If we had kept Frigg’s aversion to puns and kept Byron’s keen appreciation for puns, we could’ve established some slapstick bit where Byron would make a pun, Frigg would deck him… and repeat every so often until Chapter 50, I […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The script for the last panel reads, “His face has grizzled into a mischievous rage and his eyes have tinted ever-so-slightly red with blood.” If that seems out of place to you, well, it is: in all other instances, Byron […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I love that dog Erica rendered in the corner there, he’s a great representative of Henry and Emory’s personalities: simple-minded, usually slow-moving, reactive. There’s also a fun circularity to this page: Byron just sort of appears next to them like […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Nice finish. Simple gag, quick resolution, and Morbundi’s last words are natural for him to say, amusing, and lead directly into the next scenes, wherein we find out who these people even are. Given his powers and his scenery-chewing, Morbundi […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I mean, I guess “playing with fire” is a pun? If you read it in its purely figurative sense? But Frigg, you literally JUST MADE A PUN ON THE PREVIOUS PAGE. “He’s a ‘mouth.’ ‘Going down.’” We were all there. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
