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lizkreates · 11 months
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Black Coffee & Donuts ☕ 🍩
~A Trigun fan comic~
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[ID: PAGE 1 Panel 1: Wolfwood and Vash sit at a bar counter just as they’re finishing breakfast. Wolfwood annoyed, is hunched over grasping his coffee mug as he pushes Vash’s face away, who is playfully waving a chocolate sprinkle around. Dialogue: Vash: “Try a donut? Come on, they have sprinkles on the today!” Wolfwood: “Forget it, Spikey!”
Panel 2: Close-up of Vash’s hands breaking the donut into a smaller piece, crumbs flying in the air.
PAGE 2: Panel 1: Vash, drawn in chibi style, reaches over and gently places the donut piece on Wolfwood’s empty plate, utensils resting on the side. Wolfwood, holding his hot black coffee, looks over his glasses annoyed. Dialogue: Vash: “Just a piece?”
Panel 2: Close-up of Vash with pleading eyes and an innocent smile asking “Do it for me?”
Panel 3: Dialogue: Wolfwood: “Okay, but only if you try black coffee.” Vash: “You got yourself a deal!” Wolfwood and Vash toast their coffee mugs in agreement.
PAGE 3 Panel 1: Wolfwood, eyes closed, begrudgingly puts the donut piece in his mouth and eats it. Dialogue: I don’t get what’s so great about this.
Panel 2: Wolfwood looks over to Vash, who is cartoonishly dumping the entire cup of hot coffee in his mouth. He snaps at him “What are you doing?!”
Panel 3: Vash yells, “HOT HOT HOT!!!” Steam rises out of his mouth, and tears stream down his face as he waves his mouth with both hands in an attempt to cool it down. Wolfwood shouts, “You idiot! You’re not supposed to drink it all at once.”
Panel 4: Wolfwood calms down, now concerned if Vash burned himself, and asks “Are you okay?” Vash leans over and chugs a pitcher of water and answers “Mm-mm.” (Which is uh-huh mumbled.)
PAGE 4: Panel 1: Close-up of Wolfwood’s lower face, as he takes off his glasses, no longer concealing part of himself. “Sorry, I should have warned you.”
Panel 2: Wolfwood looks down remorsefully and cradles his coffee mug with both hands. “You need to respect it. Nurse it slowly, let it cool down. Savor the bitter taste.”
Panel 3: Close-up of Wolfwood’s eye in surprise. “It sounds just like you,” Vash observes.
PAGE 5: Panel 1: Wolfwood lights up and laughs, “Ha it sure is!” Panel 2: Vash lightly blushes and smiles softly looking at Wolfwood’s contagious grin. He got him to smile, a win.
PAGE 6: Panel 1: A view from behind, we see Vash and Wolfwood from the back as they continue their banter. Vash sits like a gay, legs everywhere, and Wolfwood straight like a proper Catholic boy. Vash asks “How’s the donut?” Wolfwood responds, “It’s sickeningly sweet…actually it reminds me of you.” Vash blushes, “Aw, Wolfwood! You called me sweet~” Wolfwood denies it, “N-no I didn’t…!” Kuroneko, a black cat, sleeps at the foot of Wolfwood’s bar stool. End ID.]
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coquelicoq · 1 year
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Hi again! Thanks for answering my previous ask! I find it funny that I have the opposite thoughts about story formats, feeling more comfortable with static images from manga (or words in a book) than the fluidity of animation/live action series. I guess having read manga since I was like 10 I'm just used to it as a format and don't find the points you make any issue? (Always read top to bottom, then right to left, and dialogue has pointers or an icon in/besides the bubble, rarely left wholly to context.) While in contrast, during dramas I often feel that I didn't get to catch the details before they're gone from the screen. Regardless, it was cool to hear your opinion on manga! 🐰💛
(By the way, yep, natsuyuu simply comes from mashing the words together to make the name shorter, which is pretty standard, especially if there's not enough words to make an interesting acronym. And if I may comment, I love the FMA manga, so if you do get to watch either of the anime version, I would enjoy knowing your opinions on the FMA:B adaptation, since it's the one that's closest to the manga. Only if you decide to watch and share, of course. 🐰💛)
that is really interesting! i like that you're distinguishing between static forms like books/manga and moving forms like animation/live action. that makes a lot of sense. my first instinct is to think of it as forms with pictures (manga/graphic novels/animation/live action) vs. forms without pictures (books), because any time there are words and images, the images become secondary to me. i'm so into words that sometimes i don't even look at the images because i just want to get to the next words! whoops!!
