Intro, Page 5

INTRO DONE *slams football into the ground*

I’ll post the Ch1 cover tomorrow, then we’ll get started ~FOR REALS~* on Monday. Thank you for reading!

 

 

 

 

 

*up until now this has all been fake comics, YALL GOT PLAYED

9 Comments

  • Robb

    Very nice! I’m excited to see where this leads and what emotional roller coaster you have in store for us. Your artwork is as amazing as always!

  • Best fake comic I’ve ever read ;)

    • gotlandskorv

      Agreed XD

  • Ceceoh

    Don’t be so hard on yourself, Mike.

  • AGillyo

    Right off the bat I am loving this, holy cow.

  • Gosh just gosh.
    5 pages and I’m already sitting on the edge of my seat waiting for more a great start! Well not that great for Mike…but hey the comic was fake I’m sure he’s fiiiine

    I adore the colour palette too – salivating all over

  • Steelbright

    Great intro. Great—great humans!! This guy can’t die. He’s such a character already. I wonder if this is something to do with the title. there’s already such an applicable symbolism to it, heh. i’m sure there’s more in store, too.

    i’d been following The Meek for a while before hiatus. Don’t think I ever commented, but i just wanna say how excited I am to see you making new stuff–you are super appreciated out here and i’m glad you didn’t vanish forever! :D

    bottom line: really top-notch beginning. i’m into it. yay!

  • Ryan Schneider

    A Ballade of Suicide
    G.K. Chesterton

    The gallows in my garden, people say,
    Is new and neat and adequately tall;
    I tie the noose on in a knowing way
    As one that knots his necktie for a ball;
    But just as all the neighbours on the wall 
    Are drawing a long breath to shout “Hurray!”
    The strangest whim has seized me. . . After all
    I think I will not hang myself to-day.

    To-morrow is the time I get my pay
    My uncle’s sword is hanging in the hall
    I see a little cloud all pink and grey
    Perhaps the rector’s mother will NOT call
    I fancy that I heard from Mr. Gall
    That mushrooms could be cooked another way
    I never read the works of Juvenal
    I think I will not hang myself to-day.

    The world will have another washing-day;
    The decadents decay; the pedants pall;
    And H.G. Wells has found that children play,
    And Bernard Shaw discovered that they squall;
    Rationalists are growing rational
    And through thick woods one finds a stream astray,
    So secret that the very sky seems small
    I think I will not hang myself to-day.

    ENVOI

    Prince, I can hear the trumpet of Germinal,
    The tumbrils toiling up the terrible way;
    Even to-day your royal head may fall
    I think I will not hang myself to-day.  

  • Wow! A really well done and interesting start!

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