Comic #237

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

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

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