It’s important to note that this is the first non-canon side comic I’ve started- this isn’t actually part of the canon story. It’s more of a fun ‘what if’ scenario to explore. Even though he probably actually never would, what if Fresh decided to possess Fatal_Error? What would happen next?
I have several ideas for comics like these, but I can’t start some until certain parts of the canon story have happened, or else they won’t make any sense, or might spoil something in the main comic before we get to it. The same can be said for the canon side comics too - it’s all about timing. So comics like these might pop up from time to time, and update as we go along.
All the time we spent playing this Massively Multiplayer Online Game, enshrining the information and history on our wikis.
And now the game, Club Penguin will officially close it’s Abode Flash doors for good.
I highly recommend playing all you can, visit all the rooms, replay all the minigames, feed and care for all the puffles you’ve adopted (or release some, if you wish), buy a lot of items, earn as many stamps as possible and just explore.
However, I’m not sure if the website will be preserved after the fall, so go to the Wayback Machine, and try to save all those recipes and activities in case someone is a blast-to-the-past searcher for fun.
Watercolor action! Yay loose marks!! Lately I’ve been receiving questions about my style and how goes the change ☺️Thought I would take a moment to give an update!! I’m having lots of fun simply exploring. I’m not focusing much on finding a style, but more developing my skill sets and getting better at watercolors. I strongly believe “art style ” is not the end goal, it’s an added bonus. My love for art has always been rooted in the discovery process, constantly chasing those little moments of victory when things click. Overall, I feel relaxed and free 💖✨ About YouTube videos, between cons and needing a new harddrive, it’s been placed on the back burner :( I miss making videos. For more in depth Tori thoughts, check out my Patreon, lots of hideous drawings this month in the sketchbook PDF - which maybe be my largest so far!? About 50 pages?
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Question: Is Becca’s character redeemable enough for the MC to fall for? Feels like we’ve only scratched the surface of her character. I want to explore how Becca handles forming feelings for someone who’s not her ‘type’, among other things. Plus, it’s so fun to write Lovable Alpha B*tches/Defrosting Ice Queens!
Two minutes. You drum your fingers on the table. She should be here by now. Punctuality isn’t Kaitlyn’s strong suit, but this is getting ridiculous.
You’re not the only one who’s worried. Abbie and Tyler are looking at you from three rows ahead. Abbie raises her eyebrows, an unspoken question. You shake your head and shrug. Beside her, Tyler’s biting his lower lip, staring at the vacant spot next to you.
The classroom door opens, and you turn to look, hoping to see a panicked flurry of black hair and a checkered scarf. But to your disappointment and mounting worry, it’s Mr. Jacobs. The bear of a statistics teacher sets his things down and starts taking attendance.
He moves down the list, past your name, then Abbie’s, then Tyler’s. Finally, he calls out her name, and your heart sinks like a brick. “Liao?” Silence. A few shift in their seats to look at where she’s supposed to be. “Kaitlyn Liao?”
Mr. Jacobs glances up from his list and locks eyes with you. “This is Ms. Liao’s fifth absence for the quarter. One more and I will be forced to drop her from this class. It will be good to remind her of this.”
The class starts. But you’re barely able to concentrate on probabilities and data patterns. You feel her next to you, like a phantom limb. Forehead crinkled in concentration, mouth a taut line, as if willing the numbers to make sense to her by sheer force. You remember times she’d drag you to the nearby Mexican place for a comfort taco after getting stumped one too many times by frequency plots.
The university bell signals the end of class. You rub your palms over your eyes, feeling tired, and start packing your things.
“Before I let you go,” says Mr. Jacobs, voice raised to be heard over the din of students eager to shuffle off. “Don’t forget to pair up for your research project. Sign-ups are posted outside. I expect at least three proposals from every pair by Friday.”
Dread crawls up your spine. You absolutely hate choosing partners. With Kaitlyn automatically being your other half in literally every class you have together, it’s been a long time since you’ve had to face the prospect of ending up with a person you don’t like, or a complete stranger.
A swarm of students surround the sign-up sheets. You hang back and weigh your options. No use even considering either Abbie or Tyler. You’re willing to bet a limb and say they already have proposals tucked away in a notebook somewhere. You see a flash of bright orange amidst the throng of students: Tripp pushing his way through the crowd, Maddie following right behind him.
Resolved to a completely random pairing, you wait until the crowd thins, then approach the board. You write your name near the end of the list and leave the box for your partner empty. With a class of more than fifty students, someone’s bound to end up with you.
You hesitate for a bit, but then scribble Kaitlyn’s name in another empty box somewhere on the sheet. In case sense decides to come careening back into your head, you think.
Stepping back from the board, you bite the pen between your teeth and nudge your pack forward. You had just opened the front pocket when someone snatches the pen from your mouth.
You look to see Becca standing in front of the board, scanning the list.
“Asking nicely wouldn’t have hurt,” you say. Today is not a good day to test your patience.
Becca ignores you, and writes down her name. She gives the sheet one last look and turns to you.
“I’m free tomorrow after 4. We can meet at the sorority. I already have ideas, but bring a couple of your own so I don’t have to do all the work.”
She hands you back your pen, and you take it slowly, not sure what the hell is going on. Without another word Becca returns to a waiting Maddie, who waves enthusiastically after seeing you.
You wait until they disappear around a corner, and look at the sheet again. There, next to your name, in neat cursive writing, is Becca’s.
Part 1 of ? Don’t know how many I want to do (or where I want this fic to go, or if anyone actually wants to see where it goes), but if anyone’s interested in sending ideas for this ship, feel free! If you also happened to stumble upon this fic, and have constructive criticism you wanna share just let ‘em rip!
Congorilla was initially just Congo Bill, a jungle explorer character who debuted in 1940 and ran for a long time as a feature in Action Comics.
Here is the relevant passage from the above article:
One character who was palpably affected by the gorilla boom was our old pal, Congo Bill, who had for years been coasting by as a moderately successful rip-off of Alex Raymond‘s Jungle Jim comic strip in the pages of first More Fun Comics and then Action Comics. However, in Action Comics #248 from 1959, Bill found himself able, by means of a magic ring, to transfer his mind into the body of the Golden Gorilla, a legendary beast he had encountered several times before. The newly fused Bill/Gorilla combo was known as Congorilla, and such would the feature be re-titled for the rest of its run, first in the pages of Action, and then later in Adventure. (After years of inactivity, Congorilla would of course somewhat notoriously join the Justice League in 2009.)
He also had a few solo comics:
He also starred, pre-gorilla, in a 15-part film serial in the ‘40s:
Do I think he needs a Rebirth comeback? If you know anything about me or this blog, you know the answer to this already.
This whole idea of fanfic police bothers me so much. I appreciate that you are so eloquent on the subject. I just want to tell them they are "stupid babies". Your way is much better. It's so frustrating that there are people out there that shame others for what they enjoy reading. I know it's a small group, but they are so vocal.
They are incredibly vocal. So I just like to make sure there are at least some of us yelling right back: “Hey, you there! Read what you like! Write what you like! Have fun exploring a million different topics in a million different ways!”