Ok... First off a I'd like to apologize to the readers of ArcaneTimes. Yes I know the comic just stopped without any kind of warning. I should have at least said something about it when I realized it was not going to get done. So to those people that depended on my timely strip every Monday, Wednesday and Friday -- I send out a heartfelt "I'm Sorry" ... To both of you.
As for why there was no strip this week, I am working furiously to finish an art order for Cheapass Games before I leave for Gen-Con on the 18th. The strip will be back next week and I may even post some previews of the art I did as well to make up in some small way for the delays.
Thanks again for your patience... both of you
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Thursday, July 29, 2004
Thursday, July 15, 2004
My Princess Diary
This Wednesday's strip is a fairly accurate event. It was a Saturday night. I was online at an ungodly hour playing 'City of Heroes' when I spotted Shane's character come up. I sent out a "howdy" message and he said "hi" back -- then he invited me to join his team on a mission in 'Steel Canyon'.
He also said "I tried to get a hold of you via IM -- but you weren't on all day".
"nope" I replied "the IM on my home computer is all wonky, it hasn't worked for weeks".
"Well I got something I want to talk to you about..." He said "can I call you?"
"ok" I said and made sure he had my new phone number.
We talked for a bit, while our superhero avatars stood twiddling their thumbs. When we were done, I had a 3 book deal and strange mixture of elation and dread churning in my stomach. "This was the big time" I told myself "you do this right and you could be up there with the likes of Elmore and Brom in 2 or 3 years -- Screw it up and you are over..."
Then Shane's avatar piped back up. "Hey wanna go do a mission? I got one in the sewers in Boomtown."
"Sure" I said
And off we rode into the sunset -- killing zombies as we went.
He also said "I tried to get a hold of you via IM -- but you weren't on all day".
"nope" I replied "the IM on my home computer is all wonky, it hasn't worked for weeks".
"Well I got something I want to talk to you about..." He said "can I call you?"
"ok" I said and made sure he had my new phone number.
We talked for a bit, while our superhero avatars stood twiddling their thumbs. When we were done, I had a 3 book deal and strange mixture of elation and dread churning in my stomach. "This was the big time" I told myself "you do this right and you could be up there with the likes of Elmore and Brom in 2 or 3 years -- Screw it up and you are over..."
Then Shane's avatar piped back up. "Hey wanna go do a mission? I got one in the sewers in Boomtown."
"Sure" I said
And off we rode into the sunset -- killing zombies as we went.
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
I'm a bad bad man
I am full of guilt. I have always prided myself on my work ethic. While I'm not the most talent artist in the gaming industry, I like to think that I'm one of the most dependable.
Give me a deadline and I'll meet it. I'll cancel parties... I'll turn down movie passes... I'll say "no" to large breasted women. All in the name of making my deadlines. That is until last Friday.
Last Friday I slipped out of a perfectly nice poker party at Phil & Kaja'a and headed to meet my dealer Freddy. You might know Freddy, he maintains a fairly plain looking storefront in Greenwood called Fred Myers. Everything's for sale at Freddy's... much to my dismay.
They had what I had come for, it was even on sale. 5 bucks cheaper than the list price. I Took it to the counter. The clerk was very nice I suppose. Innocent even. I felt so ashamed I couldn't even make eye contact -- something I always try to do with retail clerks. Outside the store I ripped open the package and immediately began to devour the contents.
They say your first hit is always the sweetest. By the time I got home my heart was pounding in anticipation I could barely hear anything. I stumbled to my study and began to jack in. Good God! I had been warned how powerful it was, how taxing it could be on your system. How dangerous it could be if you couldn't handle it. I didn't care. I needed that hit and I needed it now!
As that first wave of blue washed over me I knew I was hooked. I would do anything to sneak away and squeeze out another hit. and just lie there bathed in it's cool glow.
City of Heroes. I am your bitch.
Give me a deadline and I'll meet it. I'll cancel parties... I'll turn down movie passes... I'll say "no" to large breasted women. All in the name of making my deadlines. That is until last Friday.
Last Friday I slipped out of a perfectly nice poker party at Phil & Kaja'a and headed to meet my dealer Freddy. You might know Freddy, he maintains a fairly plain looking storefront in Greenwood called Fred Myers. Everything's for sale at Freddy's... much to my dismay.
They had what I had come for, it was even on sale. 5 bucks cheaper than the list price. I Took it to the counter. The clerk was very nice I suppose. Innocent even. I felt so ashamed I couldn't even make eye contact -- something I always try to do with retail clerks. Outside the store I ripped open the package and immediately began to devour the contents.
They say your first hit is always the sweetest. By the time I got home my heart was pounding in anticipation I could barely hear anything. I stumbled to my study and began to jack in. Good God! I had been warned how powerful it was, how taxing it could be on your system. How dangerous it could be if you couldn't handle it. I didn't care. I needed that hit and I needed it now!
As that first wave of blue washed over me I knew I was hooked. I would do anything to sneak away and squeeze out another hit. and just lie there bathed in it's cool glow.
City of Heroes. I am your bitch.
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