad get back on wednesday. woot. I guess.

I sleept till about 1 today. Finally I get to catch up on all that sleep I have been missing out on. Its like the party scene Im always late too. You get there late and by the time your really getting into it its over and your left going, "damn.."

as ever, props to matt for photoshopping this comic.

Comic #233 YEAR 3: Seperate paths

2007-01-08T08:29:00.000+13:00

Welcome to year 3 of Steve, seperate paths.

I noticed that the stories sorta starting to drag out cause of the unupdatingness, Ill try and do something about it. Honest.

Well, I'm staying at phils at the moment. You know the one. Theres that zara character who has the hots for him etc etc. He has the fringe. anyway, its pretty cool. He has broad band. Woot.

So yes, If you see me around anywhere online Ill be checking out mmorpg's. It sucks, I think theres a bunch of anime nerds stealing my name. Apparently its a gundam seed character or something. maaaaaan =(.

On wednesday I go to coopers beach. Woot, man it brings back memories. Its when I decided "Hey, fuck you, Im gonna pull you out of the comics."

heh. I knew I had to swear sometime or another.

Casino royale is good. It could have finished like, half an hour before it did. He has the happy ending with the girl, he saved the day..... Then it keeps freaking going. I mean, its ok, it was cool. And it was good *spoiler alert* that the main chick died in the end. It would have been cheap and to complicated to make her come back from the dead. (damn you pirates of the carribean.)

See ya'll in a week or so.

comic #232

2006-12-21T23:27:00.000+13:00

Merry Christmas everybody, and may your hangovers after the merryness be not so bad.

as it plainly says down the bottom of the comic, this is indeed the end of year 2. I hope you guys have enjoyed it more than I have had making it =). Cause honestly, I would rather read these instead of making them, since I'm such a lazy knob. But I suppose if all I did was read these I would make a comic series of my own =). and so the spiral downward goes.

Can't believe how far the comics gotten, and honestly, I do love doing this. But I also can't wait to get to the end, then look back at all I have done and be able to enjoy it. Probably by the end I'll be even more imbarrased than I am now at how crazy steve looks in the early days, allways getting so warped.

Now lets review whats happened this year, I did lots of stuff, thats a start. I complained, I moaned, I got secretive, I havent finished the story I was telling before. I decided to shorten down how often I did comics, I completely forgot about that and stopped updating even weekly.

I started with comic #91 this year and am ending on #232. I'm doing more colour comics, Steve looks different (but not so cute according to Zara, Jeez, Teenagers AREN'T all that cute zara, Its what happens, As soon as kids can walk properly, talk properly, and start noticing girls they stop being kinda cute. Girls on the other hand stay cute until they hit 30, in which case They get left to the lonely 40 year old men who are desperate for anything. God, I hope not many people above my age group read this.) and in general the whole cast has morhped slightly. Keir got ripped out of the comics, Dark Izak Came into being, Matt made 6 comics, Izak went into his inner being, Tess Killed her father, Tobey got steve into a skate comp, Andy and the black bars materialized.

Thats a quick inventory. I suppose, don't know what I was trying to accomplish with that, Probably was hoping something awesome would happen, like, Oh my gosh, I was looking for that million dollars, thought I left it somewhere. Good thing I cleaned up and made an inventory.

And if you hadnt noticed, the name of Year 2 was "A trial and the tribulation", and if you had noticed, We had the tribulation When people got pulled out of the comic world or taken to ____, And just now were looking at the starts of a trial..

Once again, merry christmas, happy new year, hope to catch up with you all in Year 3 of Steve. See you all next year.

P.s. the name of year three... Nah, Ill leave you in suspence..

P.p.s It might be a while before I start bringing out year 3, Be thinking mid january.

comic #231

2006-12-18T22:14:00.000+13:00

have you ever wondered how bum santa would see christmas? Im guessing 99.99% of you havent.

But to answer that 00.01% minority of fans I have made a comic for ye.

I know updates are even more intermitent. Not a good time for me.

expect at least one more update before christmas.

Never say or promise things you know you can't plausably carry out, even if it makes them feel good now, down the track when you let them down your just gonna screw them up even more than the would have been normally.

Fuck you sweet nothings.

Here I am, and here I stand. Here I stand, and here I look to the future with a smile on my face. Here I let time and events sweep away any sorrow.
Here I am, and Im gonna kick ass world. For I am flash man!

comic #230

2006-12-01T21:49:00.000+13:00

ok. Hmm, I had a lot to say before. But shit happened. let me explain.

So today i walked out side right. quiet like a fish, when this, HUMUNGOUS.... no. I can't do it, im thinking less than one word ahead. hm, that sucks.

Well, I guess I have a lot on my mind...

This comic. I didn't feel very inspired while drawing it.. I'll do better next time, when I'm actually in the mood.

I clocked Doom 3 last night. the last boss was easy as pie. He's HUGE though. It was quiet impressive. But the last video sequence at the end didn't make me feel very fulfilled. BUT, its an awesome game, I loved it from begining to end. Man, you have to see me the first time I played it, I jumped every time a zombie or a demon jumped out at me. I got really into the game, I loved the experience, I thought it was particualerly mean for the first part of one level, there are no bad guys, but grates fall down, or gas pipes burst, or you see skutteling and a shadow dart past between some pipes, it gets you really wound up. Awesome game, the only reason halo's more popular is because of multiplayer. If Doom 3 had a decent muliplayer It would be a lot higher up the list of kick arseness than it is at the moment.

Thats my nerd speech, I don't do that to often, but since I am a nerd i think i'm more than aloud to talk like one every now and again. You wouldn't believe the amount of comic books I consume.

Silence HUMAN

2006-11-29T22:06:00.000+13:00

Ok, I know I havent updated the comics yet, I'm waylaid with a picture I'm actually being payed to do. So, as I said a while ago, paid work in the real world gets priority over Steve. So yes. *excuses take up the next few lines ->*

Hope you enjoy the sample. that pic takes up about.... 1 inch square of the pic. So, thats actually gonna be pretty tiny, Wont be able to see the detail I put into the knobs and stuff. Sigh..

So next time you see your friends give them a big "Shut the @#$% up while I multitask HUMAN!" from me. =), thankyou.

p.s. Down with facist scum who don't alowe me to draw on walls. (damn over reactors.)

Comic #229

2006-11-18T23:41:00.000+13:00

ok, So, It seems as though matt is Hurteling into a heap of weird looking spikes. Well our brainless hero ever make it away alive? PROBABLY.

My bebo thing has gotten me thinking, its starting to become a social experiment, people react differently to it. Some don't give a damn really and just tell me I need help. Some are genuinly concerend, and the reasonably intelligent ones no its a lie.
But the even smarter ones actually want to discusse it. Thats cool, cause its getting me thinking, Im looking at it in a whole new light now. and its making me review myself a bit. hm, interesting is it not?

In other news I have exams on monday and tuesday, wootus, after that I have nothing left to do other than draw and animate and do all the crap I have always wanted to do, like singing in the rain and flying around on an umbrella pretending to be a nanny.

Currently listening to: Stephen lynch - Half a man

artwork

2006-11-15T12:38:00.000+13:00

Well, ok, so I didn't bring out a comic on monday, BUT, I did have a fun idea for some artwork, and yes, that is Steve with an emoish hair style, I was testing it out to see how it would look.

It was originally just a doodle I did during school, and then I was like, hey, thats pretty bad ass, I'm gonna keep that then cut it up. So yea, I cut it up and placed on the scanner, I then got some black card for the background then scanned it, Viola. I then Stuck it onto flash and added that text. Its sorta a creepy little thing for my bebo. I like the Steve's usual "whos there" fraidy cat look.

Enjoy. (cause I did)

Comic #228

2006-11-10T18:38:00.000+13:00

Ok, so, My mum insisted I have desert this time, and then she made me have american brownies afterwards. I'm usually to full and don't feel like pudding. Anyway. Im freakin out. Im so full of sugar I'm all shaky and stuff. Being a computer nerd its sorta hard to find hobbies to expend all this over exuberance.. Well, Other than typing really really really fast. But thats about it, hahaha*twitch twitch* I'm in a good mood.

I have officially decided that bebo kicks Myspaces stupid fat ass. Its true, I kinda like it better cause you can draw on other peoples pages. Thats a definet bonus. So go on there, add me, and I'll draw you a pretty picture with lots blood in it. yay =D

This comic is on time since I drew It a few days ago cause I'm still behind in the comics. Maybe on monday I'll add another one. Who knows.

Currently listening to: Goldfinger - Its Your Life

Hey hey. We havent updated the story in a while, So here it is, for all your oralgasmic pleasure.

Ester rested her hand on the metal door handle, she could feel the roar of engines throbbing through the handle into her hand.
As she opened the door the sound didn’t get louder. In fact it became more distant. She was puzzled. Inside was another door facing her. It seemed to be a hallway made out of blackening concrete. Nick nudged her in then followed her. He put a finger to his lips. Water trickled down the wall at one place and the whole corridor smelt damp. There was a dead end at one side and on the other was a junction with a table in the middle. The corridor was lined with doors. They walked towards the junction. Above the table was a single uncovered light bulb, buzzing every now and again. A squalid chair sat near and on top of the table was a black box or case. Ester walked to the table, she looked over at Nick. His eyes were glistening at the box.
“To easy.” He half said to himself. He dropped to the ground, just fast enough to dodge a saber slash from a door behind him.
An Indian man flipped over Nick between him and the table. Ester Stood in a corner, observing this new turn of events, was this a good guy finally come to defend her?
“I knew you would come Demon,” The Indian man snarled at
“I’m glad you rolled out the welcome mat Kal`el.” Nick smiled.
They leapt at each other.

--To be continued

kick an emo in his pants day

2006-11-08T21:50:00.000+13:00

(Hm. odd) ahem, no one will have no idea what I meant by that (and probably never will.)

Aaaaanyway, Tomorrow, November 9th is Annual 'Kick an Emo in his "overlytighttothepointitsgay" Pants day'

Tell all your friends, get your entire family together for a day of emo ass kicking action. Give all those middle to upper class white kids something REAL to cry and write about for once.

"Dear diary, I went to look for some more hair products and pants in the womans section when I got beset upon by a gaggle of "The other people.", I came home and watched some burnt DVD's with all my friends on our new plasma screen TV... I dunno, No one likes me, I have no friends, and I'm sooo under priveledged."

Also this is toaster appreciation month.

comic #227

2006-11-05T17:05:00.000+13:00

Woot, slowly making my way through. Another comic and I will have made up for my three weeks of tardyness.

Ok, first off, props to Matt for his mad skillz in photoshop. Fireworks just doesn't cut it I'm afraid, even if it DOES do vector art(most of the damn time).

So, celebrating SAINT Guy Fawks day. Its sorta noob this year. If there are to many fires and accidents their going to ban it. = (. Is there no way of being a man these days? Is there no dignity?
Hey that reminds me. chic "I heard that guys who wear pink shirts are secure in their masculinity." Izak "Wtf, I'm secure enough to not have to proove it." chic "Oh....".
I'm pretty sure I have said that before. Gosh, thats the annoying thing about this blog, I have so many posts I can't remember anything that I have written before, and I don't wanna keep regurgetating the same thing over and over again. Talking about that, Free txt on weekends is over, but the cool thing is vodafone released 10 dollar txt. meaning 2000 txts for 10 dollars a month. I know to most countries this would be a bit of a rip, cause australia has 2c a txt or something, but in NZ its all 20c a txt so meh.

See ya'll real soon (I hope).

Izzy.

comic #226

2006-11-04T22:38:00.000+13:00

Ok, so I havent been around for a while, I could make up lots of excuses.... But instead... I'll make up a whole BUNCH (Like flowers, the look pretty and smell bad.) of excuses. There is no fifth excuse

Excuse 1. I couldnt be bothered.