thank you for explaining the whole "natsuyuu" thing because i was almost at the "i don't know what this is and now i'm too afraid to ask" point and then i would have just been suffering in silence lol. i think FMA: Brotherhood is the one that was recommended to me earlier, so hopefully i will get around to watching it someday! thank you for all of this info and for your thought-provoking questions! have a lovely friday <33
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eroticain · 1 year
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Wukong can NOT keep his hands to himself. He is constantly needing physical touch with Reader, and that can mean anything between holding her hand and being inside of her.
The amount of times she has to fend him off with a promise of letting him have fun later. Hell, she might do some teasing of her own, telling him that if he can behave for a while she'll let him breed her to his heart's content.
Which is a mistake on her part, since they wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon when that time comes. Especially since he keeps finding moments to whisper in her ear how excited he is to fill her up later.
Also he keeps pinching her ass to make her squeak, only laughing more when she glares at him.
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It is time to unleash the hornyyyyyy
Oh he most certainly can NOT keep his hands to himself. And could you imagine if he had anything like a heat. Oml mans would not be able to control himself.🤤
I imagine that in that case:
He's been absolutely insatiable lately. You didn't know what was going on, all you knew was that Wukong couldn't last more than five minutes without trying to crowd you onto any nearby vertical or horizontal surface. It wasn't too bad at first since he was only doing it when you too were alone, but it quickly spread to public places as well. Not a single person, friend or stranger, could approach you without a feral monkey demon growling in their face before practically trying to mount you in front of them. Tripitaka had to use the tightening spell more than once just to get him off of you. 
It'd almost be comical if it weren't for how embarrassed you were. You were confused and becoming more sexually frustrated every time the demon randomly shoved his hand down your pants, which, in turn, only seemed to make his behavior worse. 
You kept subtly trying to tell him to calm down or at least wait, but every time he would concede and leave you alone he'd be back two seconds later like the conversation didn't happen. 
It got to the point where you had to actively avoid Wukong so he wouldn't hump your leg like a wild dog, which is easier said than done, this monkey was better at finding you than a bloodhound. It was during this time, that you were hiding and Wujing stumbled upon you. 
For a second, you thought it was Wukong and was about to run for it when you noticed it was just Sandy. "Oh thank, Buddha. I thought you were Wukong." You clutched your racing heart. "What the hell is wrong with him lately?" 
"You don't know?" Wujing asked. 
"Know what?" 
"Sorry, I just thought he would have told you. Given that you two have been together for a while now. Though I suppose that is giving him a lot of credit. Allow me to explain..." 
Wujing carefully explained the delicate state Wukong was in and that being in a village filled with potential rivals wasn't helping. And just as Sandy was finishing his biology lesson Wukong dropped right out of the fucking sky between you and Sandy in the alley way. He looked pissed. 
Wujing, being the peacemaker he was, managed to make it out with all of his limbs intact. 
But that left you alone with the Monkey King himself, and while you would have snuck off while Wujing was getting his shit recked, their skirmish was blocking the only exit. And so, as the growling monkey demon advanced on your shriveled form, all you could do was let out a nervous laugh and try reasoning with the king you were about to turn down for tenth time today. 
“Wukong, wait. Let’s talk about thi—!” 
The demon then pounced on you and began groping at any body part or piece of clothing he could get his sharp claws on. You let out a yelp and began getting swept away in the moment when he latched onto your neck and began sucking and biting at the available skin as he attempted to remove your pesky robes. 
You threw your head back as he ground his half hard cock directing into your clothed clit. Wukong hadn’t had many partners before you but you found he was nothing if not a quick learner that developed an incredibly accurate aim when it came to all of your weak spots. 
However, unfortunately for Wukong, you came to your senses as he began licking his way down your now exposed torso and you began tugging at his hair to pull him off. 
