This is one of my favorite early strips. I guess hinting at potential physical abuse in the context of personified protectional gear just tickles my funnybone, because I’m a monster.
Oh, shit crap, said the young cartoonist, Joyce is kind of an embarrassing feminist nightmare, isn’t she? Well let’s just smooth this one over, shall we??? Man, you’d think a giant honey bun attack would go on the front page.
Dude, Sarah, you met him like five minutes ago. Now’s not the time to start worrying you don’t have anything in common — YOU DON’T KNOW YET.
Hey, cartoonist, stop creeping on Joyce. Obviously, this strip worked a lot better in the pages of the college newspaper, where Joyce could actually point at Zippy the Pinhead. Also obviously, “it’s the last panel so make a joke now” […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
There’s a weird story behind this one. Years after Roomies! ended, I “helped” an online friend by writing this strip so that he could then print it out and leave it hanging somewhere that his roommate could see. You know, as an […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Here’s another penciled strip I rejected back in the day but inked digitally for these archives. At the time, this was a strip for the second year of Roomies!, and I decided that Joyce had evolved past being irrepressibly nuts. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
charcoaled with the silt of regret
Oh, okay. Danny took Joyce out in the hallway so they could speak away from her parents. This change of scenery was not exactly conveyed well in yesterday’s strip. This is why I do wide shots and backgrounds now.
Yeah, Joyce’s parents are hearing all of this. It’s kind of a small room.
If there’s a constant in the Walkyverse, it’s that Danny has an incredibly low fainting threshold. Also, I believe this is the real first appearance of Joyce’s parents, later comic book story addendums be damned. Yeah, Mr. Brown’s got Mike […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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