Excuse 2. I got stuck on a stinky ship... Yet again. I hate that ship. But I must admit that it has to be the best trip on the ship yet. The food was extremely out of WACK. What is wack? meh, who cares. It was DRIPPING with faaat. Oh Gawd. Don't mention the cheese.

Excuse 3. I....Put my back out. It paralized me.. :)

Excuse 4. I had a massive writers block in my thigh. It hurt, but I pulled through for all my gorgeous fans out there... And you ugly ones too.

Excuse 5. There is no excuse here.

Excuse 6. Its not humanly possible to do comics of such skillz j00, n00bz f@g 10l.

Excuse 7. I was slaving over a comic for hours then my dog ate the motherboard.

comic #225

2006-10-13T22:33:00.000+13:00

Ok, the new banner should have been up by now, but I'm having trouble with flash and converting to Gif's, so im sorta giving up on that idea for now. I'm gonna have to make it a flash movie or something, and their always a real pain to embed into websites. And on top of that image shack has decided that adverts about PORN is a good idea all of a sudden, so now our netgaurdian thingy is going, "Hell no small child, are you to lay your eyes upon thyne evil web of site! I shall smight thy eyes if thou so lookist upon thay adulterious images. So help me god!!"

So now I need to find a new host for my cartoons and gifs and crud that I wanna use round my sites. (mainly blogger since their to cheap to give me any space to put hidden images into.)
So I'm gonna see what photo bucket says to my pics. =)

My LJ is going to be shutting down, I don't see the point in having two blogs running for seperate cartoons to be honest. So I suggest going and checking it out (If you haven't already) by follow the link over there before its to late and I delete everything on it.

Be a conformist! Add me on myspace. =D

comic #224 1 year anniversary

2006-10-09T23:02:00.000+13:00

Yes, freaky isnt it! you didnt read the title wrong. It is indeed the first year anniversary of Steve. He has been making stupid comments for an entire year now. I can hardly believe it myself. It feels like an entire life time of drudgery having to draw this god da-, it feels like just last week I started this inspirational tale, Is what I was meant to say.

So, as celebration I am going to feed you something that no one, (other than me) has seen since its creation. Yes. That weird little comic with the gun in it is the very first appearance of Steve as I wanted him to look. Thats the original beginning that I was gonna go with. I personally think its kick arse compared to the lamo beginning that I came out with in the end. Steves looking pretty butch there doesnt he? I'm not gonna say whether or not thats still part of the story line anymore.

That second one there doesnt really have anything to do with anything, other than the fact it contains What seems to be Steve and evil Izak. Oh yes, That fuz ball thing is Harry, Youl be seeing him around in my later projects.

So, you ask, How exactly did steve come about. Well, I reply, Blame Keir. zoom back a year and about a week to Willow park camp, Were driving home after being leaders. I was commenting on how I would like to start a webcomic since its good for extending E-penis etc. lol, I didn't say that exactly, since I didnt even know what E-penis was back then. But anyhow, I was talking about how I would like it to be about a sorta average guy that has extremely unusual situations thrust upon him. So keir gave me a breif drill on what its like to be a normal person. I took notes. So we came up with the general idea of Steve. There was a lot of story line that we havent or never will get around to using. Some story twists we came up with rocked. But well, Steve decided to write himself. If you ask her about this event she will reply that she doesnt remember a thing about it. But she was and IS very instrumental in Steve. Its basically me that lets the side down from time to time.

I wonder if Ill look at these comics and think they were all right? Were they really worth all those afternoons I coulda been spending playing games and smoking weed?

Comic #223

2006-09-29T16:32:00.000+12:00

oh yes, See comic 214 to see when the note was slipped into his pocket. ;) just reminding you slackers =D.
Ah, im so mean aren't I. Ok, i'll stop. but only if you follow these safety guide lines they use on aircrafts.

"Shut up. Sit down. buckle up."

Or if your having a bad day, "Shut up, shit down. buckle up." teehee. Couldn't resist.

Well, I was in a good mood, up till now. When mum walked in. So yes. Im gonna shut up now. shit down and staple myself to the seat.

XOXOXO

Comic #222

2006-09-26T21:18:00.000+12:00

Well, I have had enough of whining and going on about stuff. Im gonna do one of my "feel good" inspirational type posts that you may stray across occasionally in the warped and wonderful world of Izak.

I wanna talk about tayls, the bestest best besty wittle teddy bear EVER, e-v-e-r... eeever.

So, I got a teddy bear for my birthday. Keir hand made it for me :). Thats Suber sweet in my opinion. But she is a super sweet girl after all so what can I expect? *shrugs*
Anyway, tayls is a cutie, and even if her head is a little big and lopsided on one side(also a little misshapen) that doesn't detract from her cutieness one bit.
I have never really had a teddy before, this will be my first proper one, So even if I'm 17 or whatever, its never to late to cuddle a teddy to sleep. (that last sentence there is daring any of the guy readers to say otherwise.)
Tayls doesnt actually have a tail if your wondering, and if you were wondering what tayls means and whatever your not about to find out i'm afraid. >:) teehee

In unrelated news, sorry that the comic was so late, I decided to have a life the ENTIRE weekend, strange isn't it? *Izak walks into the outside world and hisses at the sun.*

Im curious, am I the only one who does stupid stuff to get out of awkward situations? Like, when your going through someones junk, looking for interesting things, and then the people see you as they walk down the road, so they yell at you, and you cant think of anything to say or do, so you just hiss at them like some kinda dimentid gremlin and lope off, hoping it wouold be suffisintly funny to make them forget why they were shouting at you in the first place.
That didn't happen to me, so dont talk about it. EVER! You didnt see anything, you cant proove anything. All you have is the word of a deranged twisted cartoonist.

quote of the day:
Mum: Izak, where are you? what are you doing?
Izak: I'm in the toilet...Do you really wanna know what I'm doing?

comic #221

2006-09-16T11:02:00.000+12:00

ok, yes, for everyone who didnt know, I turned 17 yesterday. Yay me I guess, another year older another...bit wiser.
You know what kinda tickles my interest bone, people saying happy birthday. Its not that its a bad thing, its cool that people go, "hey bro, happy birthday.", and then I scare them away by saying "aww, thanks, BUT, DID, YOU, MEAN, THAT, OR, ARE, YOU, JUST, A, ROBOT, WHO, DOESNT, THINK, ABOUT, IT, CAUSE, ITS, LIKE, AN, AUTOMATIC, REACTION, WITH, YOU, PEOPLE. thanks for the toy. :)"

ok, now forget all that, I wanna tell a breif story of something thats being weighing on my mind. You can tell its EXTREMELY important by the way I spelt weighing.

To set the scene, planet earth, zoom below australia to a little strip of islands lovingly called New Zealand. Zoom into the top Island. You can see buildings now slowly becoming more detailed as you come closer, move to the left a bit... Now you see individual houses and streets. People look like little ants. Zoom in a bit more and you can see me absent mindedly carying a huge stack of papers. I have just plugged one of the blitters into a letter box, and unbeknowenst to me there is a small, usually cute looking little dog. I would normally see it coming and turn around in amusement but this time Im even more lost in my thoughts than usual.
It sinks its teath into the back of my calf mustle. I suddenly realise somethings wrong with my leg and I feel a moment of shock and fear shoot through me, I think it might have been adrenallin or some defence mechanizim. I look down and see the dog-thing. It immediately lets go and scammpers. I shout profanities to the street in general and do my best to chase after it but having chomp marks in my leg and carying a huge wad of papers doesnt aid me well. It gets away. I seeth for the rest of the round.
zoom forward two days later, It trys the same trick but this time I boot it into the ground. Zoom forward maybe a week later, its to far away and the owners are right there so i throw stones at it instead. Damn you mutt, Im gonna get you good one day, and thats the day everyone will learn you dont go biting me in the calf and get away with it easily.

comic #219 #220

2006-09-08T20:55:00.000+12:00

enjoy. My eyes hurt.

(After note: This is the shortest post ever made. Not including this bit.)

Comic #218

2006-09-01T22:42:00.000+12:00

Im sorta proud of this comic. First off, the bottom right hand corner, of Matt falling down the trap door, the fuzzy motion effect is awesome. I love you flash 8 and your filters of awesomeNESS.

Second of all is the bottom left frame. I didn't notice the joke till I was adding the speach bubbles and just noticed the joke in it "Leave the devious thinking to me.(could you move forward and to the right please?)" Yes, very subtle and devious evil Izak. Your about as accidentally witty as I am. Like when I was trying to cheer my mum up about her age. "Look, to be honest your not all that old. Compared to those rocks in the garden." it just wasn't meant to come out like that.

Im going to try and update over the weekend sometime, to make up for the one I missed last week. I was at Piha, great surfy beach if your into the whole cold thing... And the whole surfy thing. Its really wack, I saw myself in the reflection of a window when we were buying ice cream. I actually looked like a surfy or something weird. I almost scared myself...almost.. but I realized how hot I was. :P

But anyway, on a lighter note for these evening, just to sooth the nerves. MY MUMS A WHORE BAG! Yea, thats right, NOW try and diss me after that.

comic #216 #217

2006-08-18T20:32:00.000+12:00

Wow! The first time in ages I have an update thats actually one time 0_0. Go me.

I like evil Izak, hes just so.... Gothic, but at the same time not emo, and yet not even gothic, since I dont think goths have a sense of humour.

Now you must admit, moving someone from one place to the other by turning them into steam IS quit a convenient way of getting them around. You dont need to worry about lumps of body parts getting squashed by the vacume of other dimensions.

I like to think of this update as a bonanza update, since im going to put TWO halves of the story on for you. I know I havent updated it in a while, If you want to read an uninteruppted flow of the story go check out my myspace.

Nick wheeled Ester to the ferry He waited patiently in line. He even got help from one of the crew to get the wheel chair do the ramp without bumping it.
He wheeled her to a secluded part on the outside of the boat.
In the harbor boats were making a slow lazy crawl across the lappy water. It was mid day and most people were on the top of the boat, which had a better view.
The wind swept up off water onto Nick and Ester.
Ester stirred and woke when the motors started to thrum into life.
On the shore Jason was writing his contact details and insurance company details on a napkin furiously. He kept looking up every now and again to see where the wheel chair was going. He slammed the details into the businessman’s hands and started to sprint down the dock towards the boat as it drew away.
He tried shouting but no one was paying attention. Some people on the upper decks waved at him.
Jason thought fast, the ship was slowly, making a wider and wider gap between the docks. Jason jumped.
He looked down and saw the white froth from the huge engines churning the water beneath him. He hesitated, hit the hand rail under one of his ribs and bounced backwards towards his doom.
His hands flailing, grasping at nothing, when one of them hit the edge under the railing. He grabbed it and swung into the side of the ship. Getting the breath knocked out of him and being momentarily stunned. It had all happened within a few seconds.
Some people that had seen him came running and helped him up and over.
He lay down on the cold deck for a little while gasping, letting his pulse have a chance to calm down.

Ester woke up, She had had the most horrible dream, that she had been kidnapped, and she had blown the head off her captor, that professed to being a demon, and the car had almost been crushed by a truck, and then the demon got his head back and saved the day. She was so glad it was over. She looked around, the demon was looking at her. She realized with a sinking feeling that it wasn’t a dream. How come dreams about her and Jason never came true? Why was it only the stink ones that came true. Like when she had dreamed she had cleaned the whole house, it had taken all night. Then she woke up and realized she had to do it all again, but this time awake.
.Nick looked around surreptitiously.
“Can you stand up? Cause its time to get moving.”
Ester glared at him, then stood up.
Nick smiled, “Ah, good, I was worried about you for a second. Now go down that hall and don’t even think of calling for help.” He let the butt of his water pistol stick out of his pocket slightly to show that he meant business.
He let his face drop for a second, “I’m sorry we have to do it this way, but we both know I can’t trust you.”
She gave a sickly smile, “Sounds odd doesn’t it, cant trust me when you’re the one with the gun.”
He winked at her then pushed her down the hall way. It was a little passage that led to a bolted white door. It had an orange sign in the middle, indicating that ear muffs should be worn. It also had a sign saying, “Engine room. Crew only.”
Nick bent down and looked at the door knob. He pulled out a vivid marker pen. He drew a circle round the knob and then 5 points at intervals around the circle.
He looked up at Ester, stood back behind her and said “Ok, now open it.”

