Bad Idea, Worse Idea

As you can tell, I like running gags. Also this one was done entirely digitally, and I cut lots of corners so to make up for it, colour!
It took me two days to think of how to spell the sound of a rocket taking off.

Also, it took colouring the comic in to realize this, but:

An Art Lesson

This is even more of a cop out now.

I've got some good ones planned though.

It figures

On the bus/train ride back to Keswick I accepted that no one would finish this, and I finally wrote a way to end this that was better than I had originally planned. I had 12-13 more comics planned. And so of course NOW is when Nick had to come along and end it in one page with something more glorious than I could ever imagine.

-Derek

The End of All Things

Several years in the future, the last remnants of hope gutter and die.


Nick waited two years for a cure, confining his friends in the basement of the compound. At last, he found he could stand it no more. His heart broke into a thousand pieces with the first shot. With the second, ten thousand more. Only Nick's haggard sobs broke the damp silence of the cellar, echoing back like dim memories of a bright past, long forgotten.
Kneeling down beside his fallen comerades, Nick found:
Derek:
Linen Cloth x2
Iconic Shirt of the Spider (gives chance to poison on hit)
Drew:
4 Copper
Long Shoulder Hair
Courduroy Pants


Alright Drew, go for it!