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Next couple of days I'm working the early shifts so if - IF - I get anything posted, it'll be a little later in the day.
oh GOD she's gonna inject him with estrogen and start tranny-fying him if he doesn't go along![]()
Next couple of days I'm working the early shifts so if - IF - I get anything posted, it'll be a little later in the day.
Considering some speculate Graduon to be a metaphor of Chris' fear of growing up, it really doesn't stretch the imagination that the Count's true identy would be his own father. It's a better explanation than some random nobleman who has a problem with Chris.
if your not down with going on a sawyeresque adventure you can get the fudge outGotta admit I'm a bit lost. How did we go from Sylvie hacking Magi's files in his bunker and Graduon appearing, to riding on a car on the fucking moon?
Good art graduon is an interesting character![]()
Next couple of days I'm working the early shifts so if - IF - I get anything posted, it'll be a little later in the day.
You mind if I ask some autistic worldbuilding questions?
It was brought up that Rosechu was once a "pit fighter", obviously referencing Pokemon battles. Does that mean there's a bunch of sentient Pokemon around like Mr. Yawn? Are all the Chaotic Combo's origin stories in this the same as the original's, and if so, will Mewtwo factor into this comic?
And do you plan on incorporating the Idea Guy stuff into this at any point? I wouldn't blame you if you didn't, that shit is even more convoluted than Chris' normal stuff.
Gotta admit I'm a bit lost. How did we go from Sylvie hacking Magi's files in his bunker and Graduon appearing, to riding on a car on the fucking moon?
I’m in a similar situation, but your workload is definitely bigger than mine. Hang in there, man. Don’t work yourself to death over a dumb job. We can easily be patient.Heya Folks – just a quick status update.
While I’m not going to name where exactly I’m at – I am in one of those flyover states that is getting absolutely fucked by this damn pandemic.
Looking at the numbers and judging by how many new cases we get per day, I can safely assume by this time next week, 1 out of every 10 people in this state either has or had the disease.
But I’m rambling. My situation isn’t that much different from anyone else I’m sure.
Thus far, I’ve been lucky in dodging the plague, but my workplace hasn’t. About half of the staff at the site I work with have come down with the sickness, (plus the very good chance of a couple more that are suspect but refuse to go into testing because of the usual bullshit reasons). Thankfully, those affected have – thus far- have had only mild symptoms, but the effects are lingering.
Because of these sick folks – yup, you guessed it – I get to be the fallback. Again. Currently, and through Thanksgiving at the very least, I’m carrying the workload of three people, plus trying to do my own. If I get sick, then it all goes FUBAR. I’m not trying to put my stress level anywhere remotely close to what health care workers are dealing with, but I will admit I’ve had a couple of times in the last week I had near-meltdown.
I could whine a few more paragraphs, but no one gives a shit.
Fact is this: (oh shit, Tim Pool moment right there) Right now on a regular work day, I’m clocking in anywhere between 12-15 hours, with most of my downtime relegated to eats and sleeps. My “days off” I’m clocking in about 4 to 5 hours, and otherwise I’m too exhausted to do much more than lie on the couch.
So, this comic isn’t dead; neither am I. Gonna get through this latest hurdle because I don’t have much choice in the matter.
Stay safe... but before I head off, just so I'm not a complete and total scumbag, let's answer some questions...
This is where in the past I'd be a cryptic motherfucker and saw something like "I'll explain it in the future..." but with shit hitting the fan, I'll reveal some of my own autistic worldbuilding for you...
As previously alluded to, in the TRS retelling of the Sonichu mythos (and yes, I realize calling it a "mythos" give its way too much gravitas than it deserves), during his time working in the Signal Corps, Robert Chandler stumbled the Dark Void Mirror and brought it home with him to Virginia. Using the powers of the mirror, he built CWCVille, but as an unexpected side effect of the mirror's influence, his son Christian, was imbued with powers from the Void. Chris essentially became a variation of some Lovecraftian god, an autistic Azathoth, able to manifest his dreams into reality ("I can feel the cosmos!"). What he considers Pokemon, or his sister Crystal, Nait, all of them are manifested daemons. Others like Graham, Dagget, and his own father were in turn manipulated by Chris' dreams. Further, others throughout the world may have also been imbued with energies with Chris' "blessings" and create their own daemons. Megan with Spunky. Ivy with Layla.
But despite having these abilities... Chris is still Chris. Chris is a poor creator, and the origins he have told are fabrications of his ideal. What he dreams make sense in his mind, but the manifestation is in actuality something else entirely. He envisions Sonichu as a quippy lad with a heart of gold and a mellow soul. In actuality, Sonichu is a smarmy prick who knows he could get away with murder because of Chris and a massive inflated ego to boot. Chris envisions Rosechu as the ever-doting sweetheart to Sonichu with a bit of a sassy "girl power" streak. In actuality Rosechu is quite aware of how she is manipulated and all her angst and hatred has further twisted her very being. And so on.
...so... the pit fighting I alluded to earlier probably quite literally the equivalent of a daemon pit fight, however that works. Further, if I were to introduce a Mewtwo, it wouldn't be Mewtwo in the conventional sense.
As for the Idea Guy, who says I haven't already begun to sow the seeds for that (okay, I'm being cryptic with that one)? But yeah, just imagine... having your ownblindautistic idiot god at your own beck and call. How would one get close enough to bend said person to their will however...