--To be continued

Comic #215

2006-08-13T16:20:00.000+12:00

I must be the only person of my age who listens to swing jazz 0_0.

This comic is very minimilistic I know. What are you gonna do? Ask for your money back?... Yea, Thats what I thought. So shush and wait for the story to unfold. :)

But and of my. Cherry Poppin daddies (No jokes, thats their names.)
song names:
Doctor Bones
Zoot suit riot (oh click, yes thats right.)
In the mood.

Their all pretty groovy. I recommend them if you want your friends to be weirded out by you.

By gum, Has anyone seen how beefed up MSN/windows space is now? Its so slick and...confuzing. I found this out when I was stalking around Amandas page :P.

Well the cartoon I did for church was shown three times 0_0. thats quit repeditive if you ask me.

I find this quit entertaining, lately our internet provider has been blocking random sites that I know arent bad in any shape or form, but which the filter seems to find *ahem* dirty.

Access Denied by Net Guardian
URL:
http://izaksteve.blogspot.com/
Category:
R-rated
Description:
Services pertaining to anything that involves 18 and over material such as lingerie and swimsuits, revealing pictures. Sites that are adult in nature without being explicitly pornographic.

Oh great, now the google ads are gonna go haywire.

Comic, comic, comic comic comic comic comic comic comic comic comic. That should do it.

comic #214

2006-08-06T17:14:00.000+12:00

well, hardcore week. How bought you?....Really? That must have stung in the morning. Finally finished A toon im doing for church. Its a little more sedate compared to some of my others.
http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/7683/sowerseedap7.swf
this latest comics taken me a while. I hate drawing cars. grrr.

frig this maths and frig this art to. quote of the two weeks.

this is the part where I stare at the wall for about 10 seconds, pick a subject and keep writing for hours about it..........
So I was talking to this spamvertisement sales men person on the phone. He had an indian accent, he sounded quit charming. Anyway, he said that he was doing a thingy about asking people about issues in the community, and If I would like to do it. I was desperately trying to come up with some insane excuse not to. I couldnt think of anything. OH DAMN! MATT! I missed my chance!!!!!AWWWWWWWWWW!
Anyway. I just said it wouldnt be a good time, and he said was I sure, and I said I was damn sure. Then he asked if anyone male and 18 or older would do it. And I was like, no there isnt. and he was like, are you sure about that? And I was, Look, I think I should know, this isn’t a youth hostle you know. Sheesh, im the only one here.
so he said if that was alright, and im like no. and then he says, one moment please. I sat there for a sec, then was like, WHAT?HUH?. then he tried asking me stuff. I mean, damn, what does it take to get rid of someone these days? anyway, I finally told him I wasnt even 16 and I didnt want to do it anyway. He asked me if I was sure about that to. uhm wait, let me check... nope 2 more years before I could be priviledged enough to partake of your research scandal.

Woot.

comic #213

2006-07-28T19:06:00.000+12:00

so much mystery! It just makes me feel like....singing? Ok, so, I found a new Reel Big fish song. its awesome, thats not its name, thats the name of one of their newer ones.

What ever happened to smash mouth? I have said this before in one of my comics. But Honestly, did they suck THAT bad?? I did some research (meaning I downloaded some of their songs) and their really not that bad. Their actually pretty groovy. But what do I know. Im "unconforming". Im not trendy though. Cause to be trendy you have to be unconforming with everyone at the same time. That bugs the hell outa me(good thing to, hell sucks). I mean, EMOS ARE NOT IN THE FREAKING BIT COOL. ahem. I mean, Honestly, they cut their wrists why? I have heard, cause it feels good. Well...gosh. I dunno.
But as soon as someone finds an alternate style to follow, or to not be punk, skater, gangsta, emo, goth, their instantly labeled uncool. Now thats so hypocritical. How fickle fashions be.
WAIT! I just had an appifiny!
To be unconforming, is to be rebelious? correct. Well, Them saying im uncool just proves that im a rebel. If everyone thought I was cool, and My music was cool, and everyone just appcepted it, I wouldnt be rebelious anymore.
So its like a win win situation. They say I suck, I tell them that they dont know what it means to be trully rebelious and then tell them they can mess around in drag as much as they like. go shave your legs. It would make sense.

But then again. Me saying that would make them rebelious, and now im being the hypocrit. or am I? I do not know. I will study this phenominon.

Comic #212

2006-07-22T12:34:00.000+12:00

grrr. This comic wasnt fun to do. Since I had almost finished it yesterday when the comp crashed and I lost everything. :(
Gutted.
oh well. I have stuff to do. A lot of stuff.

comic #211

2006-07-14T22:45:00.000+12:00

Welcome back to NZ Nicolian. :) I hope Fiji was awesome, but ill find out soon enough.

The only good bit of this strip is the chic in the center there. Shes AWESOMENESS o'a stick. Well awesomeness with aircraft goggles.
Havent seen Andy for a while have we? refresh your memory here >
http://izaksteve.blogspot.com/2006/03/comic-154.html

Well, im tired, and i probably have a night filled with free txting in front of me. so either way im screwed.

I have almost finished the entire story of izak, im starting on steves story probably next, or Tess's. I know its weird, You would think I would work on Steves story first. But His is broader than everyone elses, but in the end ties everyones together. Oooh, did I just drop hints? *major fans go back and read the last paragraph twelve time.*
Ha. Like I even have fans.

And on that note, im gonna start a small site about me, and where I am on the net. Basically the stalkers bible to me. Itl have links to all my latest animations etc. Anyone who wanted to see the johnny and the zootsuit toon again heres the link... http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/4796/childsplay0zp.swf

Comic #209 #210

2006-07-07T19:25:00.000+12:00

Taken from the urban dictionary, A word that I learnt from Phil. This deffinition practically describes the events of how I learnt the word.

Fauxmo:
A combination of the words faux and emo. Used to describe people who try to act emo, but certainly fall short. Hence, fake emo, fauxmo.
"Danny is fauxmo, look at those crazy-ass shoes."

This is why we SHOULDNT use fauxmo to describe phil:

Slang version of fauxmosexual.Straight men who act, look, and dress if they're gay, in order to appear cool/attractive/interesting to women.
"He's not gay, just a fauxmo."

.................not a word....not saying a word......

ok, so I havent updated the story in a while, so here goes...

Jason, was mad. An angry geek is not a good thing. He didn’t know where he was going, and he didn’t know what to do.
He pulled in and out of traffic violently along the shore side. He was reaching the fareis when he noticed a most peculiar sight. A smashed dodge with fuel pouring out the bottom and a guy seemingly dragging a young woman out of the car into a wheel chair.
The man started to wheel the girl away towards the soon to be departing farey. Which would shuttle them over to an outlying island.
He kept looking for a while, the girls head fell to one side as the man wheeled her up over a bump. The girls head fell to one side, revealing her hair and profile.
Jason jumped on the brakes. He knew exactly who that was. He was suddenly jerked forward as a car rear ended him. His neck felt strained but he didn’t care. The person didn’t look happy. The jumped out and started yelling at him. He slowly got out of his car, and looked warily at a rather gruff businessman who had just dented his nice new beamer.
--To be continued

comic #208

2006-06-30T21:50:00.000+12:00

to tired. dont wanna talk.... But I guess I should say something since I barely update as it is anyway.
Lj, going strongish, got another pic lined up for that. superman! every superhero must answer the call of nature!!

Myspace. I still dont like it, but im slowly getting into it anyway. I shall go down kicking and screaming.

as soon as I get my mic back ill finish the cartoon I have been working on, mixing real life and cartoons together. My first real effort at something like this. I think im going to have to add shadows and stuff so Johnny doesnt look like hes superimposed on top of the video.

My personal life. Since when did I ever discuss my private life,?? Other than to give amusing anicdotes of my days and thoughts. like how I sprayed myself in the face with the hoes on an extremely cold morning by accident. "It seems to be jammed, ill just put my eye right there andARGfrigINWhatTheOFFoff!TurnitOFF."

oh, woops, and I forgot all about the story of nick and....whatsherface. Ill update that next time I guess. If you want to read the black box, unabridged and without ads, go check out the blog on Myspace, Ill post the whole thing there.

Comic #207

2006-06-24T23:16:00.000+12:00

howdy all. Oh frig, at this moment im choking on my own throat. If that is possible. Well, lazer strike was kinda...boring. Give me a paintball gun and Ill teach those pussies for thinking they can run straight through 5 of your team and not suffer reapercussions.

Sorry, no colour, but this strips been dragging on for me, and I dont wanna spend an extra coupla hours trying to prettyfy it. Gosh, Id love to work in a studio or something where I can just do the sketches and stuff, and someone else can ink it, then someone else can colour it awesomely, then someone else can letter it, then someone else can go etc etc.
Cant wait for that day.

Animating at the moment, Im on a creativity high there. If anyone remembers the Johonny and the zootsuit cartoon i did im using johnny again, this time he comes into the real world to have a convo with me. Ill post it when its finished, also, the LJ has a pic I did, "your emo Charlie Brown". I wanna turn it into a shirt.
Probably tomorrow Ill post the Pic of spiderman I was hinting at last time.

Chow for now.

comic #206

2006-06-20T20:50:00.000+12:00

wow, what a huge picture for such a small segment of speach. *shrugs*
Animating this week has been on a high. and drawing the comic has been pushed to the back of the list of "more interesting things to do". Oh yes, Tess wears white lipstick. Or did I say that already? A little weird really, considering I don't think I have ever seen a chic with white lipstick on before. It would be rather interesting really.
woops, I just realized while looking at the thumbnail that I havent done any shading. oopsy. who cares.
Ill be updating the LJ so you might wanna check it out. Spoiler warning - What if spider man was afraid of hights. More to the story on the LJ.

If anyone here has a maple story account in scania add me, izak1, or for my two bera accounts, izak, and Lzak. Original names I know. But I had first dibs so I wasnt gonna let it slip away from me.
P.s. Damn you matthew and your uncanny ability to copy whatever I do but better (except draw, mwahahaha >:D ).

what if there were no hypothetical questions?

Currently listening to: sadie hawkins dance- Relient K.

2006-06-11T13:22:00.001+12:00

Is it just me or is Steve constantly falling? What is this? Funniest home videos!? Have you ever noticed that if you saw most of that in real life you would be shocked. You would be appaled if someone laughed. You would call them a heartless bastard if you saw a small child slip and crack their head on the side of the pool and they laughed. And yet when they get put on Tv and labeled Funniest home videos its hilarious. The media truly does effect our judgment.

What else do I see here? Steve getting infatuated against his better judgement. At least hes still trying to do the right thing.

2006-06-11T13:22:00.000+12:00

This comic was a real female dog to colour. I hate colouring!! Especially onthis crummy machine. Its such A guttering feeling when you realize you have lost everything you have done. I have been thinking of changing the forma of the comics for a while, Maybe do full page illustrations, with a bit of storyline to go along, I sorta like doing full page stuff. But I guess that would wear off after awhile because action is better captured in many frames. Colouring is deffinatly a problem. Its to much of a distraction for me.
To be honest I want to devote a lot more time to animating. Its awesome, and I got a real kick out of winning that camera. Maybe I could do episodes of Steve? or featuring Steve rather. That could be cool.
I like suggestions by the way.
Yea, Im getting over my mutant flu thing. Which is good. Since it doesnt feel good. duh.
I dont have any amazingly witty anicdotes at the moment, probably because I havent been outside in three days. That can do stuff to your head..

Over and out.

ouchy

2006-06-09T14:55:00.000+12:00

Ok, so I almost passed out getting up to write this. Hopefully Ill be feeling better tomorrow.
The comics is already half coloured so yea. Matt might photoshop it a little.