“Wait, wait! STOP!” Wukong instantly detached from your body with a trail a spit still connecting his lips to your tits. He looked dazed and not fully cognizant, but even so you could see that he was using every bit of will power to focus on you. “N-Not,” you took a second to compose yourself. “Not here.” 
Wukong did something you never would have expected from him in a million years, he whined. You quickly shushed him and stroked through the fur around his face and neck to calm him down. 
“Later. If you wait,” you cupped his cheeks to make sure he was looking directly into your eyes, “you can have me all night long and fill me as much as you want.” 
The sage shivered and tried to lean forward to kiss you, but you firmly held him where he was. 
“But ONLY.... After nightfall and other’s find a place to stay. Then?” You checked to make sure he was still listening to which he gave an eager nod, “Then you can take me far anyway from the village and fuck me to your heart’s content. Deal?” 
He whined again. 
“Deal?” You arched a brow at him. 
“D-Deal.”
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kkmcshouty · 6 months
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What was supposed to be a quick comic turned into a several week long distraction. After listening to the fan song "Writing on the Wall," I started thinking and realized Alhaitham's probably one of the more major pieces keeping Kaveh from overworking and I got a scene in my head that I couldnt shake, so I made a vertical comic as practice for my upcoming webtoon Hero/Villain (which has a preview up on Webtoon Canvas if you're interested).
I also highly recommend checking out the original song (linked in a reblog cause we know how tumblr is with links). It's one of those fan songs that isn't just a fan son, it's a song about artists and struggles that come with the territory and it's an absolute gem.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed my attempt at making a vertical comic look good on modern tumblr, figuring out image sizes was a pain.
(Oh also if you want to see it in video format, check out my instagram reel! I even added a snippet of the song to it)
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stillness-in-green · 26 days
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Bring It All Back (Part 4/4)
~A Tone Poem on Returning to the Status Quo~
Warning: IMAGE-HEAVY. A Webtoons-style vertical scroll comic using rearranged and recontextualized panels from My Hero Academia.
Deku keeps saying he'll bring everything back to normal. My god, doesn't he know?
(Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three)
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Closing Thoughts:
o Even if AFO orchestrated Shigaraki's entire life, that doesn't change all the rest of this.
o Didn't use much of AFO, Harima, the MLA, and other historical stuff because the piece is supposed to be mainly about the problems in the here and now. The older problems linger, certainly, but I tried to only use the history angle when it was relevant to current problems, chiefly the immense suffering that motivated the hospital attack and the HPSC's willingness to circumvent the law in the name of the illusion of peace and stability.
o Thank you to my Translator Sis for her invaluable help in me learning how to use Medibang on the fly.
o Thank you to @codenamesazanka for the same as above and also for providing a number of scans for this piece.
o Thank you to my dear partner for the use of his enormous monitor, which allowed me to catch some transparency errors that otherwise would have gone unnoticed, and also for the shoulder massages and loving insistence that I take a few days off from this when my arm went on strike two weeks in.
o Thank you to everyone else for reading!
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gloomy-prince · 5 months
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How much time do you spend on one ep of trans Eddie au comic? And on Rainbow one?
I spend more time on RAINBOW! since the episodes are generally longer. Trans Eddie also takes less time because since I originally formatted it for tumblr, I was trying to avoid them being too long and obnoxious to scroll through so not only are they (usually) less panels per episode but the format is pretty strictly either one horizontal panel that stretches the screen or two vertical panels side by side, just repeating this layout every ep. So this just means I also don’t have to spend any time thinking about the panel layout of a trans Eddie episode pretty much at all. I don’t know exactly how much time I spend on the average ep, I’ve been meaning to time myself but I just always forget to… I tend to spend about a day on each task (one day laying out/modeling, one day sketching, one day inking etc), though I might sketch and ink or ink and flat an episode on the same day… just depends how much work I have ahead of me I suppose
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emnesoi · 6 months
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i just rewatched dawn of the deep soul !!! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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i realized that the beacon and Bondrewd's mask are supposed to be visual parallels. i didn't pick up on that before for some reason. im not sure what this means symbolically yet.
most of the screenshots i took have the beacon in them because i have something of a fascination with vertical shafts of light. luckily, so did the director.
visually, it has the same "problem" as season 1, which is that the visuals are obviously fantastic but the comic's visuals are so absurdly imaginative and high-effort that it ends up looking not that great just by comparison. in a vacuum, it's easily one of the best-looking movies i've ever seen, but only in a vacuum.
the use of various thematic leitmotifs from the first season while recounting Prushka's backstory made me cry.
i probably have other stuff to say but i gotta let it ferment in my brain for a bit please be patient
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artystaroc · 1 year
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Back Home | Part 5
[Back] | [Next (Coming Eventually)]
HA! You weren’t expecting me to update, were you??!
