Thursday, December 21, 2006

comic #232

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.

Monday, December 18, 2006

comic #231


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!

Friday, December 01, 2006

comic #230


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.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Silence HUMAN


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.)

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Comic #229


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

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

artwork


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)

Friday, November 10, 2006

Comic #228


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

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

kick an emo in his pants day


(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.

Sunday, November 05, 2006

comic #227


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.

Saturday, November 04, 2006

comic #226


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.

Friday, October 13, 2006

comic #225


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

Monday, October 09, 2006

comic #224 1 year anniversary




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?

Friday, September 29, 2006

Comic #223


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

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Comic #222


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?

Saturday, September 16, 2006

comic #221


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.

Friday, September 08, 2006

comic #219 #220



enjoy. My eyes hurt.






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

Friday, September 01, 2006

Comic #218


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.

Friday, August 18, 2006

comic #216 #217



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

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Comic #215


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.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

comic #214

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.

Friday, July 28, 2006

comic #213


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.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Comic #212


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.

Friday, July 14, 2006

comic #211


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

Friday, July 07, 2006

Comic #209 #210



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

Friday, June 30, 2006

comic #208



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.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

Comic #207


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.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

comic #206


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.

Sunday, June 11, 2006


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.

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.

Friday, June 09, 2006

ouchy

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...

Monday, June 05, 2006

breather

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

Friday, June 02, 2006

Comic #203

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.

Monday, May 29, 2006

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

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

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

comic #199


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.

Monday, May 22, 2006

comic #198


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

Friday, May 12, 2006

comic #197


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


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'.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006


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.

Friday, May 05, 2006

comic #194


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.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Steve: the next generation?


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.)

Saturday, April 29, 2006

comic #193

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"

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

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.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

comic #192


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.

Friday, April 21, 2006

thoughts


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)

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

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



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.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

comic #189


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.

Monday, April 17, 2006

official intro

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.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

comic #188


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

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.