I still can't really let myself believe people actually read this. It's just an entirely stupid, useless sort of thing. It's like the Jerry Springer Show of Webcomics Nation.
But then, I always did like Springer.
Chapter Thirteen: alt.arts.poetry.gothic.self_important_dreck.
Inspired, I know.
Click here to read the chapter, or click the image. It's all up to you, baby.
Uh... hm. Y'know, when a five-year-old girl can walk off with half of the clothes you own, it's probably time to look into a little assertiveness training.
And on a special note, thanks to everyone reading my comics, especially my WCN stuff. It's nice to know all of this crazy crap is working.
Betcha thought I'd given up on this nonsense.
You would be wrong. I am tenacious.
Come join the fun, things just got illegal.
Do your part, kids. Make this one go viral with a vengence.
Now up on iFilm: A surprisingly awesome music video.
The Legendary K.O. - George Bush Don't Like Black People.
Now, for my part, I don't consider Bush a racist. I consider him grotesquely incompetent, the worst kind of sub-rational social Darwinist, and a disaster of a president I'll be I-Told-Ya-So-ing on my Republican friends and acquaintances until I fall into a grave. But you cannot deny the beauty of this beat.
Every God damned one of you had better remember the stink of this administration's flop-sweat the next time elections roll around. Don't you do this to our country ever again.
Page 17 is shamefully late, but up nonetheless. Rawk.
Click away for a look... and there's also a new sketch up in the Templar, Arizona sketchbook and unusually wonderful new fan art on the Fan Art page. Fun fun fun.
BUT NOT AS FUN AS CLICKING GOOGLE ADS AM I RITE
Yes, okay, I meme'ed. Piss off.
I do it once in a blue moon, all right? Besides, unlike that Which Care Bear Would You Be or What Flavor of Ice Cream Reflects the Conflicts of Your Immortal Soul nonsense, I was genuinely curious where I'd fall.
| You are a Social Liberal (81% permissive) and an... Economic Liberal (21% permissive) You are best described as a:
Link: The Politics Test on OkCupid |
Jeezum. You insist that universal health care should be compulsory and two men should have the right to fight each other to death in a cage match if they want, and suddenly folks are just slappin' LABELS on ya.
Page 16, ready for reading.
No, I didn't make a mistake. She's supposed to be that tall. She's a big gal. But I guess that's pretty obvious.
Big, big gal.
Click here to see. And don't forget that Google Ad love! A click means a lot.
Yeah, it's sort of a habit, now.
Creepy.
But Chapter Eleven, "The Calm Before the Shitstorm," is up and ready for reading. Catch it here!
The bright-eyed among us may have already noticed, but for the sake of full disclosure: I've added Google Ads to the bottoms of both my WCN features, Templar, Arizona and Playing with Dolls.
I will also take this time to very crassly point out that if you like what you see, you should probably click those ads.
It doesn't take any significant amount of your time, and it keeps me in ink.
This is a big, fat experiment, really, I'm still not sure if these things'll pan out. But I'll guess we'll see, huh.
EDIT: HOLY MOTHER OF GOD YOU ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL SHINING GOLDEN ANGELS. Google Ads stay. Click 'em from time to time when you visit, guys, okay? Keep it up, you've positively goddamn THRILLED me.
This will not become a habit. I swear to you.
This week's Templar is a couple of hours late, on account I noticed a glaring continuity error at the exact second I was about to upload the page and had to go back and fix it. It was pretty bad, even for me. But all that's over and done with, now. Read up.
Note the gathering storm in the form of a 300-pound half-Sicilian in Ben's bedroom doorway. I can not WAIT to get to her.
Hot dang, looks like I finally got my ass in gear. Make with the clicking.
All the old chapters have been moved over. I've also added a cast page, an about page, and some downloads, just to be thorough.
More chapters to come.
Copied OMG LOOTED from Juan Navarro, the SA forums, and a few other (but not enough) places.
Emphasis mine.
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Yeah. So, uh, there you have it. White people can't loot. They just find things.
Huh.
Did you know that? Cuz I sure didn't.
Learn something new every day.
A few hours late, today. Sorry. Rough week.
And for the record, it's probably a good thing that Ben has no idea what kind of face he's making in the second panel. If he were a more mercenary person, he could use it to his advantage in delicate situations and utterly undo all that has ever been done with a single cute, mildly confused look.