Laters all, I have to go recuperate or something..friginshrttdum...

breather

2006-06-05T21:23:00.000+12:00

Ok. So im not going to go into the nitty gritty details of what HM rage was like, other than the fact it was kick ass, with capitals. which looks like this: Kick Ass. (teehee, in joke(teehee inn-joke))

But what I will go into details with is how my cartoon went, which there is a link to at the bottom of this post, you might wanna click it now so by the time you get to the bottom of reading the post it should have finished loading.

Ok, so I started making the cartoon on monday, worked on it till 10:30 every night until I finished it (satisfacteraly) on thursday night. On friday we zoop off to camp.
Now, the cartoon was one of about five or six other videos. it was only a minute and a half long compared to about the 5 - 10 minute videos everyone else did with their handy cams. Gosh, that bugged me, there was a time limit of 4 minutes.
Anyway, so Mine is the first to play during the heats, IT SUCKED. The stupid techy at the back didn't know how to install the latest flash player which I specialy put on the CD (because I forsaw this situation). He told me it was ok and that he had found another player for it, so I was just like, ok sweet. Whatever.
But when it played it was REALLY juddery, and the music went straight out of sync with the toon. It finished before the cartoon did. I was distraught really, its like watching your baby being raped, which is not a good thing to imagine, but you know what Im trying to say. I was emo after that. Quick rant about the other contestants videos, some of them were really well done, but to be honest, when you watch them end on end, they all seem like the same thing regurgitated.

and so they announce the finalists at lunch the next day. Mine wasn't there. I didn't really mind, I had gotten used to the fact, mine wasn't anything much, and there was the added loss of quality, so thats the way the cookie crumbles.

At the actual talent show, our Youth group band rocked. They wasted all other bands. We also won the karioke thingy as well.
So they're doing their thing on stage, anouncing winners. Mostly everyone got some sorta crunchy bar or something for whatever they entered, and I was sorta loathing the fact of going up on stage to get my boobie prize.
And the two guys who have been anouncing winners and making fun of people all night say,
"And the winner of the secondary multimedia talent quest is, "Johnny and the...zoop?zoop..suite.."
Where I interject loudly(I was up by the front of the stage) " Johnny and the ZootSuite riots!!!! GET IT RIGHT!JEEZE!"
I then realize I won first prize and immediately jump up on stage shake the dudes hands, and grab my brand new digital camera which I won, shouting out to everyone in the crowd. It was awesomeness.

I would just like to say, thanks for offering to help me with the cartoon, thanks for being there while I freaked at my video being maimed, thanks for comforting me while I was emo, thanks for being there when I couldn't believe I had won. Thanks for always being there.
- you know who you are.

Now, this next bit is for Nicolian, sowie about not posting this sooner.....

George looked up at Nick.
“I think you’re a little out of it mate.”
“Oh am I? Well how about I give you what you want, then we will see about the wheel chair after.”
George rubbed his chin, two day old stubble bristled against his old grubby fingers.
“Fair enough I ‘spose.”
Nick grinned, “I knew you would see the light.”
George grunted.
Nick, looked up at the sky for a moment, then his gaze slid down towards his shoes. He seemed to be somewhere else entirely.
“Ok,” Nick breathed, “ Get out of here.”
Georges face wrinkeled up, “Ai?!”
“Get out of the Wheel chair and go home or something. Here, Have some cash.”
Nick shoved a wad of notes into Georges hands, The slightly bloodied napkin slowly materialized into crisp, hundred dollar bills. George, rubbing his eyes, not knowing whats going on, stood up and started to walk down the street, Dazed slighty.
Nick, grinned after him. To easy. He pushed the wheel chair over to the smashed wreck.

--to be continued.

CARTOON!! http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/4796/childsplay0zp.swf

Comic #203

2006-06-02T14:54:00.000+12:00

I did this AGES ago, it started as just a doodle but it sorta fluxuiated.
Its just done with a normal ballpoint pen.

Aight, you might be asking your self, why has Izak gone and missed out #201 #202? Well, there sorta stuck to the bottom of #200. so now we got that out the way.

Im gonna be away all weekend, mondays comic looks sorta iffy. Cant be bothered typing anymore. Thanks to all who appreciated comic #200.

COMIC #200!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2006-05-29T14:22:00.000+12:00

Woops, The comic didn't do what it was meant to when it was hosted on this. So please go here to view comic -> http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/7311/200th7wo.jpg

Wow, Thats pretty cool I guess. Props to Matt for colouring, next time I wont be holding your hand the whole way. Gotta learn to do it yourself sometime or another. :P Enjoy that V. Gonna have to work a lot harder next time to earn one. Lol.

Imagine If I had stopped this whole project at number 50 all that time ago. I would rather not imagine *shivver*.

This comic would have been a whole lot bigger but I decided against it because time was of the essence and poor 56k modems would be waiting forever to see the bottom of it. I feel for you all. I know how it feels.

So, thanks everyone for supporting me in my plight, for the good times and the bad. for richer or poorer (mostly poorer), sickeness and in health. Yes!I do I do! Now, how many brides do I get? lol, k, little overboard there. But you can forgive me...If you want

Ms. Rourke go here -> http://izak1399.livejournal.com/1415.html

comic #199

2006-05-24T19:46:00.000+12:00

ooh, the eve of comic #200, Thats freaky. It'l be super cool and kick ass compared to the shoddy things I did last time for comic ,#50 ,#100 ,#150. No one even GOT comic #100. Lol, the main thing is I did. And I shall giggle at everyone so they feel as though theres a big joke their all left out of.
Matt will be using his super siane photoshop cs2 skillz, so that will be sweet.

I used fireworks for a couple frames of this comic. fun fact, take it home. Chew on it.
Also, frame 6, yes, can you see it? That itty bitty steve on the skate board was originally a doodle I did on a piece of scrap paper when the computer decided to have fits. I didn't think about it much at the time, but this morning (about two weeks after drawing it), I was like, frig, wheres that piece of paper?? MUM..Wheres the paper!.. Which paper?.. You know, the one with a doodle of steve on it.. Ok so that REALLY narrows it down doesnt it? Only every white piece of thinly sliced piece of wood in the house is covered in your creepy little drawings.. Point...
But eventually I Found it, and viola, 2 inchs of blankness is used up.

Girls are still pretty annoying to draw, with their jutty oute hips and assets and stuff. So I had to go out and find some resources to help me out..Ok. Stop looking at me like that.. I got 'danger girl' out from the library and some anime(shudder). Basically imagine a cartoonist who looks at playboy all day drawing superhero chics for a comic and you should have a rough Idea of the dimentions he uses. Sorry for being blunt, but when your talking about this sorta thing you have to just say it or not say it at all. I should have gone with the latter option.

Piece out, so you all real soonish.

Currently listening to: Reel Big fish - Drunk Again. and the pink panther theme song.

comic #198

2006-05-22T20:09:00.000+12:00

Sorry for the antiposting. I was at Matts all weekend. And you know how it is.

sorry #2, this is a horribly designed page of "comic".

Promise #1: Yea, so Ill post another comic tomorrow to make up for not posting on friday and hopefully it will be slightly more visually exciting than this one. :P

comic #197

2006-05-12T20:05:00.001+12:00

Howdy all. Wow. the comic rankings going all over the place. one moment its on 2000, next day its on 1888.

Anyways. STILL working on the cartoon that I mentioned earlier in the month. Confidential about what its about. nothing to do with Steve so dont expect a feature length animation anytime soon. I have been thinking of doing that. Get a bunch of friends to do the voices. I cant really think of anyone to do Steves voice though. I want Orlando bloom to do my voice. So I sound sorta high breathed and arrogant sounding. "pahhst mhe theh RING FrOod0.", "Mhy FATHER was not ah PirATe. AAARR. oops, sorry, I learnt that off my father."

cool phrases of the week: awesome by association. Awesomeness on a stick. You and I are mortal but rock and roll will never die.

HAPPY SMURFING BIRTHDAY NICOLIAN.

( He smurfed all the smurfing smurf berries.)

comic #196

2006-05-12T20:05:00.000+12:00

Jarado (Jarjar) has been given a slight make over. Actually I dont know how slight because I couldn't be bothered going back and finding out what he looked like. Woops. Forgot to do spellcheck. Sorry Zara. Your Jedi has sinned. actually, You can see what I think about spellchecking if you look at the end lyrics for Reel Big fish- Nothin' . :P, ooh. its like a treasure hunt for Izaks opinions.

Well all this extra time to have a life has been used up wisely. Weeks been so busy I dont wanna talk about it. But what I can say is, I have enjoyed Surfing over all my fave webcomics (Meowza, Punks and Nerds to name a few.) and discovering a couple of new ones,(Stuff sucks, girly, jamie dee,).

Keep on rockin'.

2006-05-09T19:49:00.000+12:00

Battle field 2 Is Kick ass! Multi player is so cool. Such a good stress relief.
"Boom! Head shot! Thats what you get for dropping a tank on my head!"

Anyway. Sorry I didn't post yesterday, the comp was taken over by Ben (my brother). Been playing Red Alert 2 like crazy. Clocks the Skirmishes in 15 minutes, can last without getting one guy killed. Thats just nuts. My games usually last 40 minutes.

Sorry, no colour, nothing fancy, been waaaaay to busy with stuff.

It seems as though, some people didnt have much of an idea of what was going on in the last comic. They were investigating the murder of Tess's father. Clears stuff up? it wasnt just A comic that had nothing to do with the story line. I would usually announce it if it was.

anyway, heres the next installation of the story.

George Watched the boats load up with people. A faceless mass, all with separate lives and dramas, all thinking they’re the center of the universe. In fact this was all very untrue, the world revolved around only one person, and had been for at least the past 80 years. But this is getting off track; let us go back to George.
He was so bored and sleepy he barely noticed the man in the slick suit walk towards him. The man looked fake. As if his whole being was a masquerade. Pretending what he wasn’t. He was dosed in blood, all the way down his ripped front, splashing onto his pants.
The man flashed George a quick grin.
“Would you be interested in selling me that wheel chair kind Sir?” Nick prompted.
“Kind Sir?” George said “You haven’t heard my answer yet. Noo. I won’t.”
“But what If I offer you what you have always wanted most?” Nick Grinned again.

--to be continued.

comic #194

2006-05-05T21:22:00.000+12:00

urg. This comic got deleted when it was almost finished. Basically making this past week a waste of time to do the comic.Oh well.
Quick note: I have a live journal now! Woot. Theres the linky thing for it on the side bar there. Check it out. Ill be sticking doodles and what not that dont have to do with Steve on there.

Sorry bought the colouring on this one. Just testing out different styles, seems as though I ended up with the "Little kid with felt tips to lazy" sorta effect. Shoulda just stuck with the blood. Much more effective and less annoying to do.

Steve: the next generation?

2006-05-03T22:46:00.000+12:00

For a while I have been thinking of an art shift, basically making all the characters look less manga and more real(ish). So heres the first sketch. Im gonna do tess and the rest of the team next. Notice he has started to grow stubble? Little Steve is starting to finally grow up('bought tiume to. hes like what? 16?)
Been semi working on tomorrows strip. I have been burning most of my time animating, I forgot how fun it was. Im being a lot more adventurious with my camera angles and effects now that I have grown confident in my drawing.
So check this space tomorrow for the next instalation of Izak*Steve. Murder mystery anyone? CSI Piss take anyone?

"Wait! This bit of glass imbedded in her forhead must be from the get away vehicle! Take it down to the lab and get it checked out!"....Later, at the lab: "The glass checks out, from a car with the registration number: PA314." "My God! Thats the registration number of the guy whos sleeping with my wife! Shes in danger!" "Idiot."...How did they figure out the number plate from a piece of broken glass? The plot thickens (actually the plot is really quite diluted. Stupid made for TV trash, goes for all crime scene investigation programs.) (haha, now everyone hates me.)

comic #193

2006-04-29T22:33:00.000+12:00

Last night me and Matt drew this. I started at about 1:30 Am, finally(mostly) finished it at 5:30 am. not getting to sleep till 7Am. waking up at about 10Am to my phone buzzing. Matt didnt make any signs of life until shortly after 1pm.