Okay, but seriously. Remember when I started this after Halloween last year and it was supposed to be a short comic over the span of November (MAYBE creeping into December)? Haha... Happy time travel to me. This page has been a LONG time coming. This drawing is over a year old by this point. I’d drawn it first and made the rest of the comic around it. Wild, that. I would've had this out sooner but being that it’s as old as it is I wanted to fixed the face on Teruteru as I wasn’t happy with it anymore. Plus I needed to do something to make it a vertical page ‘cause otherwise it would’ve been awkward. WORTH IT. I think it looks so nice.
So yeah, thank you all for being patient with me for all of this. I am damn determined to finish this comic but school’s been taking up all my time, so... ughhhhhh... I’m in finals so I’m not gonna worry about it for a while.
See ya when I see ya. Hope y’all have/had a happy and safe Halloween!
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goldenavenger02 · 6 months
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lies of omission
So when they returned to the Monastery, and Lloyd retreated into the study to make a plan on how to obtain the dragon cores before Imperium could find out about them and the power they held, Sora couldn’t stop herself from grabbing Arin’s wrist and bringing him with her into her own plan.
Find out what else Lloyd was hiding.
This is for all 64 of you who voted on my poll, and the 25% of you who wanted the story about Arin and Sora finding out about Lloyd's heritage. I hope you all enjoy this one :)
“Um, how did you just never mention that you’re the grandson of the guy who created Ninjago?”
“Eh, it never came up.”
Sora didn’t want to be angry; between working with the others to locate the dragon cores, still trying to figure out the depths of his abilities as well as the fact that she knew that she would eventually have to go back to Imperium to stop Beatrix, the last thing she wanted was to be angry with Lloyd.
But, it still simmered inside her like a steady flame catching onto dry timber because he was keeping things from her and yeah, she wasn’t a ninja super fan like Arin, but he still could have told them before it ended up just coming out like that.
With how much had been kept from her all of her life, she wanted to believe that Lloyd would be different, that she could finally trust another adult again, but this just proved to her that she was sorely mistaken.
So when they returned to the Monastery, and Lloyd retreated into the study to make a plan on how to obtain the dragon cores before Imperium could find out about them and the power they held, Sora couldn’t stop herself from grabbing Arin’s wrist and bringing him with her into her own plan.
Find out what else Lloyd was hiding.
“I don’t know, Sora,” Arin admitted as she picked the lock on Lloyd’s bedroom door, twisting the small piece of metal she carried with her for this exact reason carefully, “if he’s locking us out of his room, he probably doesn’t want us to go in there.”
“He’s hiding more than being the First Spinjitzu Master’s grandson, Arin,” Sora shook her head as she felt the lock click into being unlocked, “and I am sick of not being told the truth by others, especially when I’m supposed to trust them.”
“Was it really a lie though?” Arin asked as she twisted the knob, opening the dark room and allowing him to step in before shutting the door and pocketing the hand-crafted metal pick, “it’s not like we ever asked who his grandfather was.”
“It was a lie of omission, purposefully not telling us that,” she insisted as she put her hand on the wall in order to find the light switch, “how can we even be sure that my elemental powers weren’t passed down somehow like the others? Just because Lloyd had never seen it doesn’t mean that no one had ever seen it.”
“I guess you’re right,” Arin shrugged while putting his hand on the light switch and flicking it upwards while speaking, “after all, there was a whole elemental alliance during the Serpentine Wars and-whoa.”
Sora couldn’t even ask because when she turned around from where her eyes had been scanning Lloyd’s extensive bookshelf full of Starfarer comics at the foot of his bed, she laid her eyes on what had cut Arin off.
It wasn’t the vertical, cracked, wooden frame on his bedside table with a photo of an older man putting his hand on the shoulder of a much younger Lloyd or the horizontal frame of their teacher around the same age, but standing next to the much younger ninja and his uncle.
