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