So enjoy the fruits of sleeplessness(that a word?).

the "trip"

2006-04-29T22:30:00.000+12:00

I wrote this on the actuall days. Poorly done but itl give you a vague Idea what I didnt get up to.

Day 1:Frig. I hate this place. Everything rattles, vibrates and clanks. Im surprised I haven’t been sea sick yet. The whole ship sways from side to side the whole time. I have stayed out of everyones way mostly, not wanting to start some awckward conversation like ~ “So, your coming on a trip with us?”… “It looks that way doesn’t it. No! Actually, wait, Im not staying, Im going to swim the whole way back when I get bored of this place.”
This is a real introduction I did by mistake ~ “so whats your name?”… “Izak.”… “well, im pleased to meet you.”………..”Good!”… I had conversationalists block.

Day 2: Slept marginally well. Waking every so often. No reception on phone. Sucks, since I don’t have anyone to bug but myself. Fell back into self pitying sleep after breakfast. Woke up0 and realized the enginges had stopped and we were in sight of land and dots of houses. JOY! Reception! When we got into port we go in for a walk around. Note: No matter where you go, theres always a pack of girls, and behind them is always two guys, doing their best to look cool and in control (which they aren’t)… Went to a spooky church place. It looks the sorta place you go to kill innocent ghouls attending AA meetings. Theres even the obligatory dead tree, piles of yellowy dry crackly ;eaves. The pews are the same butt numing ones you find at every church. But these ones have a twist. In the chair back rests are smoothed triangular things, poking out as sort of deviders between people. Most likely they have had problems with people getting cuddly during church (Didn’t stop the two people in they’re twenties in front of me). It also makes a pretty good wake up call for people falling asleep not paying attention to where they’re putting their shoulder blades . I did not experience either of these problems

Day 3: MISSING
Day4: MISSING

Now for the seriel:

The Mangled wreck pulled up to the dock side, squealing and dribbling a nice neat line of petrol behind it. It spurtered, wheezed, gasped, then finaly drew its last breath. Shame really.
Nick Jumped out, radiating cool as if nothing was wrong. Two people walked past, genuinely impressed by the car. They saw a nice newly waxed and polished car and a blond bomb shell sitting coulee in the passenger seat.
Ester was pale faced, her redish hair falling in disarray around her cheecks. She was splattered with blood, her sleeves were soaked. It had congealed and deep crimson, and had started to go crusty.
Nick looked at the people, they see what they want to see. As do all people. Ignoring the ugly details of life.
He flicked a piece of imaginary dust of his new suit and walked over to a man in a wheel chair. The man watched people walk by, staring at the boats pulling in and pulling out, ferrying people onto the outlying islands.

--to be continued.

what happened to me

2006-04-29T01:47:00.000+12:00

Or more to the point, how much my week sucked. Wow, thats a really original subject for a blog. Im gonna rant!Woot. and nobody will read it!
actually. I dont even wanna talk about it now. Screw ships.
But what I do wanna say is this, comics now updated mondays and fridays(and possibly inbetween). Ill probably still post most days but Im cutting back on the comics for the following reasons,
A: Its not about quantity, its about quality.
B: I really dont have much time anymore
C: .......I dont know....

but what you will see improved is,
A: better drawing in general.
B: more detail to backgrounds.
C: Typos and spelling mistakes corrected.
D: Possibley more colour (Even though I like the black and white approach, it just works so well.)
E: itl make more sense cause im not just beefing it out without thinking.
F: More time to make sure everything has continuety.
G: more brilliant plot twists and ideas (meaning I ask keir for more brilliant plot twists and ideas)
H: (wow I made it to 'h'!)

anyway. Still havent thought of a new name for the series. Izak*steve isnt really a good name for a comic, maybe a good name for a blog though.suggestions please......NOW.

comic #192

2006-04-27T18:22:00.000+12:00

Pale faced, and swaying, the boy was lead down the corridor. The putrid smell of extra strong disinfectant and diesel oil permeated everything. The boy fell sideways, smacking his shoulder on the wall of the hallway. He was lead up some steep stairs, then out into a room which looked like it was the storage room of some studio or hall.
When ‘they’ weren’t looking he ducks between some boxes and a small side door, he opened it and ran out, not looking where he was going. He looked up, finding himself on a stage; blinding lights were shining on him. He squinted. Millions of faces stared at him. Some of the front row was shocked by his disheveled and sickly looking appearance.
Coughing a bit, he walks to the stand, where a man stood. He was dressed in military looking clothing, and had a small toothbrush moustache. The boy nudged the man till he got out of the way, medals clinking.
The boy looked up at the crowd. A solemn silence fell, a hush in the crowd.
His faced cracked into a beaming smile, “FREEDOOOOOOOM!!!!”
He winked at the military looking man and scampered back off stage.
Hitler, having no idea what just happened, blinked a couple of times then went back to his speech on destroying everyone.

Just something that popped into my head as I got off the ship. Enough said. Till tomorrow.

thoughts

2006-04-21T17:32:00.000+12:00

Ok peoples. Im being whisked away tonight. Shall be gone till wednesday or thursday. I cant say were Im going since thatl Jeprodize the mission. But All I can say is that I should have lots of time to draw, thus updating the comics a whole lot on thursday.
Miss you already.

P.s. scary movie 4 is good. A wee bit to Imature in its humour but still good.(what?Izak has a mature sense of humour? I thought he was One of those guys that would laugh at a poop joke.. Well I dont...Unless it has big words used right before hand. :P

So I suggest everyone reads Apples blog until I get back :), or catch up on Zaras steve chronicals. (Both very good things, deserving the respect their due for their creativity)

2006-04-19T20:37:00.000+12:00

ok, I heard it again. But the baby voice sounded more like a cheap recording done in an extremely hollow room. wait.....all rooms are..oh never mind. I heard it, but at least im not as freaked out as I was last time. Ill be going on an adventure with it soon enough. It will tell me to go in the big creepy wardrobe with all the fur coats. when I get right to the back and realize theres not another world back there it will be to late. The voice would have locked me away, shipped me to china, and no one shall ever hear from me again. Dont ask why im in china. Dont know why the stupid voice didnt send me to haiwaii or something. But I guess cokes more expensive over there or something.

link to when I firtst talked about the 'voice' : http://izaksteve.blogspot.com/2006/04/comic-181.html

bwa haha. check em out. note: this comic is no longer updated:

http://newjoshbabes.comicgenesis.com/

comic #190 #191

2006-04-19T19:45:00.000+12:00

Irew these comics while sitting bored in the car. Groan. im lee tired.Well, take a nap..THEN FIRE ZE MISSILES!

Did I mention the story is a love story? No? ok.

Jason threw the phone down in exasperation. No one knew where Ester was. He ran out to his car. He ran back inside and got his keys then ran back out to the car. He would try some of the places they would always go. She probably got upset about something and ran off. But that wasn’t like her at all…
Near the water front was a look out on the top of a hill. In the center was a huge stone pillar, commemorating war veterans and their fallen comrades. Around it was beautiful ornamental streams and freshly cut and weeded gardens. Paths weaved in and out. Jason and Ester had gone here often when they had just wanted to enjoy each others company, without any hustle or bustle from the rest of the world. He rushed around the paths until he was sure she wasn’t there. As he jogged back to his car puffing and trying to catch his breath, he looked over at one of the many parks bench’s that lined the paths. He remembered holding her one evening, looking over the glistening water below. He had remembered saying that he would never loose her, and he would always protect her. She had looked up at him, put her arms around his neck and kissed him gently. She said she trusted him, with all her heart.
He’d be damned if he would loose her…

--to be continued.

comic #189

2006-04-18T15:50:00.000+12:00

ok, quick thought. We have to get the kitty "fixed" as it were. And it suddenly struck me, why is it called getting "fixed", if anything its getting "disabled". at the very nearest it could be called "fixing the problem" but thats about it.

Im going to do some more comics similiar to this one. full page stuff.

official intro

2006-04-17T22:11:00.000+12:00

Well here it is, all 418 frames of it. The official Izak*Steve intro and trailer. I'll post an updated link if I do any major changes to it. it'll be available through the banner at some stage, meaning as soon as I can be bothered.

p.s. please excuse me, The text for the preloader is white/the same colour as the background so its invisible. 56k modems be patient.

http://img86.imageshack.us/img86/4391/newsteveintro5ep.swf

Music by Prodigy.

animation by yours truly.

comic #188

2006-04-16T15:06:00.000+12:00

This ones sorta based on an experience I had once. It was a couple of guy fawks ago, and my brother was getting a bonfire started, So he poured petrol all over it, emptying the entire bucket. I was sitting about 3 metres away from it. So he gets a flare out (expired police issue ones that you see around car crashes), Lights it up, and then biffs it into the very middle of the pile. I felt this huge "Whoomp" a wall of hot air rushes past, and a hug blue mushroom of fire leaps up and a second layer, spreads like water right round the perimeter of the bonfire, practically scorching my feet off.
Unfortunately I totally faild to capture this image when they blow up the car on the comic. Meh.

By this stage Esters boyfriend had finished rehearsing in front of the mirror. He called her phone and had found it dead, a non existent number. He had phoned her work and the king receptionist had said that she had walked out of a board meeting hours ago and had not been seen since. Quite concerned at this stage he had finally rung her apartment and then as a last ditch effort, her mothers house *shivers*.

--to be continued.

comic #187

2006-04-16T14:53:00.000+12:00

This is the last of the "side" comics. just a part 1 and 2 thing.That is the classic way of getting out of anything. Jumping through closed windows. So if you brake your neck at the bottom, they probably wont even remember what you were talking about before you jumped.

The bloodied hand which was resting on the brake, shot up, expertly righting the car up, the left passenger door scrapped on the brick wall, the car bounced slightly then skidded into the center of the road.
Ester realized she hadn’t done anything; she looked up at nicks semi-decapitated head,
It grinned back at her. No longer could you see a broken jaw, red sinew and skull.
“Well that was fun now wasn’t it?” Nick grinned at her.
Ester did the sensible thing and passed out.

--to be continued.

comic #186

2006-04-16T14:39:00.000+12:00

this comic (and the next) dont do anything to the continuety of the story line, their just a little filler I dreamt up. I was trying to work on the female figure, and as you can see from the 8th frame, its starting to really shape up(ahh, double meanings). Its really weird though, when you start drawing girls to get all their angles right, you always get a nagging feeling your being a pervert. Oh well, its all for the greater good.

the story continues...

Blood started dripping onto her arms. The body slumped onto her, she squealed a bit. Ester fumbled desperately for the hand brake. She couldn’t get to it, a cold lifeless hand covered it. She desperately looked up and saw they were on the wrong side of the road, She pulled to the left, a truck clipped the back corner. The lights smashed out of the back and the bumper fell off. They went into a spin, around and around, down the middle of the road. On one side was a giant wall of rock and clay, and the other was a short brick wall which separated them from falling down a short cliff into the rocks and sea water at the bottom.

--to be continued.

warning

2006-04-13T22:41:00.000+12:00

After spending most of forever to fix the stupid site, Im thinking of using this as an excuse to move to a new website, give the comic series a new name, look, etc. for now im going to scout around, see what I can find, maybe move to a proper comic hoster like keenspot. Thank goodness I got the shoutbox up and running.Ill anounce the big move if it ever happens, Dont worry, I would never ditch you guys.
P.s. People give me ideas for new names!!!