No, it was the haphazardly open scroll lying in front of both of them, displaying a drawing of a golden monster that had four arms, large horns sticking out of its head and glowing purple eyes.
“What the hell is that thing?” Sora demanded as she picked up the scroll, feeling the wear on the edges of it, not surprised that it was in a much older form of Ninjargon with how yellow it was.
“I think it’s an Oni,” Arin supplied as he walked forward to examine the illustration closer, his eyes squinting with concentration, “but the Oni aren’t gold, they’re as black as the deepest darkness you’ve ever seen.”
“Arin, you’re speaking in gibberish,” Sora cut off her friend’s ramblings while pushing the scroll into his hands, “what is an Oni?”
“They’re demons who only want to destroy. They invaded Ninjago when I was a little kid, and turned everybody into stone with their darkness,” Arin insisted as he tried to read the ancient language, “but the ninja vanquished them with the Tornado of Creation. They’re supposed to be gone.”
Sora’s heart dropped as she continued to look at the illustration and her stomach dropped just thinking about fighting that thing…even with help from Riyu, there was no way that she was anywhere near ready to fight a demon who only wanted to destroy, especially not one that was different enough that it worried Arin.
“Can you make out any of the Ninjargon?” Sora questioned, stuffing her hands into her pocket as she leaned over his shoulder even though she was fully aware that it was way out of her league.
“Only one phrase, and I’m not even sure if it’s right,” Arin admitted, his voice shaking as he spoke, “the descendant of light and darkness”,” 
The fear on her best friend’s face was enough to make her worry that he knew exactly what that meant, but she knew that she had to ask regardless, her mouth going dry, “Lloyd is the grandson of the First Spinjitzu Master-”
“-and the son of Lord Garmadon.” Arin confirmed as he put the scroll down, “we need to get out of here, now-”
“What are you two doing in here?”
Lloyd’s voice was stern, quite a few degrees above any of the annoyance that Sora had heard before, only making her fears that he was going to unleash the entirety of whatever the hell she and Arin couldn’t translate on them.
But when the two of them turned around, she was mildly relieved that he looked exactly like himself, albeit pissed off as he continued to speak, “this is an invasion of privacy, you two.”
“We’re leaving now, Lloyd,” Arin insisted, grabbing onto Sora’s wrist and trying to pull her out, but despite her fear, her anger took over and she refused to move despite Arin’s insistence of “Sora, let’s go.”
“Why didn’t you tell us that the First Spinjitzu Master is your grandfather?”
“I already explained this, Sora,” Lloyd sighed as his eyes continued to scan the room, seemingly trying to figure out what they had messed with, “it never came up.”
“It just never came up?” Sora scoffed as she reached for the scroll, making sure that it unrolled itself where Lloyd could see it in all of its horrific glory, “or did you want to keep this from us, like everything else that you haven’t told us?”
Sora expected Lloyd to lash out at her, to tell her to get out of his monastery, even just to scream at her for violating his personal space; so when his muscles tensed and his face froze in a mix of what looked like guilt and fear, she almost felt bad for not leaving when Arin tried to pull her away. Almost.
“Arin, I need to speak to Sora. Alone.” Lloyd finally spoke, his fists still balled up in what looked like stress until Arin left the room, when he only moved to pull the worn scroll out of her hands.
“My parents hid everything from me,” Sora’s anger was bubbling up now, unable to be stopped as she started to shout, “everyone hid everything from me in Imperium and I thought you were different, Lloyd!”
“Sora-” Lloyd started, but her yells cut him off with a violence that scared her in the deepest parts of her beating heart.
“Ever since we met, you’ve been honest with us. You told us everything, and now this!” Tears were starting to prick at her eyes against her will, the signs of where she had grown up starting to push through the exterior that she had built, “I wanted you to be different, Lloyd. I needed you to be different.”
“Do you really want to know everything?” Lloyd’s voice was filled with a comforting tone despite the numbness in between the lines, but when Sora nodded, the last thing she wanted to hear came out, “then you’ll have to wait.”
“But why?” She demanded, starting to feel the fire burn in her chest again, “why don’t you want me to know?”
