#199, 200 & 201: Wham, Bam & Bang

     Now, here are some new characters: Wham, Bam and Bang! Imagine it. You're an evil dictator and you're planning your world domination. Than suddenly, you hear blasts fired like crazy from outside your evil throne room or whatever. The giant doors to your maniacal chamber are kicked open and you see . . . three pint-sized elves with a trail of defeated bodyguards behind them. Cue reaction gif:

Thanks, RDJ. Well, that's what plenty of evil forces worldwide will be experiencing in about a thousand years or so thanks to Wham, Bam and Bang. A genetically engineered government-issued mix of Juppies, Avatars, Animalanders of sorts, Mutants and Yoda knows what else, these three "brothers" so to speak are truly the ultimate representation of JC-Verse heroes. Just don't tell Zowie, or she'll be getting totes jelly in this hizzle.

#197 & 198: Mr. Vincent Epoc & Buddy

     Thanks to the Mustache Ninja, I am now sucked into the adventures of Dil Howlter. I suggest you look it up if you have time to binge-watch the life of a Sim. Okay guys, time for some new characters: Mr. Vincent Epoc and Buddy! People get sick of their jobs. It's a fact of life as sure as Gravity Falls being genius or there being no one else quite like Noah Flint (post tie-in, what whaaaat?), and the job of time traveler is no different. There are only so many centuries you can repeatedly visit. Cue Vincent Epoc! He's the manager of the Hotel Wells, a hotel outside of time that's the perfect getaway for any passing teen in a DeLorean, Austrian robot, or David Tennant. It would seem like this chap has the coolest job in the JC-Verse. Well, he would've agreed. Before Buddy McBean came. With this completely out-of-place and completely confused '80s kid now having landed smack-dab in his life, Vince has a lot on his plate over at the Wells. It seems like the universal laws have made sure that no Mr. Moseby goes without their Zack/Cody.

(Left to right: Oogyboog the Luggage-Boy, Vincent Epoc and Buddy.)

#196: Boris Boriskof/Controller

     Here's my new character: the Controller! Wherever there's a superhero, there has to be a supervillain. Even if that superhero is just a blubbery manchild in a child-sized owl hoodie. Young tech wizard Welward Kreeve, in his systematical way of thinking, determined that NightOwl was an unpredictable variable, one that could only be solved in one simple way: deletion. So Kreeve designed the Controller suit, body armor that has the power to cancel out NightOwl's tech-based agility abilities. It was functioning perfectly and he was ready to take the rotund vigilante on, but he kinda forgot about one thing. He's a nerd. A skinny one that couldn't even fill the muscular suit half way. So he found a guy. Boris Boriskof, buff thug originally from the European lands. The Controller was then born, and Boriskof, under Welward Kreeve's control, has been battling NightOwl ever since. I wonder if it ever crossed Kreeve's mind that he could just use Boris as a fill-in for gym class and to fend off bullies. Would've been much easier.

(Better quality pic coming soon.)

IT BEGINS.

     I've decided to post my progress on Toon Boom Harmony so you guys know I'm not being lazy. Here is my first drawing on the program. It's for a silly history-based project I'm currently working on for this here blog. Enjoy!

(Mansa Musa, famous ruler and inventor of the duck face.)

#195: Noah Flint: Overly Aware, Hyper-Intellegent Gangsta Nerd

     Tonight, I'll be watching Star Trek Into Darkness with my family. That's right, people. I like Star Trek and Star Wars. Sue me. Now, onto a new character: Noah Flint! While many things can not be said for sure - what the meaning of life is, if there will ever be a successful Fantastic Four adaption, etcetera - I can assure you of one thing: there is no one else in the JC-Verse quite like Noah Flint. Whether that is a good thing or a bad thing is currently undecided. But why is this scruffy engineer so intensely unique? Well, he's built a metal containment suit that can teleport you through the infrastructure of the multiverse, he has a distant past of criminal invention dealing, and the dude somehow knows he's in a blog. 'Nuff said. Dwelling in an LA garage full of gadgets and rap CDs, Noah is an extremely powerful person in the JC-Verse, even if everybody around him assumes he's a supreme nut-job. Meta characters are so "in" nowadays. Just ask Ryan Reynolds.

(Better quality pic coming soon.)

#193: Highrollers of the Hologram

(Better quality pic coming as soon as we fix our currently useless-as-a-rock printer.)

     Now that I'm back, here are some new characters: Highrollers of the Hologram! Apparently, some scientists now theorize that the universe is actually a virtual game for robots. Yes, people. World-class scientific thinkers are now convinced our lives are some gizmos' Moshi Monsters. Swell. While I've come to the conclusion that I am not being controlled by a droid on a GameBuddy, I can totally believe that some creatures somewhere have turned our lives into their personal entertainment. So, ladies and gentlemen, these knuckleheads right here! Each coming from far reaches of the JC-Verse, the Highrollers of the Hologram gather around a live holographic feed of Earth and gamble on what we'll do. Sometimes they're betting on if we'll wage war, and sometimes they're betting on if Joe in Rhode Island will forget where the remote is for the eleventh time. Each with intergalactic currency to spend, these bizarre bettors have made us their personal slot machine. Ah, it's good to be back. I missed poking fun at popular culture and alliteration.