Some of you may know that this webcomic is merely a charleton compared to the megaton of entertainment coming. I’ve been working on a Choose Your Own Adventure, meets Encyclopedia Brown, meets puzzle book, meets retro game fan fiction for far too long now. I’m very pleased to report that it has been really jumping forward lately.
In fact, I’m nearing 100-inked pages and closing on completing the main chapter. And it is really looking and feeling solid at this early state. So much that I’ve decided to expand a few sections even further. So, um…yay team.
This is near the beginning, after a short intro explaining lots of the stuff I don’t in the webcomic. It is rough, without BG’s, panels, or color. But it is based off of a character select screen from Super Mario Bros 2.
Entirely unrelated and ranty…
I had the misfortune of stumbling upon a particular documentary a few years back. You see, I love documentaries as they make me feel exciting. PBS in general has this effect. But this one pretended to look boring while it silently drilled its way into my teenage mind. Quickly the beast erased the name of its creator, surely an instinct left over from years of evolving. All I have left is the premise of this film:
A man invites all other people with his exact name in the United States to his house for dinner. 50 people show up to talk about their own versions of this same life.
Simple idea. But it really brought out some sort of primal desire in me. And with the wide use of high-speed internet it could be said we’re all at a dinner party against mirrored versions of ourselves. Think of it as a time trial where instead of goofy track shorts and stop watches we have web spiders and user generated content.
And so the quest was born: Destroy all other Josh Farkas. Wipe their names from history. Make them a shadow in the footnotes of internet bits. But they won’t go down without a fight. First there is Joshua Farkas, esq, a lawyer at Stein, Farkas, & Schwartz in Brooklyn. Then there is a Josh Farkas, who I believe is a math and science scholar at Brown who writes AP books. I’m sure there are more but these two guys I kept running into again and again.
Its an ongoing battle. And in the back of my mind I know it is probably worse than those folks with minivans who procreate for entertainment…but I guess I lost this round. Mother nature’s quaint desire to make me a vicious killing machine has one out. Except instead of a spear I have a Wacom tablet.
Have at you.
Oh – new comic coming soon. Definitely Thurs or Fri!
Dreaming in print when electric is king,