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Ahh, the Sensitive Scanner. It’s a play on a bad Transformers fanfic. You see, there was a “sensitive scanner” and I thought, hey, what if I took that kind of literally and… I’ve told you this before, right? Sensitive […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yay, it’s Monkey Master, redesigned. The first time he showed up, he was in more-or-less the look I had for him when I first created him at age, like, 8. But I redesigned him from the ground up for one […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Actually, I’m fairly certain Linda knows Tony’s secret. Not that Sal would suspect that Linda would know Tony’s secret, but it’s not like she can read ahead.
This is where it starts getting super real for me. In case you haven’t been following along too closely all these years, let me tell you that I was, like, supernaturally repressed. The shame I had for my own sexual […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I was most definitely misusing the term “bipolar disorder” here for Joyce in this situation, though I think an undercurrent of its actual symptoms (or something else with some similar symptoms like borderline personality disorder) runs through a lot of my […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
That’s right, here the “real” Joyce is, back on the island. She got sucked out of the Steel Duck through the hull breach, and you can see her little boots poking out of the borders of panel three here.
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