So this happened 2

Before I post the comic, I want to give it some context. On Thursday nights we play a game in which Jovo is the storyteller. Part of the story is that we have saved some children from the hedge, and think they may be changelings. Ezekiel, Brad and I were discussing the fact that we may have to kill them, since they are eating live animals and anything that goes into their mouths seems to dissolve. Seems justifiably evil right?

We were trying to convince Ezekiel of this, and this is the conversation that ensued.



Just a FYI, the kids are still alive.
Yeah.

So this happened...

My knee has been bugging me, and by bugging me I mean causing me excruciating pain. Pain that makes me doubt my faith in all things good. I am back in my knee brace and Brad wanted to me to use the crutches. I did not want to use the crutches, but to appease Brad I chose to use a cane instead.

Canes are awesome. You know who uses canes? Awesome old guys on their porch yelling at kids, and Gregory House, and Swain from League of Legends.

So I present to You:

So This Happened:
(in my head)




Whatchaw! I can totally solve medical mysteries...with the help of my consulting team of highly paid Doctors.

M. House out!

Werewolves are Furry......

And are Furries. I mean it; I am probably not going to make any friends here, but it has to be said.

Think about it, except for killing people and eating their hearts, it fits. They are just more socially acceptable.

Here is my proof:


I'm sure there is more, and feel free to give me suggestions in the comments.


*note* This is meant as a joke, I don't wish to offend either the Furry or the werewolf community. I would be terrified if either of them chose to come after me.

Until next time batgirls and batboys.

The dark carnival...

I am writing this from my phone, so please excuse any grammatical errors...

I've always had a passion for the concept of a dark carnival. It seems so seductive for some reason. It is the reason that a empathize with Jim in Something Wicked this Way Comes.

Recently Brad and I reread Something Wicked, and it rekindled my fascination...and sparked one for Brad. He decided to run part of his DnD one shot in a dark carnival setting.

It inspired me. I grabbed my sketch book with the images. First in mind was the ringmaster.  I saw him tall, emaciated, with a top hat and hellish sneer. The sooth-sayer came next; with piercing eyes and a veil that hid a skeletal grin.

I showed them to Brad, and he liked them. Then he asked for a couple of custom pieces. I think the two he asked for turned out the best. I will post them later.

This game turned out to insanely fun, and intensely satisfying. I can't wait for the next part.

Until next time....this is your ringmaster, beckoning you in.....

Edit:

Here are the pic's I promised.