![]() |
Currently Updating: Seven days a week, because I'm mad! |
|||
![]() |
|
|||
![]() |
![]() ![]() ![]() |
|||
Prismatic Vodka #52 Saturday Apr 22nd 2006"This one's all about Brian... such a shame..." copyright 2005 Rik Davnall, all rights reserved Rik_the_Riff@hotmail.com - email me! I didn't mean to do this. I wanted to avoid it. However, it's become inevitable. A terrible fate has befallen the Drunken Scribblings... Get on with it! Yeah, Brian's become the comic relief of the strip. I don't like having one character be the comic relief; it feels too much like picking on them. However, Brian just insists on being so stupid, I can't help it. He'll learn eventually, I'm sure... Other than that, I'm quite pleased with today's page. There's just something funny about that old webcomic cliche with the hand sticking up over the bottom of the bottom cell... Anyway, I'm spending today preparing to move back to Liverpool. Which means no programming, no game design, no drawing, no writing, no playing of music... It's a grim life, sometimes. However, Monday's page is drawn, so there shouldn't be an interruption to the update schedule for this move (or at least, that's the idea). The 'no programming' bit is actually in many ways a bonus, since I appear to be vanishing into a world of numbers. I think my inner coder has finally broken free of his restraints and is on the rampage. My inner sensible person, on the other hand, has clearly fled. I was sat in my bedroom yesterday, at my desk, with my back to the door, working on game design for Morg, when I was vaguely aware of movement behind me. I paid it no mind for a good ten seconds before realising my sister had just come into my room, taken something from one of my shelves (which are right across the room from the door) and left without so much as a 'hello'. I had to check with her that it had actually happened (in all fairness, had she knocked like I've asked her repeatedly to - and I know you're reading this, sis ;-) - I'd probably have noticed). The level of concentration this implies on my part is frightening. I'm usually a very paranoid person about things happening behind me; my room is set up to generate maximum possible awareness when someone enters, in case they're dangerous, and I'm normally a very perceptive person. I'm seriously considering making a one-off 'real life' comic about this incident, although the web really doesn't need another 'computer nerds who can't handle social life' comic. Speaking of webcomics, I recently finally caved and read Ctrl+Alt+Del. I've been avoiding reading it on the grounds that it's basically a complete rip-off of Penny Arcade, a relatively unashamed one, and, as a gaming comic, it has a bunch of jokes I would never get. However, I have to admit I was pleasantly surprised; while it's no MegaTokyo (imho the best treatment of the 'two nerds' formula ever), it remains consistently funny, rarely relies on humour about specific games rather than gamers, and manages a surprising level of utter strangeness (though I'll admit Chef Brian occasionally gets a little tedious). In all a good read, and one I'd rate higher than its PA template. I've also recently (read: yesterday) read Applegeeks, which is fantastic fun. Sure, it has all the standard elements (prejudiced nerds with minimal social skills, a robot, tolerant but long-suffering love interests), but the art is spectacular (like Nazi High meets a very shiny thing), and the characters actually manage to be genuinely lovable, and not too insane to connect with. If they can manage to switch Eve from plot device to character, they'll be well on their way to MegaTokyo-esque success. Whew, that was a long rant... Next time I talk, I'll be in Liverpool; seeya then! Wub, Rik ![]() ![]()
|
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() The Drunken Scribblings are hosted on ComicGenesis, a free webhosting and site automation service for webcomics. |
|||