“dude i know youre a werewolf and all but seriously that freaking howl laughter you do is so fucking extra and i cant take it anymore”
“you being part dog has its perks, mostly for me because whenever i toss something away your eyes follow it and you perk up like you want to chase it but restrict yourself and its honestly the cutest fucking thing ive ever seen”
“honestly though i hate my pack so much, like theyre a bunch of assholes but i ran into you on a full moon run in the forest and idk u seem pretty cool. wanna go hunting or scare some people or some shit? i know this sick ass lake thats always really warm, i can show you”
“yes i understand im a big bad werewolf now but really i dont want to hurt those cute little rabbits and deer, cant we just wait until we transform back to eat? thats not how it works? well cant i just eat before i transform so i wont be hungry–im sorry im just new at this and im sorta trying to go vegetarian here–”
“babe you know i love you and i would give up my life for yours but i sWEAR TO GOD IF YOU GIVE ME ONE MORE DOG TOY FOR MY BIRTHDAY IM GONNA PUNCH YOU SQUARE IN THE FACE”
“look im not a supernatural fanatic or anything but i swear man every time this kid next to me gets frustrated they actually growl and it sounds just like some rabid steroid induced dog, and im not saying their a werewolf man but theyre totally a werewolf”
a werewolf getting personally offended when someone says they’re not a dog person
“as a werewolf i can personally talk to dogs and boyohboy does ur little pug have some tea to spill…"
“alternatively, i find you to be really superduper adorable and whenever i come over your little dog goes off on rants to me about the cute embarrassing stuff that you do when your home alone and honestly I wake up every day for these chats”
“when I saw you climbing out of the stream I was fishing in dirty, wet, and naked, I assumed you had just survived some kind of intense mob hit or something but really you had just detransformed from a werewolf after you were playing in the water trying to catch a fish, and ultimately failing. nice ass, by the way.”
do you have tips on comic compostions and angling/framing of scenes beacuse holy fudge what the actual hell your mob comic is An Expirience
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhOOOOOOOOOOOO BO Y AIGHT
I’m gonna take this ask as a chance to masterpost about this comic.
Since there wasn’t a set time limit for this comic, I went all ham for it, which means there’s a lot of thought about angles/framing n shit in this sumbitch. (keep in mind i’m still learning this craft myself as i go along so FEEL FREE TO IMPROVE WHEREVER)
I’ll go in depth about it but all of my tips can be summed up with :
go for the emotion of the scene.
Everything I do, I do to try and heighten the feeling in a scene. Everything I’m about to describe were all choices to try and maximize the emotional impressions.
First off, everything in this comic (with the exception of panels 7-9 on page 4) is from Mob’s POV. Everything is built from there. keep in mind goin forward -
We start with Mob terrified of being spotted, of running into anyone. So I strained the perspective to make it feel too close for comfort, despite how far away his other limbs are. I also used the angle to emphasize the “spotlight”, pushing Mob
further discomfort, like he’s being watched anyways.
Mob fears he just murdered someone ? At his lowest moment in this comic? This is where the camera looks down on Mob the most.
Time for shock and awe that the man’s alive ! So Reigen is angled UP, building his Bigness in Mob’s eyes. Most subsequent shots repeat this, keeping us grounded in Mob’s perspective.
Here, Mob is literally on his knees asking for answers. So I pushed for an angle to make him seem really tiny. I wanted him to look as small as he feels.
In the next few pages, the angles basically level out (and I’ll talk more about why in other sections***) until
Mob has just touched back. This was a direct action on his part, so just as I’d built Reigen with that tilt up, it’s Mob’s turn to share that space.
Once Mob fears for the lives of the police, we shift back to high angles. Using a high angle to make a character seem small isn’t groundbreaking but it’s something to chew anyways.
This is less about the angle and more about how cramped everything is. Mob feels backed into a corner unless he can get Reigen to relent. So the tightness and how Reigen looms reflects this.
And here, I mirrored the very first panel. Once again we have a shot of Mob’s back, walking into the light of a streetlamp. But this angle is gentle in comparison, even if slightly off center. We can see where the light comes from so it ceases to feel less like an omnipotent threat and more mundane. Perhaps even hopeful.
I’m sorry to say I feel this is one of my weak points as a creator. I’d like to improve here the most. Most of my panels can be summed up with ‘slant = energized’, ‘straight = stable’. BUT. I did take a few liberties here and it’s good to point them out.
Broken glass to heighten the ouch on Mob’s part.
Salt man don’t give a fuck. he IS the panel. //adds to the energy of this moment
This break from the panels is meant to make Mob hitting Reigen a more immediate threat.
Same with Reigen reaching around it here. He’s still in danger of being shreddy shreddy at this point.