“It has nothing to do with you, Sora. It has everything to do with me,” and with those words, the fire was instantly extinguished with confusion, but her lack of questioning allowed him to continue, “I’m not ready to talk about it. I don’t fully understand all of it, nor did I ever want it to happen. I can’t stop you from doing your own research, nor would I ever dissuade you with how much your ancient Ninjargon needs work.”
Despite the heavy air around them, she couldn’t help but smile briefly at the mild jab at her awful translation skills before letting out the apology that had built up despite her anger.
“I understand, and I’m really sorry for digging through your stuff, but can I ask you one question? After that, I’m done prying. I swear.”
“You can ask me whatever you need to, Sora,” Lloyd insisted, his gentle, calloused hand resting on her metal shoulder, “whenever you need to, even if I’m unable to answer.”
“Are you an Oni?” She couldn’t hide her voice trembling and given Lloyd’s slight slump of his body, he definitely heard it as well.
“The First Spinjitzu Master was half Oni and half Dragon, so are Garmadon and Master Wu, but my mother is human.”
“So you’re Oni, Dragon and human?” Lloyd’s nod was all the confirmation she received to which she couldn’t but speak while the pieces clicked in her head, “that’s why you’re the conduit, because you’re part dragon.”
“Yeah, that sounds about right,” Lloyd agreed before waving her toward the door, the scroll still in his left hand, “I’ll be out to talk about the plan in a few minutes. You should head downstairs.”
“Okay,” Sora nodded and headed toward the door, only to stop and say, “and Lloyd? I get the whole “shitty parents” thing, so you can talk to me too.”
“Does this mean you still trust me?” Lloyd’s voice was soft as he looked up from the scroll, his green eyes full of genuine questioning.
“Yeah,” Sora agreed, no longer harboring the anger that had built up inside of her once he she had processed his reasoning for his own lies of omission, “yeah, I guess it does.”
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bunbunbillion · 8 months
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not sure if i already did this before here, but consider this a formal introduction to the transfer of my twitter media thread to tumblr. and im starting it with a really special one!!!
Tonight............. i finished Super Lesbian Animal RPG by Bobby Schroeder (@ponett / @slarpg) with my friends. I shared the experience with two who had played the game already, and another who was as blind as me.
i will say without going into at all, but if you are a gay furry (especially trans) and love stuff like sonic, or MLP:FiM, or just gay fantasy in general, go play this game. It's REALLY GOOD! going in blind was a treat. That being said, here's my thots.................. theres a LOT!!!!!
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i didn't actually find out about SLARPG until i began reading the sonic archie comics a year or so back. i needed a reading order and by GOD did I find one. not to start this post about slarpg with a ramble about sonic archie, but it was genuinely such a great read, and all the stuff on Thanks, Ken Penders ( @thankskenpenders ), made it all the more enjoyable! that ASIDE it's also how i saw the author of the blog, who i realized i was following already for awhile, was making her own game! and one so shamelessly gay and furry as well! i was INSTANTLY interested...
after the game came out, it took me awhile to get around to it. it wasn't until someone very close to me got really into it that i decided i'd commit the time. it took 20 hours of gay activity, but i started it having silly fun voice acting a bunch of animals with my friends, and ended with tears in my eyes and love in my heart.
the game is written in a way that just gels perfectly with me. everything is both very casual feeling, but also genuine. it's never really ashamed of what it is, and that's all i can ask for from a game with a name like Super Lesbian Animal RPG.
The characters are easily the highlight of the game, never once feeling like simple cutouts or stereotypes. Everyone is just a delight to read. My favorites were easily Melody, Allison, and the man himself Javis. Being a gay ADHD filled bunny with a love for hitting things with sticks and hammers, Allison especially spoke to me.
The world of SLARPG is only seen through a small vertical slice, with the vastness left to your mind, which works very well in its favor. Slowly as you explore the areas your presented, you learn more and more about the world just through your own intuition. Discover the races that live on the planet, where the characters all came from to get here, the power structures put into place, how magic has effected such a modernized world. It makes you want to learn so much more, really. I found myself really interested in the vague lore we get of the supposed Gods that make up the powers of the world, which I hope can be further expanded on one day.