Yours faithfully, truly, honestly tired, Izak Flash man

wow, oldschool

2006-04-13T10:16:00.000+12:00

Its even in colour. whoda thunk it. I found it lying around in the bowls of the computer. It is prettyy old, but I love the first frame, the proffesor looks pretty alright. Its kinda fun looking at things I did ages ago, I found this one pic, pretty awesome, "life in the year twenty ten.", I wish I knew what I was going to do with that, it looks kinda cool for its time.
so probably over the next couple of days while I recupirate Ill post some of my old junk to keep everyone interested. ok, somebody tell me, is the sidebar pushed all the way down the bottom on your screen? and is all the text in bold for the past couple of posts? My computers going nuts.

P.s. yea, I havent forgotten about the story, Im working on it.

haha

2006-04-12T17:46:00.000+12:00

Matt, your past is coming back to haunt you. So the question you must ask yourself..feeling LUCKY punk? :P, this is an old animation Matt did a while back, I am a witness, I was there, humpty was PUSHED!
So check it out, I found myself laughing. Crappy animation, but still funny.

http://img153.imageshack.us/my.php?image=tamakazitheplacetobe8dk.swf

My eyes stinging from spending to much time on the computer. I think Ill go draw now. Laters.

comic #185

2006-04-11T20:40:00.000+12:00

well. There goes an hour of LOTR comedy in a blink of an eye. No one shall ever see hat cartoon, and its all this computers fault.
Ok, Im going to try and get through the comics like this now. maybe everything will pick up soon. maybe not. I feel sorta sad that this is the way the comics are going. Stamped out by the tyrany of education. Almost poetic. almost but not quite.
Im dreading pulling myself away from the computer and doing physics. Im procastinating. Im...Im.... Not in a good mood...

Current mood: "slightly insane, angry, depressed, confused and wants a hug."

Currently listening to: the voices inside my head.

Quote of the day: "You really ARE f***ing insane!" by Dane cook.

still wants a hug. yours sincerely
Izak Flash Man.

comic #184

2006-04-10T19:32:00.000+12:00

If anyone was curious. I was the one who voted for "Nah its all good they suck anyway.". Im glad I was the only one that clicked that. But Im also not very happy with the out come. MAjority of votes want me to carey on doing daily updates. And to be honest, Thats going to be impossible. unless I start making enough money from this project to keep me alive for the next 60-70 years of my life (which it isnt). Mums really pushing the school work now. Doing it around the clock. Surprising I even got a comic done today to be honest. The comics are going to start coming not as often as it did. I cant keep up the pace.
SKREW THIS. I CANT WORK WITH THIS. I CANT WORK WITH THIS IMPASSIVE BRICK MICROSOFT CALLS A COMPUTER. I CANT. I CANT. I CANT. If this frecking post even works that is. I hate it all. I just cant stand anything. erg. period. done. no more. skrew it all.
Go check out zaras latest steve chronicle. It rocks. As it always does.
Go see Kei-uh, I mean, APPLES new blog. its pink and perty.:P.
Go see the world. Get away from the computer. Fall in love. crack jokes. get a life. if you already have one, inrich it. Make friends, play Touch the person on the head with a gerkin. Throw mash potatoes against a wall. Draw everything you have ever wanted to draw. Lie in the middle of a field, staring up at the stars with the person you care for most. and dream, always dream. Dream of the future. Hold her tight and never let go.
Get a drivers license, then take public transport so you meet random oddballs. Sleep in so you get a major headache when you get up. Feed the homeless. Go to a third world country, and do the best you can for who you can to make a better tomorrow.

.....big brothers mental note to self, buy kitty litter and deflea cat......

ahem. where was I. aww frig. that realy put me off. Ben and his cat. Pah. uuuuuuuh. oh yes. aww man. I was in a really poetic mood before he came in. oh well. its gone now.

quote of the day: "Sometimes your biggest fans are your bestest friends."

I may be going mental, but its nice to see you guys still hang around. High Five, Matt, Nicolian, Phill, Keir, Zara, Robby, Cait, and whoever else I forgot. lol. oops. I should really think hard before I post this. meh.

comic #182 #183

2006-04-07T22:01:00.000+12:00

Hey howdy ho all. Woops a daisy, woopsy doopsy, …Ok, that had to be the gayest intro I have done in a while. Gay, in the extremely happy way, not the sexually attracted to the same gender way. How come quires always take all the cool words?? I would love to just walk into a crowd and say “Is everyone having a gay old time? I am!” and not get funny looks. And now you just laugh at kids on playgrounds saying “I wanna be the biggest queen of the WORLD.”
And you know you just wanna be like the old beano/dandy comics and say “ooh eer, I’m feeling kind of quire today, mumsy, I must sit in bed all day, away from.. SCHOOL.” *winks at camera* *cue canned British laughter*. Gosh, those were useless comics, I don’t ever remember laughing at one of those. I was like nine, thinking to myself “Not even 8 year olds would laugh at this! Stupid immature basher.”
It’s a bit like those stupid syndicated comics. Actually, I’m just saying that because im jealous they actually get paid to do comics and I don’t. All I have to rely on is people clicking on my Google ads. Wink….*Nudges in ribs*

She went to squirt Nick’s cheek.
The side of his head exploded. The drivers door window exploded, blood and shards of glass splattered out onto the rapidly moving pavement outside.
Ester screamed. The gun, which seemed a lot more menacing now, fell from her shaking hands. She covered Her mouth. She couldn’t stop staring. The pun struck home. Who was steering the car? She grabbed the wheel, And started reaching for the handbrake.

--to be continued.

comic #181

2006-04-06T20:37:00.000+12:00

Public service message: Feel alone in the world? Think theres no one out there that loves you? Well guess what! Stop being such a angst little twerp about it because now (new from moose) is this!My words of encouragement(tm).
Theres those song lyrics "Everybody loves somebody sometime"

Well its true, and chances are somebody, somewhere out there has loved you. You might not know it but theres some creeoy stalker guy out there writing your name over and over again in their text books cause they cant think of anything better to do. Oh that just reminded me, For all of those that read the shout box, You may have noticed I went ape because my computer supposedly "SPAKETH"(or spoke) to me. Well it did, it was a sorta highish baby voice, and was freaking out. "Help me" then that was it. I did alt-ctrl-Delete to see what programs were running, nothing out of the ordinary. We are infested with some nasty viruses though, damn hotmail. So my hearts been hammering over all this. I dont like being in the room alone with the computer incase it tells me the secret of the universe and I forget. Actually, more likely, I dont want the computer to grasp my thigh obtrusively. ANYWAY. Back to my public service announcement. Girls! This ones for you, the ones that think they look like a monkeys B-hind. You DONT. Its physicaly impossible to look like an apes posteriar. When a guy falls in love with you, no matter what you look like, the more we look at you, the prettier you become. After A while you look like a goddess and we have to be tied to a table or something so we dont do anything rash. So dont worry about looks, as long as you have a beautiful personality everything else will just come free with the package. GUYS, You might get down in the dumps and stuff, and think you look hidious as well. But to be honest, most unshallow girls dont just go for looks anyway, their not turned on the same way as guys. I think Thats something both sexs should understand. I could go into this deeper but Ill leave it for another time.

Batman 2

2006-04-06T08:45:00.000+12:00

Just when you thought things couldnt get any more wack, I had to just post ANOTHER batman rip off thing. It features robin(again), and it doesnt have anytalking, just a lot of giggling(It might not be me doing the giggling...or IS IT.). This is something else I did with matt, so I cant be completely blamed for how odd this is.

keyword: Stumps??

http://img335.imageshack.us/my.php?image=macb4erteth6wr.swf

comic #180

2006-04-05T17:19:00.000+12:00

OK, Im gonna try and do a lame joke marathon, Only rules are that I have to find them amusing, but not the majority of other people. I already did one yesterday, so, an entire week of lame *but funny in a warped way) jokes.
Dont you just love typos? I have said some pretty crazy stuff in my time just because of some misplaced fingers(eww, inn joke). Like for example, if your trying to ask someone to marry you over MSN, and just as your writing marry, the cat jumps onto your lap and you get momentarily distracted and It comes out:

And how does that make you...feeeel says:
Would you marrinade me? pretty please. XD, jjks, rofl, lol, lmao, lotr, sos, pms, sms, thingyanddis.

Ok, thank goodness I have THAT over with. Now to the story...

Nick grind at her for a second,
“ Ok, to put your mind at rest, I’m not going to kill you.”
Ester looked slightly relieved, and made to get out of the car.
“But,” Nick said quickly, “Only if you do exactly what I tell you. Once Im done ill let you go about your merry little life again.”
Ester slumped back into the chair.
“ You still haven’t told me what your going to do.”
Nick seemed to not even hear her say anything, instead he put his hand into his pocket and withdrew a sleak powerful looking pistol, Without even looking away from the road he squeazed the trigger.
Ester gasped. Then brought her hand up to her face, She felt a wet dribble go down her forhead.
“Water?” she breathed.
“Water.” He said, then started laughing to himself.
Ok, Ester had had enough of these mind games. She swatted the gun out of his hand, it landed by her feet.
“awwww” he crooned “ don’t need to be like that. Go on, you can play with it.”
She gazed daggers at him for a second, then turned and tried getting out of the car. The central locking was on, and she was having a blond moment. Meaning she didn’t realize you had to click the little button back to unlock the door. She rattled the handle a bit then Had a hissy fit at it. Screaming and whacking at the glass. No one on the side walks seemed to notice.
She gave up, out of breath and frazzled.
“come on, try out the gun, itl cheer you up. I hate it when I have grumpy hostages.” He gave her a friendly smile, she ignored it. Then picked up the gun.

--to be continued.

comic #178 #179

2006-04-04T19:52:00.000+12:00

Ok, Im not really meant to be online right now, so Ill make this snappy. Oh oh. Ok, I only know one other person that laughed at this rediculius joke. Ok, Im in the van heading up to the steels(sand mine) and im drawing a watch onto robert (the time was 11:88) since thats a normal thing around here,*shifty eyes*. And anyway, its a special ink pen with a really pointy nib, and it didnt wont to work on his skin,
Izak "the pen doesnt want to work on your skin."
Rob "Its quite a picky pen isnt it."
Izak "Haha. a PICKY pen, get it??" *taps nose with pen and goes into hysterical fits of laughter*

lol, get it, GET IT! picky pen. PICKY..PEN!!awwwwwwwwwww, gawd. Me and my useless sense of humour.
Personal notice: No one bother txting me for the next week or so. Dads got me phone. grr him and his meager attempts to squash my social and personal life!Well, he hasnt heard of MSN has he.muahahaha!Actually, that seems to be locking up my comp lately. And yes nicolian.soon.Sooooon the creation shall be...started.lol. *brain thing*.

comic #177

2006-04-03T23:08:00.000+12:00

Wo! Dude! Its already the 3rd!How the heckaroo did that happen? I missed Steves birthday completely! its on the 2nd for all those unobservant people.
That second pic is something my brother hand drew, and I traced it and stuff on the computer, those curves are really hard to capture. Its not completely finshed, as you can see the holes in the R are a bit to equal and it makes it look sorta like a button. It says "taylor made" by the way. I think thats a rockin name, I was toying with it for a while for a logo but it seems as though Bens beaten me to the chase. That phrase doesnt really make sense, how do you "beat someone to a chase"? Isnt that a little like putting taxes on taxes?(which they already do) Or isnt it like "Ill swim you to the backstroke!", whoever made those up obviously doesnt know anything of the english language or grammer...Oh wait..I made them up.haha, I get it now.Never mind. *shifty eyes*...*jumps out through safety glass of moving train*(inn joke).

“Like my car?” Asked Nick. He had his hand in his pocket, Where the gun probably was. Ester gave him the silent treatment.
Nick shrugged. He didn’t really care what she thought of his car anyway. Girls never know anything about cars other than the colour. In fact she knew exactly what it was, dodge viper GTS. One of only eight in the country. He gestured towards it and it unlocked and made a little chirp sound.
“Get in. It’s comfy.”
Ester was about to tell him that she didn’t care HOW cute he was, she wasn’t getting in that car, when she found her legs walking towards it involuntarily.
Once she had let go of the door and was sitting in it grumpily inside the sleek vehicle Nick looked over.
“I guess you want to know EXACTLY what your doing here and why I choose you?”
She glowered at him.
“Yes.” She said, almost spitting.