Sometimes a panel will bleed off, to give a more ‘open space’ feel. I like to use it in subtle “oh” moments. That’s the best I could describe it.
annnnnd nothin like a casual reminder on the edges of panels about what would happen should the police show up.
Once Reigen shows up, he dominates the frame, even in shots where mob is closer to the audience. Again, this is all to emphasize how Big Reigen seems to a scared Mobbu.
Mob pushes himself to corners, Reigen’s given the bulk of the space.
He stands taller than mob and makes the frame uneven.
Even his hand feels huge in comparison.
***That is, until Reigen has a better perception of what’s going on.
Then his actions and staging reflect this.
Reigen kneels down, trying to make himself smaller both to Mob, and in the frame.
The staging reflects Reigen’s attempts to get on even ground, literally and metaphorically.
Mob’s still pushing himself into corners, but now Reigen has actively surrendered some of the space.
Still just, trying to get some of Mob’s perspective.
And from this point onwards, Reigen and Mob share the space/frame more evenly.
Even in shots where Reigen’s kinda large, he no longer seems so imposing.
Mob still looks up to him but we no longer have such dramatic shots tilting him up and having him hog the focus of the panel.
And we save the closest-closeup, both in staging and in how close our characters physically feel for last. Because bonding and shit.
Decided to make the use of color sort of uncomfortable. Hinted at in edges but not really a presence of their own. Hard to tell what the color of anything is because it’s all nonsense in ur peripherals.
Until we get to humans. But this color seems more invasive, and doesn’t really touch mob in a positive way.
Till we get to these splash of color, messy and kinda unorganized but it’s exactly what Mob needs to bring some order.
From here we get a muted color wash, there but still slightly dulled.
The first hint we get of the saturation to come is centered around the touch.
We slowly fade into full blown saturation once Mob reaches back.
The name meanings of Jun and Tetsuo, since this is the street where they live and why not ahaha.
There’s a lot of bird imagery in ABoT so I
“Kid, it’s like lifting a feather.”
And even tho Reig gets a cool halo from the streetlights n shit
We all know who the real angel is
Other fun shit
Mob’s outfit is based on Sakurai’s outfit when he was orphaned as a child.
I literally put the streetlight directly behind the hand in this shot because I lack subtlety and love it.
There are 2 times where I cut out a bit of (frankly beautiful) wordage in order to show things better visually. Both times happen when Mob’s stopped paying attention.
First with Reigen’s words just becoming a flood of nonsense pretty sounds.
The second when Mob’s thinking about the possibility of his barrier being gone.
also here u guys can have some behind the scenes shenanigans
mob’s mom buys him a warrior cats book that she saw on sale because she knows he likes cats and at first mob is really into it but then spottedleaf heckign DIES and mob hits 100% and everyone agrees getting mob a book where cats murder each other was a Bad Choice
I just survived a mob hit and swam a mile down a river just to escape them so no, I’m not in the goddamn mood to play nice-–give me your fucking car or I’ll blow your head off ok?
and, what the f–why are you laughing? tHIS ISNT FUNNY GIVE ME YOUR CAR–YES I KNOW IM NAKED ALRIGHT AND ITS COMPLETELY IRRELEVENT
you shoved a giant bag of cash and drugs in my arms while running from some people and tracked me down later to take it back but oho boyy fuck that I’m not givin this back. serves u right to thinking I’d be too innocent to do anything with it
I stole ur car to outrun these assholes but we got t-boned and now both of us are staring down 7 gun barrels-–don’t worry babe ok I totally have this handled
all I’m trying to do is capture this fucking guy but you just busted in here like such an ass to try and kill the mofo and I swear to god I will shove my foot so hard up your ass if you kill him—
I apparently pissed of the ‘fate committee’ by not dying when I was supposed to so now I’m stuck in some fucken final destination shit by avoiding all these attempts to off me–🖕🏽 fucku you’ll never get me
I have searched for years, gone through seven disguises, and am LAYERS deep in lies, ALL to get to the bottom of this mystery and claim my reward and here you come fucking EVERYTHING UP-–either you leave and wipe that goddamn grin off your face or I blow your brains out, go ahead and choose.
*freezes when they say youll have to kill them to get rid of them*
*sees them smiling at it* aight fuck yuo—
*record scratch* yes, some might wonder how I got in this situation: me, here, with a broken nose, few fallen teeth, my entire apartment complex on fire, lipstick all over my neck and ten cocked guns pointed straight at my head, but let me tell you– it’s actually a funny story.
yes I am gonna be fucking bitter about being stranded in space with an alien army chasing after us, I signed up for space rocks and neil degrasse tyson not the spacetime fucking oddessy
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