Now even I am curious about the story of the nun’s Curly mentions.
Been out of commission lately due to my fibromyalgia, so have not had the energy to answer questions as frequently as I usually do. Sorry folks. Those flares of pain are not to be played around with. But on a happier note, I had some time with Miles Morales, web-swinging around New York and collecting time-capsules, stopping crimes, and riding an angry Rhino. It is a beautiful game and I am taking my sweet time with it. There is no point in rushing something that makes you feel good.
I had to cancel my pre-order of Little Nightmares II, but damn, it looks good. And the way folks talk about it, I really need to save up and get it soon to experience it myself. Avoiding spoilers is perhaps the hardest part.
I hope everyone had a terrific Valentine’s Day this weekend, we took a family-day snow trip with sledding, ice-skating, and snowball fights (no matter what anyone else claims, I won).
Other than that, we had an absolute shitshow on our hands with bad news, drama, and heartbreak worthy of a cheap penny dreadful. I need to gather back some positive energy again because I am spent. Thank the lord for Spider-Man: Miles Morales keeping my mind of negative things.
Silent huge pages are good, they take like half the time it takes making dialogues and several frames. And silhouettes, those are nice too. Perhaps my comic should be all huge one frame pictures and silhouettes? That would be a gamechanger!
In all honesty, this was an unexpected turn of events even for me. In the first draft of the revamp of this chapter, I played around with the idea that an alien plant would take over the decapitated space alien body from a few pages back. I still love that concept but then I saw Zootopia and I wanted to draw evil sheep monsters instead!
Some of you might have noticed that there are ads on the site now. That is because I like money and with the traffic I am getting, it felt logical to monetize the poop out of it. I do not earn anything from drawing comics and I do fancy some expensive moonshine to my roadkill dinners. So we have ads now, make me rich, people!
Uploading this week’s comic page from my phone, so I hope everything works as it should. Unplugged my computer earlier today since we are moving across the country tomorrow. Kinda feels like a new beginning of sorts. Bigger house, closer to relatives and hopefully less muggings and cars set on fire in the middle of the night.
However, as our luck is per usual a fickle mistress, there is tons of snow outside and I swear I saw a Yeti walking around, freezing its buttocks off! Better wish us luck and hope for the best!
Took the dog outside today, came home with a walking snowball. Only about a week left before we move across the country down south, so we are currently living in an apartment that looks like the insides of a murdered box-fort. And with all the snow coming down, it could very well be turning into a giant igloo before we get the moving-truck out of dodge. I expect to happen upon a yeti or a polar bear at any time now since the north pole decided to dump its leftovers at our doorstep.
Curly is the only character I have that could be offended while being rescued.
I have started playing Control by Remedy lately. Man, those Finnish fellas sure know how to create a compelling narrative. I loved Alan Wake back in the day and only really gave Control a shot because it was on PSN-deals and had some DLC that ties directly into Alan Wake. So far I have been helping the cool, creepy janitor unclog the pipes, talked to flowers, and fought some of those Hiss and I am having a blast.
It got this weird X-Files meets Twin Peaks vibes set in an agency reminiscent of the BPRD from the Hellboy comics and a magic house. So weird and still compelling. If I did not know better, I would expect Big Red to pop out around a corner at any time with his big old right hand of doom.
The disaster year of 2020 is in its slithering, violent death throes as the new year is just around the corner, ready to perform patricide. I will leave you all with this butt-clenching cliffhanger of a page until next year, which is just a couple of days away… so that means the thrilling continuation will come out next week as usual. And for many of you readers, this is not even your new year about to arrive, so I guess the whole point of this text is moot.
Happy New Year folks (or not depending on your geographical location I guess)!
Not going to lie, this scene feels like straight out of some horror movie. Those little spacemen (Qwibbles) sure got a lot more on their plates than what they bargained for.
I found a little indie gem on the PSN-store the other day, on one of their end-of-the-year-deals. It’s called Little Nightmares, made by Tarsier Studios from Malmö in good old Sweden. This gem of a game makes me proud to be a Swede, not that I contributed to it in any way but the game other than finding it years after it was released. The game is so cute and unsettling that it made me feel more spooked at times than any Resident Evil title. Guess who just pre-ordered the sequel? This lad!
