Well, at least they always wind up back on the same page at the end of it all, right? Or, more importantly, never ever under ANY circumstances suggest to a kid that they might not be getting their promised desert. […]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
OOOoooh boy… So, this is the page that was SUPPOSED to come out last week, before I put it on hold in favor of something I could bash out more quickly while not feeling good. Except it’s actually kind of[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Oh man, it’s been a while since I had to pull one of THESE tricks. This, right here, is NOT what the next page was supposed to be. I started penciling an entirely different page… only to go and start[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Just to be clear, Marshall is NOT in possession of a tiny race of ice cream people who worship him as a terrifying deity. He’s in possession of an ice cream maker which, for some unfathomable reason, comes with a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I mean, if you think about it, a person who makes a living busting criminal organizations probably WOULD know a bit more about how to run these things than the people actually running these things. Or, at the very least,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
WHOO HOO! I got the Thanksgiving page finished and queued up a couple days in advance! It turns out I really AM still capable of getting ahead of the game on holiday content! Let’s hope I can make this work[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
*DING DING DING* Congrats to Reynard for being the one to specifically predict how this was gonna go! Your imaginary cookie is in the mail! It’s been a little while since I got to bust out the ol’ *bites tongue*[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I, um, may have gone a little bit overboard on the art for this one. See, this is what happens when I push a page concept back a week and have extra time to think about it. Stuff starts to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Confession time: this was NOT supposed to be the page for this week. I’d started drawing something entirely different, but realized halfway through that I’d botched something significantly enough that the entire page needed to be started over from scratch. […]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yup! Ya’ll totally called it! Stilez could smell where all the replacement vending machines sit around until Cap’n Crosby needs to swap out an empty machine. I correctly feared that the signs on all the haphazardly-stacked machines would turn out[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…