--to be continued.

batman 1

2006-04-03T09:16:00.000+12:00

You guys thought I was just joking and trying to gain attention with the batman thing didnt you?DIDNT YOU!Well something really did burst out of his stomach!And Batman realy DID say cheese!!*ahem* Just click this link to find out for yourself (sorry lower speed internets.)

Its really odd, but I wont to do some more. Batmans just such a funny subject!

**Updated link and cartoon** If it paused half way through last time it should work now.(stupid preloader)

http://img107.imageshack.us/my.php?image=batman3mb.swf

comic #175 #176

2006-04-02T14:19:00.000+12:00

Ok, Im trying to write something funny but matts putting me off. Partly because hes learning the Jurrasic Park theme song (at my request admittedly). Gosh, that really brings back memories. I have the special limited edition of that movie. Its awesomeness on a stick. Part three had potential to be pretty good, but it just get up to it. For its time jurrasicpark was quite ground breaking. Anyway, enough reminising.

These comics were meant to be posted yesterday (for april fools) but yea. I didnt have time to post them.Read both of them carefully, and in the right order. I was being pretty cheap when I drew them but oh well.

comic #174

2006-03-31T19:13:00.000+12:00

Gosh, izaks drama of the day:
izak inocently picks up the tube of tartair sauce to put on his fish. A splattering of the stuff goes on his fingers and a peice of fish falls on his lap. Not knowing what to deal with first he goes for the fish, as he picks it up a mosqieto buzzes up to his neck to do some french kissing with his veins. Izak instantly repulsed at this affection slaps his kneck to get rid of the offending creature. Totally forgeting that he was holding a peice of fish maranated in sauce.
Whos the winner here America? Deffienetly not me anyway.

Ester shook her head. Why had she walked out of the board room? Why had she had the one thought in her mind that it might be a good idea to go to the water front? A sleek rather good looking man stood in front of her. He gave her a broad grin.
“No doubt your wondering why you’re here.”
“Uh..” she started.
“you’re here to do exactly as I say without questioning what I say.”
“And what..”
“So undress right NOW.” He said with a straight face. He burst out laughing.
“I’m just kidding.” He smiled “But I’m not about the gun in my pocket.”
She visibly relaxed. She didn’t mind dieing in public but shed be damned if she would be naked in public.
“Who are you anyway?” she said, starting to look angry. The confusion and shock starting to wear off.
“Just call me Nick, Demon at your service.” He bowed low, then looked up through the hair that had fallen in front of his eyes,
“actually, your at mine.”

--to be continued.

comic #172 #173

2006-03-30T18:19:00.000+12:00

four more then Im back on track. Ok, for all those that are burdened of knowing me personally this is what I wont to happen at my funeral.
When I die, spend all my money on a huge partay(cause parties are lame.), I wont everyone to partay it up, maybe use the kariokie machine to talk about Some of my halirious shenanigans (braking tables in half, Falling down a hill backwards by mistake, falling down stairs backwards by mistake etc. etc.). I wont everyone to come away from it going, "duude that rocked. Izaks funeral kicked ass...What? You didnt come? You missed the coolest partay/funeral of the year man! Your such a noob if you didn't come.
And since she bagsed it, itl be a joint funeral for me and Keir, since she will be in the same car as me at the time of our death (we'll be coming back from delivering Matts millions (inn-joke)). So hopefully lots of her friends will be attending, and also hopefully some of my dorky friends(I dont really mean that) will get hooked up, and everyone will come out a winner! Except for me and keir, Who will probably be wondering why someone hadnt replaced the bulb at the end of the tunnel. Stupid selestiel handymen. Probably got caught in rush hour limbo or something.

comic #171

2006-03-27T21:14:00.002+12:00

Oh my friggin gosh. I was doing an image search for buddhism and muslim religous Icons. One of the first pictures for the muslim search(where is that Iraqi boy?) was rather rivolting. It was pictures of the war in Iraq, it was truley nausiating. I Sorta regret doing (sorta) groosim comics now that I have seen what a real human looks like with their heads blown off. War is not a good thing.

Quote of the day: Make war not love, its safer....wait.

Listening to:"somebody hates me" by Reel Big Fish.

The man got up, threw his rubbish in a convenient bush and walked towards the woman. Now would be a good time to learn their names, his would be hard to pronounce in any human tongue so for now his name will be nerkicontrivenickes, or Nick for short.
Hers was a rather boring, normal name in comparison, Ester Harding. He was alive when the Greeks had first thought of philosophy. She was alive when rock stars thought it was cool to wear skin tight leopard skin jump suits.
Nicks life had been spent running, chasing, twisting, and in general, being a scourge to human history.
Esters life had been spent running away from, and chasing boys in her teenage years. She was currently going steady with a rather nice guy who was currently asking the mirror to marry him in different tones of voices and muttering “No that’s not right... Got to make it really nice, but not whiney or pleading.”
He stopped in front of her; she was staring blankly through him. Her eyes started to focus on him.

--to be continued.

comic #170

2006-03-27T21:14:00.001+12:00

shhhh, doing stuff. :P, actually watching every prodigy video ever made but same diff. The new voodoo people video is still my favourite. Its interesting to see how
the videos have gotten better over the years.

2006-03-27T21:14:00.000+12:00

Woot, two in one day. Also today I added a poll box thingy, Ill ask cuting edge questions like...Like... I dont know, ill find something.
This is quite a small section of the story. Since I already did I bit today and this is as much as I have done so far :P.

Near the water front munching on a Bk Double cheese burger sat a man. He had a Trench coat on and a jet black brief case beside him on the bench he was sitting on. This time most fan girls would have to admit, he was pretty good looking. His jet black hair was jelled and the fringe struck up, spiked slightly. He finished his burger, and started to sip away at his coke and chips. They were far to salty. He rubbed his hand on the side of his black jeans, as he did this he looked up to see a woman in her mid twenties, she wasn’t extremely pretty, but, in general she was pretty.

--to be continued.

comic #168

2006-03-27T17:11:00.000+12:00

Wootness!Lets get this rolling like a baby down a flight of stairs.
Its going to take forever to catch up. Im what, five comics behind. gosh.

Well, When You stay up all night txting you can take heart in the fact that the person you were talking to probably feels as screwed as you the next morning.

Urg, I wanna play oblivion. DAMN YOU MATT! Curses upon you and your tendency to get the coolest things EVER. Well I know how to combat this, *runs off to play morrowind*..*comes back and realizes itl never be the same again*..*cries*

The woman wasn’t what you would call a model, but in most ways her features were quite pretty. Either way it has nothing to do with the story, but guys like hearing those bits the best and I have to capture that side of the market somehow.
She was sitting in the board room. It was appropriately named she thought dryly.
The slightly balding man up the front was waffling on about a pie graph which held little or no interest to anyone. It was one of those days.
Her cell phone rang; she looked around embarrassed, apologized, Said she had turned it off. As she walked away to answer the call, half a dozen hands went into pockets and surreptitiously turned phones off.
“Hello?” she queried. The number didn’t look familiar.
A Coarse voice literally seeped out of the phone. It wound around her and started to sound smoother, lighter, she didn’t realize it was her talking now.
The phone slipped out of her hand. Being a new black stream lined phone, it smashed into pieces.
She walked down 10 stories, not bothering to use the lifts, she walked out without a backwards glance.
--to be continued.

ahem Comic #168.1

2006-03-27T10:25:00.000+12:00

Sorry bought that. Seems as though mister computer is having a bit of a B.F. . And mister izak is starting to loose hair over the whole debacle.
But anyway BEHOLD!For I now have beautiful sound! Rock on!!
I now can actually start the computer without it spitting ugly little red boxes at me.
Ill start doing the comics again sometime tonight (yea right Izak You said that in the last post and ditched us for days!).

<-- teaser (unfinshed) comic. Listening to: "we hate it when our friends become successful" by Reel Big fish

Quote of the day: "Well NOW you decide to work you stupid hunk of wires and sylicon."

comic #166 #167

2006-03-24T22:18:00.000+12:00

ok, not quite oodles. but Im doing the best I can. 3 more comics until Im completely up to date. Heck, theres comics that only update twice a week. This series would take FOREVER if it was done at that pace.Im thinking of cutting down the series to about the middle of next year. I cant keep this up for 5 years, I would just burn out.
Im also thinking of starting a mini series and another short story. I have always wanted to parody all those gaming web comics that you see everywhere. I mean WHY NOT?? They take the piss outa everything from LOTR to mario brothers. Why cant I do that to them? Actually, outer circle is forgiven, those guys rock.

Behold!!

2006-03-24T17:19:00.000+12:00

"Behold!For I have Flash!" and then there was a flash, and then light.
Wootness!Well expect to see oodles of comics later on tonight! Im over joyed, and if I didnt have to make dinner You would probably be looking at the next 2 comics by now. Its gonna take me a while to battle my way through the webcomic ranks again. what am I now? 2316th? Thats basically 1000 places back from where I was before my computer went haywire! Oh well.

This is the comic I was working on when the computer went down. Just before I published it I tried doing some drawing on flash, and oh my gosh, its frickin laggy!!Its gonna really turn me off doing this daily, but I shall press on! I think our computer lost ram somehow. I used to be a great believer of computers, I barely ever had a bad word against them until this one decided to go senile(yes for all those imature people out there, it does sound like infertile) on me.

Fatal error has occured

2006-03-22T16:09:00.000+12:00

The day Izak went crazy, or the day he went slightly more so.

Being her pushy uninformed self, Izaks mum was trying to get Izak to wipe windows and start everything from scratch. After much arguement, Izak finally did as she suggested. After he reformated C drive and reinstalled windows, He eagurly when onto the desktop to see if everything was ok...Everything wasnt ok. For a start off, everything had seemed to have slowed even more than it was BEFORE he started, Flash had completely decided to not work for anyone or anything thank you very much and as a further kick in the nuts it didnt believe it had a soundcard. After about three hours of trying to make different drivers work Izak tryed a hissy fit (since it ALWAYS used to work when he was a bratty little piker), He smashed his head on the computer desk on the way down and lands on a pile of conveniently dropped pins.
Exclaming with great enthusiasim Izak cried
"Oh I hate this frickin machine lets sell it for another and throw it down a flight of stairs(the old machine that is, not the new), and has anyone seen my bit of chipped tooth?"

Never fear, Im still drawing the comics, I just need to Find a good comp to use that has flash and a scanner(nudge nudge wink wink matt).
Also Im working on the Proper story line with Keir to get this comic in the right direction.

This comic really is a collaboration....Meaning I ask for ideas from Keir and steal ideas from Matt. :P

comic #163

2006-03-16T21:30:00.001+13:00

Woa!Two posts in one day. why am I doing this you ask?So someone can catch up..I like being cryptic.
Why does love have to be a frikin ocean!?!? I get sea sick. Is there some sorta message in that? No, just me ruining another perfectly good Metaphore.

comic #164

2006-03-16T21:30:00.000+13:00

Teddie is homesick for a place he’s never been. A poem…

If life is a beach who represents the sea weed?

How did the cow jump over the moon? He didn’t, It was filmed in a remote location on a rocky desert.

Treat your neighbour the way you want to be treated. What if your one of those people who cut themselves with razors just so they feel better?

What does death do on his vacations?

How many possible sentences can be formed with the English language?

Where do thoughts come from?

Do thoughts take up a different dimension? Cause I have never seen them in the current 7 that we already inhabit.

Can music really be made with maths?

There is no such thing as a wrong number. How can numbers be wrong?

Whats the answer to life? Figured out the question? Cause the answer is the answer you find to the question before you die.

Is the answer to this question no? yes, the answer to this question is no.

There are such things as stupid questions. The ones you never ask.

I lied, it wasnt a poem.
(if anyone can answer any of these questions feel free to post a comment.)