As a Video Game(tm), id say it does exactly what it sets out to do. I'm an RPG Girl, i love Figuring Shit Out in them. I play them headfirst and love to make strategies for silly bosses especially. SLARPG is a RPGM VX Ace game that doesn't exactly do anything CRAZY, as much as it does use its platform incredibly well. It is a SOLID RPG, it sets out to have a concise and simple battle system, with a lot of fun tools to play with. Even if I recognize all the scripts being used, how they get used always felt great. There were very few slipups in the way the game was put together when i played too, which as an RPGM dev, is always impressive to see. I think my only point of contention while playing was the random encounters getting a bit monotonous near the final stretch of the game, and the bosses being a bit too easy for my liking, but otherwise, mwah great rpg!!
one of the BIGGEST highlights, outside of the writing, is the amazing art, and i really mean it!! EVERY character has an amazingly cute character portrait, and every single sprite is so full of life! the backgrounds/tilesets tend to take the cake though, some of the best I've seen in a game like this personally. The dungeons are incredibly visually striking, and every single character design sticks in my head as memorable. MAJOR props to Javis and all his boys too. god bless those freaks.
and finally, i can talk about the writing in specific. it is... special. and i mean that in the best way i can. the story is pretty simple. Melody Amaranth and her girlfriend Allison Goleta join their friends guild to go on adventures, and are granted magic by their mage using a forbidden ritual. From there, hijinks ensue, involving a sociopathic VHS headed cipher-like individual, the worlds most jerkish butch, and a proclaimed Goddess of Magic coming for YOU!!! Despite all that though, the story to me felt focused much more on the relationship between the protagonists. Especially Melody and Allison.
I'm not sure how much I could go into specifics from memory alone, but it is... really good, what they do with the two main girls. Exploring the ways relationships blossom and mend. It's never all drama, nor is it all flowers. It's very real feeling. I connected to it a lot, in ways I never thought I could. Recently, I've been re-exploring my sexuality, what I want in romance, if I can even FEEL romance. This game helped a lot. It helped me be a lot more honest about my feelings, and let myself open up a lot more.
It wasn't just Melody and Allison either, there's multiple other great relationships in the games story. They're ALL adorable, and ALL amazingly written. We see a perfect mix of childhood love, new love, and trained love, each one shown with both strain, and triumph. As a girl who longingly read countless yuri manga and scoured plenty of garbage yuri anime as a kid desperately looking for something I could see myself in... and then this game comes along not only with that amazing representation, but two of the main characters are like VOCALLY transgender!! they don't play around SHTI!! This game is like a cup of cold, refreshing, root beer. god BLESS!!!!!
im about done rambling now though. if you got this far reading and still havent played slarp, WHATRE U WAITING FOR!!! GO KISS SOME GIRLS!!! GOD BLESS!!!!!!!
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ADDENDUM: THE MUSIC FUCKS HARD AND CRAZY STYLE I ALMOST FORGOT EVEN AS THE TUNES PLAY IN MY HEAD!! THIS SHIT IS SOME REAL VGM CLASSICS OF ALL TIME
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birdmenmanga · 15 days
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It's sad because even though I like birdmen more you have to admit the "seeing something approach you through not your own eyes, but someone else's" moment in kekkaishi was far far superior just from an execution standpoint
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The beats of these two scenes are incredibly similar— you've got the internal monologue, and then the image input interrupting it, followed by the approach, and finally, the beat and finale.
I think the execution in Kekkaishi is much better for several reasons— first, the series has made it extremely clear that Yoshimori can "see" in some sense with his shikigami, since the kekkaishi use it for surveillance purposes. The panels which you're seeing it from the shikigami's eyes also have a filter of screentone over it, making it really clear which images are the ones that he's receiving versus the ones he's actually seeing with his real eyes.
In BIRDMEN, however, I don't think it had been made totally clear that Karasuma could see from Takayama's eyes yet. Most of the time it's Takayama peering through the telepathic connections, rather than the other way around, and because there's no direct precedence of "Karasuma sensing what Takayama's sensing" it's a lot less explicit, and therefore impactful, when this happens. You've got the two panels from Takayama's POV with the white speed lines, but I don't think they're visually distinct from the other panels to really drive that point home.