And that is what happens when the stupid artist can't compose a page for shit.
Magi and Sylvie are still in front of the computers, but Magi is supposed to be talking to Graduon through the computer via video call/ Skype/ Zoom/ MSN Messenger/ whatever. The windows behind Graduon, I wanted to give them more sci-fi-ish aestheitc, but keep them simple, as to not conflict with the foreground. Thus, they ended up looking like car windows I guess. But Graduon is supposed to be chilling in his Moon Office, with his Moon Laptop in front of him, with some Moon Beer and Moon Merle Haggard on the Moon Boombox off panel.
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Alright, that was nice to talk about for a bit and forget things for a little while. Again, stay safe.
Heya Folks – just a quick status update.
While I’m not going to name where exactly I’m at – I am in one of those flyover states that is getting absolutely fucked by this damn pandemic.
Looking at the numbers and judging by how many new cases we get per day, I can safely assume by this time next week, 1 out of every 10 people in this state either has or had the disease.
But I’m rambling. My situation isn’t that much different from anyone else I’m sure.
Thus far, I’ve been lucky in dodging the plague, but my workplace hasn’t. About half of the staff at the site I work with have come down with the sickness, (plus the very good chance of a couple more that are suspect but refuse to go into testing because of the usual bullshit reasons). Thankfully, those affected have – thus far- have had only mild symptoms, but the effects are lingering.
Because of these sick folks – yup, you guessed it – I get to be the fallback. Again. Currently, and through Thanksgiving at the very least, I’m carrying the workload of three people, plus trying to do my own. If I get sick, then it all goes FUBAR. I’m not trying to put my stress level anywhere remotely close to what health care workers are dealing with, but I will admit I’ve had a couple of times in the last week I had near-meltdown.
I could whine a few more paragraphs, but no one gives a shit.
Fact is this: (oh shit, Tim Pool moment right there) Right now on a regular work day, I’m clocking in anywhere between 12-15 hours, with most of my downtime relegated to eats and sleeps. My “days off” I’m clocking in about 4 to 5 hours, and otherwise I’m too exhausted to do much more than lie on the couch.
So, this comic isn’t dead; neither am I. Gonna get through this latest hurdle because I don’t have much choice in the matter.
Stay safe... but before I head off, just so I'm not a complete and total scumbag, let's answer some questions...
This is where in the past I'd be a cryptic motherfucker and saw something like "I'll explain it in the future..." but with shit hitting the fan, I'll reveal some of my own autistic worldbuilding for you...
As previously alluded to, in the TRS retelling of the Sonichu mythos (and yes, I realize calling it a "mythos" give its way too much gravitas than it deserves), during his time working in the Signal Corps, Robert Chandler stumbled the Dark Void Mirror and brought it home with him to Virginia. Using the powers of the mirror, he built CWCVille, but as an unexpected side effect of the mirror's influence, his son Christian, was imbued with powers from the Void. Chris essentially became a variation of some Lovecraftian god, an autistic Azathoth, able to manifest his dreams into reality ("I can feel the cosmos!"). What he considers Pokemon, or his sister Crystal, Nait, all of them are manifested daemons. Others like Graham, Dagget, and his own father were in turn manipulated by Chris' dreams. Further, others throughout the world may have also been imbued with energies with Chris' "blessings" and create their own daemons. Megan with Spunky. Ivy with Layla.
But despite having these abilities... Chris is still Chris. Chris is a poor creator, and the origins he have told are fabrications of his ideal. What he dreams make sense in his mind, but the manifestation is in actuality something else entirely. He envisions Sonichu as a quippy lad with a heart of gold and a mellow soul. In actuality, Sonichu is a smarmy prick who knows he could get away with murder because of Chris and a massive inflated ego to boot. Chris envisions Rosechu as the ever-doting sweetheart to Sonichu with a bit of a sassy "girl power" streak. In actuality Rosechu is quite aware of how she is manipulated and all her angst and hatred has further twisted her very being. And so on.
...so... the pit fighting I alluded to earlier probably quite literally the equivalent of a daemon pit fight, however that works. Further, if I were to introduce a Mewtwo, it wouldn't be Mewtwo in the conventional sense.
As for the Idea Guy, who says I haven't already begun to sow the seeds for that (okay, I'm being cryptic with that one)? But yeah, just imagine... having your ownblindautistic idiot god at your own beck and call. How would one get close enough to bend said person to their will however...
And that is what happens when the stupid artist can't compose a page for shit.
Magi and Sylvie are still in front of the computers, but Magi is supposed to be talking to Graduon through the computer via video call/ Skype/ Zoom/ MSN Messenger/ whatever. The windows behind Graduon, I wanted to give them more sci-fi-ish aestheitc, but keep them simple, as to not conflict with the foreground. Thus, they ended up looking like car windows I guess. But Graduon is supposed to be chilling in his Moon Office, with his Moon Laptop in front of him, with some Moon Beer and Moon Merle Haggard on the Moon Boombox off panel.
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Alright, that was nice to talk about for a bit and forget things for a little while. Again, stay safe.
I think it's safe to say Blank is the undisputed king of Sonichu fan comicsdamn nice, a fan comic that isn't garbage...
it's been proven with these new submissions from new people.I think it's safe to say Blank is the undisputed king of Sonichu fan comics
Trickie is close.I think it's safe to say Blank is the undisputed king of Sonichu fan comics