Yes, I know, two more comics. Our computers still lurching. When it can run flash properly again ill post them.

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they do. My computers lurching through life at about the same speed as an atari. Which is pretty slow, you could probably count how fast everything refreshes on your hands.I am still drawing the comics, so when the computers ok ill be ditching them all on.Ok, yea, the look of the comics getting better, I must admit. And after what Zara said I dont want to do a half ass job on them anymore. grrr her.I think its been getting better since I have been doing sketches by hand then scanning them onto the computer then flashifying(izak flash man, duh) them so they look finished and cool. and what about our good friend colour?...Screw colour.Lol, Im going to have to work it in somehow.Laters all. see you soonish.

comic #162

2006-03-16T15:53:00.000+13:00

Yes Keir, I know you live in a house. :p, an extremely creepy one by the looks of this comic.

final episode to the black box,(or IS it?dun dun duuuun.)

Prologue

Izak walked across the bridge. He was almost home. He crunched across the gravel, past the trees which were by now, almost bear of leaves. He didn’t notice them, He was thinking. They fell around him and crunched underneath his feet. He was happy, which was his usual disposition.
He went through the gate, it clicked behind him. Half the fence still hadn’t been painted.
When he walked inside, off the patio, he found his mother, tears streaming down her face.
“Where have you BEEN.” She yelled.
“Uh.” Started izak, but he was broken off by the tsunami of hugs formally known as mum.
“Music practice?” he managed to squeak.
She told him he had been missing for three days, there were search and rescue workers trawling for his body in the creek.
He walked into his room, having no idea what was going on. He set down his keyboard case onto the stands. He went to open the zips, he felt a wave of nausea and fear, he had a strange feeling there was something inside there he shouldn’t let out, what it could be he did not know.
He unzipped it.
Nothing happened.
He felt rather silly.
What would really be so life threatening in a jet black box or case.

-end

comic #161

2006-03-15T19:28:00.000+13:00

My gosh, I Copied the whole story of the boy and the black box onto Microsoft word, and by golly, how could anyone READ it?Its so full of mistakes but dont worry, its all corrected, and when the downloads are updated ill make matt put it in the specials folder, entire story, no spelling errors.

Thought stood until the car was far out of sight.
He swivelled around, jumped the ditch that ran along the side of the road. He slowly climbed over the fence that went around the field. Thought walked across the field towards the old wood shed. When he reached the door, which was swinging idly on its hinges, it would get half way then bounce off a tuft of weeds which had made their home in the centre of the doors path.
Thought stopped, took a perceptible breath then closed the door; it was hard enough to tear the weeds out of the way.
He held the door closed for a moment with his palm spread out on it.
Then he opened it.
A dank breeze came out of it at him. Inside was a concrete room, exactly opposite his door was another, and to the right, a hallway lead for miles, to the left a few doors down was a slightly wider room, it had a fan on the roof which swung slowly. A bare bulb fizzled.
“I thought you would never come.” A small Indian man came around the corner.
“Please, come in.” he said.
Thought walked into the hall way and followed the small man to the table.
“I’m sorry, I haven’t got anything prepared.” The man bowed slightly.
It was odd, seeing a grown man humbling himself to little more than a boy.
“Don’t apologise brother,” said the boy “for it is I who should apologise.”
“You have come to call in the favour?”
“Yes.” The boy dumped the box onto the table. Small voices hissed, like wind through the Bowes of a tree.
The man recoiled away,
“You cannot ask this favour of me!”
The boys face didn’t flicker with any sort of emotion,
“You do not need to fulfil any tasks, but only guard the box.”
The man shock gently.
“But what If I can not resist the voices?”
“You shall have to try. I have born them for far too long already.”
“But a millennium of evil is held inside the box.” Said the Indian man in what almost sounded like awe.
“And a millennium more is to be born.”

-the sort of end

comic #160

2006-03-14T20:12:00.000+13:00

For all those that hadnt figured it out, the last couple of comics yesterday were part of a special comic made for Matt, (woot, hes 17!), I promised him that He would be the only person laying eyes on them, but I was three comics behind.. So I lied. my bad. BUT. No one will be able to see the last 4 or 5 pages of that comic.muhahahaha, look on Ebay or trade me one day..
Man, I have been one busy son of a bee lately. Indian ink drawings, sketchs, charcoal, graphite. You name it, Ill discredit it. Also done the next coupla days comics. Its sorta curving towards me again. Been working on shading and stuff. slowly edging its way onto the people(youll see in tomorrows.).
Wow, its amazing how many hollow promises, plot twists, and dead ends I have made in the comic. Im gonna go back and collect them all up, and see if I can come up with plausable endings. The boy and the black box is almost at an end, thats should be pretty easy to finish, But I dont really want to finish it. Its the sort of story that mutates into an epic headache real fast. It would rock, if I was a good writer that is(thanks for the support Nicolean.).

comic #156

2006-03-13T18:14:00.000+13:00

At first the people tried making polite conversation with the boy,

"how are you?"
"How old are you?"
"whats your name?"
"where are you going?"
"Are you visiting realitives?"
"your not running away are you?"

All of these met a silent brick wall. The boy was content to just stair out the window, watching the country side slip away. When the couple asked for his name again, he idley looked at them.
He seemed like he was thinking about this question even though he made no gestures or movements.
"Thought." he said.
"What was that?" said the young woman in the passenger seat.
"my name is Thought." said the boy, with slightly more conviction.
"Oh really?Havent heard that one before. Its sorta like Hope, or Grace, I suppose. Why did your parents name you that?"
...... The boy, Thought, didnt answer any more questions.
The man said something, concerning the name, They both chortled to themselves. Thought remained oblivious to their quiet conversations.
A few hours past, and quite out of the blue Thought said,
"Stop here."
This made the couple jump, They werent expecting anything, so much as a peep to come from Thought.
"what? Right here in the middle of nowhere?" said the man.
And Indeed, it was The middle of nowhere, A hedge row stretched between two fields, a few sheep could be seen in the distante corner of the field.Large tufts of mountaines looking grass sprouted up Every so often between its lowland counter parts. Next to the hedge row a skwalled looking wood shed was lying in ruin. It was slowly turning organic.
Other than that there was nothing of interest.
Thought stepped out of the car, took the black box from the back of the car, walked across the road, Turned, and tipped his trucker cap at the couple.
They smiled and drove away.
"thank goodness, that kid was giving me the willies." said the chic, the man agreed.
Looking in the rear vision mirror the boy slowly dissappeared int othe distance.

To be continued.

comic #155

2006-03-11T21:52:00.000+13:00

Wow, I actually made it to the computer today. props to me I guess. I need them, Im le tired (well, take a nap..THEN FIRE ZE MISSILES.), bush walking. fun fun. The first couple of minutes are ok, then you realized your gonna have to walk back UP the hill to get to the cars.

oh dear, I was going to do the next part to the boy and the black box but it seems as though SOMEBODY wants to know what happened at hockey.

I have never liked hockey, in the 7 (or 8) years I have played it, I have never for one minute enjoyed it. It has been nothing but a black abses on the side of my life.
So Dad forces me to go (and I cant be bothered holding up arguments because when all my snappy comebacks dont force the other person into the corner I get bored.).
We go up, pay my registration fee(quite a bit may I ad), meet some old faces, make rude comments about how much I hate hockey.It allways feels sorta odd, people look at me and go "You dont like hockey?Why the hell are you here then?"
"Because I have no choice.What are you in for? Drugs?Misbehaviour?"
Then we meet the coach, which I had from last year. He delivours the same speach he gave last year,
"I dont mind swearing, as long as its only at yourself.It shows a competitve edge."
"my ass."
He then tells us to warm up by jogging right around the rugby/cricket/anything else that a barren peice of land can be used for.
So alright, we do that. Get back, and then he tells us.
"Now your gonna run around this field for 12 minutes, its a race, so who ever comes out in front at the end is obviously the winner. You should be able to do this, most competitive athletes can do this easily."
"Really?well if you see two competitive athletes tell me, I wanna see them run around a field full speed for 12 minutes. should we drink 2 liters milk first or is that later?"
Did you realize that the basic entry for military is to run a mile in five minutes? Now, Im pretty sure I could do that no sweat.(ok, maybe a little sweat).
But THIS?! Ok, when somebody tells me to do something, I generally do it, no matter how grudgingly. So im in the top five runners for the first 3 or 4 laps, running..around, and around. By this next lap, 5th I think, Im not feeling so good, my throat starts clenching and Icant breath, starting to throw up in my mouth, generaly odd stuff going on. So im like, screw this game, im not gonna throw up or die from lack of oxygen for this bitch or any of those stupid cricket players over there. So Im running all causual like, when I dart in behind the tree line and instantly collapse, now that felt good. I didnt care that I was being a panzy, or a sell out. Just lying there never felt so good.....Sooner or later some man came running over to make sure I wasnt dead, I guess this isnt a good earier to lye around motionless on, since half way through last year the head boy of the school had had a heart failure(more or less) playing soccer and dropped dead on the field..A while after I told the man that I was quite alright when my throat desided to open up again. One of the guys from my team came over, Josh, and told me to get up now and if I didnt the coach would come over and take a look. I said skrew him and this cruddy game, but I got up anyway. Walking in a wobbly line back to the team, the coach says to me, "might as well go back up.", I took this as an excuse to not come back(pobably a hint anyway), as I left you could hear him saying,
"I am quite dissapointed if no one could run for that long, now everyone get up, were gonna do some sprint relayes.". I went up, got my money back, I never turned back, I never regretted a thing.
Im not a runner, Im not a sporty person, I draw comics, I amuse people(hopefully).
For the first time in 8 years im not playing hockey.Woot!!

(sorry for some of the language I used, But this is one of the only things I hate with a vicious passion.)

comic #154

2006-03-08T22:42:00.001+13:00

Gosh, its sorta sad, I went back to the webcomic that started it all for me yesterday. One of my favourite series is ending, www.stubblecomics.com . This is the webcomic that made me really interested in making my own, I owe more to Josh Merman than he knows. Its sad sometimes to see how much stress hes under doing these projects. Im surprised he has enough energy to make them even.
Perhaps Im fortunate to only have a small (if any) fan base. No ones constantly bugging me, trying to dig into my personal life, or making mean comments behind my back except for matt. But we do that in equal doses so its ok, we all know who the brains of the opperation really is.Or at least he likes to think he knows :P, jjks.

Anyway, This is going out to all the other webcomics out there, "Skrew what people say about you!As long as you enjoy it, keep with it, If your running out of steam and only do it because everyone will send you hate mail if you didnt, same thing. Skrew them. You have a life to, and your obligated to live it your way, not everyone elses.

comic #152 #153

2006-03-08T22:42:00.000+13:00

Between school, paperrun(hell yea!Represent), odd jobs(making archives for fellow webcomics) and the liberal bowlfuls of work my parents dish me, I have barely ANY time at all to do the comics.
That throat thing that I mentioned with the last post called for reinforcments and took me out yesterday. Forgive me for am a human(who laughs at your misgivings to).
Since I started the comics my gaming life is practicaly non existent. Let me try and remember the last game I played...ok, I played maple story for about, 17 minutes at matts the other day so I would get to the new world before he did. Once I did and was running around looking at all the lego people Matt gave me the feeling he wanted me to leave so he could go look at it himself...I stayed long enough to be just anoying enough to keep the situation polite and under control. GOD, your brothers are now somewhere down on my hate list Matt, down below a slippery dick called David, who is in turn below barney.

Yes, the "what about my hair" thing is an injoke. The real robert is ABSESD with his hair, you see him enjoying the veiw out a window then you realize hes actually looking at HIMSELF in the window.
" Hey Robert, your meant to look OUT the window."
"Now what would be the point in that? Theres nothing worth looking at."
two naked individuals run past the window, A building explodes and a plane trying to do aireal stunts snaps in half and the pilot goes screaming to his doom from 12 thousand feet.