If you look at the panels too, you can see that Kekkaishi has a more dynamic and varied, with a lot of diagonals spicing things up. The panel of Gen saying "You're late." stacked on top of the one of him on the roof is a nice touch.
For lots of reasons I can imagine why the panels are laid out as they are in the BIRDMEN sequence. It's a descent, so you're going vertically down the page— that makes sense. Also, Karasuma's thought rectangles have always been horizontal black panels, so you've got to stay consistent. But in doing so, you lose a lot as well.
Having the panels all rectangles on the grid makes the approach far less dynamic. If you look at the Kekkaishi version, you can very clearly tell which moments are emphasized. The moment when Gen grabs Yoshimori's shikigami. The smaller panels are building up to the drop. If all the panels are more or less the same size, as it is in the BIRDMEN version, then none of the panels are really impactful.
I also think that a lot of the compositions within the horizontal panels... just aren't optimized like that? The top panel, which I think hold LESS emotional and narrative weight than the center panel of Karasuma saying "Not funny...", HAS to be bigger than the center one, because you're not supposed to have anything really important in the top margin. The long shot of takayama in flight has a ton of negative space to its left and right which I think adds nothing to the idea it's trying to convey. A sense of speed, or height, or a dive, is just much better conveyed though a vertical panel rather than a horizontal one.
I think if BIRDMEN were a vertical scrolling comic, this choice would be a lot more fitting. But at the end of the day, it isn't, and I think this scene was held back from its full potential by the allure of a cool concept. Sad!
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mauesartetc · 3 months
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Hi there! I don't know if you remember but I sent an ask regarding my character Venus ( thank you by the way. Still learning anatomy stuff ) and she will be a character for a web comic series I'm making. And I wanted to ask about my character Marcy/mars
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I took inspiration from the planet Mars and had her colors more saturated since I thought too bright red would be too visually overwhelming and since the planet Mars is more of a reddish brown. But then I got to her hair. Now I wanted to give her fire powers so I made her hair bright red because it's supposed to be pure fire. But then I looked at it again and realized it may look odd with her more saturated armor. But If I saturated her hair, it probably wouldn't look like fire
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And thank you again with the help for Venus. Here is what she looks like now and her name is Cleo
Oh yeah, welcome back! Yeah, I think Cleo's new color palette works better than the old one, and I like the clouds for her hair!
Feels like the first step of making a character's fiery hair look like fire is to focus on its shapes. Fire is naturally chaotic and uneven, so if the shapes of the hair are practically uniform, it's much harder for it to read as fire (especially in a single image that isn't animated).
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In my redline, I tried to maintain the overall shape of the hair while making the flames more believable (though if you were going for more realistic motion, all the hair would burn in a straight vertical direction, similar to Hades from Disney's "Hercules").
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And funny enough, Hades is proof that fire on a character can be literally any color and still look like fire. It's more about how it's drawn.
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I actually think the color of Marcy's hair works fine as it is, since its high saturation compared to her suit draws the eye toward her face. For my version, I just added a lighter, warmer color to the outlines as an easy way to make the hair look like it's glowing, punched up the saturation on the eyes a bit, and darkened her eyebrows just so they wouldn't blend in with the hair. I'm typically not a fan of transparent anime-style hair since it often betrays a lack of planning as to how the hair interacts with the facial features. But fire is transparent, so the hair gets a pass in this case.
Hope that helps!
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gerbelx2000-blog · 5 months
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Introducing Blue Blood Killer, a project that I will do in class and a future series that I will do.
SPOILERS:
Blue Blood Killer takes place in Europe, where a secret organization is sworn to protect those with superpowers from getting killed by an alien race known as the Caeruleans. The main characters are all humans except for the one that is a Caerulean who despises his species' ethics and views towards the homo sapiens. This story carries action-packed fantasy and a comedic tone. It also explores how both sides in a war may have grey moral compasses—similar to Animorphs, Deadpool, B the Beginning, and other modern X-men comic titles. 
2008: The story starts in Porta Venezia, Milan, where Airi Rossi, a spunky young girl, meets a shy, young alien boy– later known as Aoki Lombardi– after meeting each other in a forest where a spaceship crash landed. Airi and Aoki would become the best of friends as time passed. They grow in mutual understanding, with Airi understanding Aoki's powers and Aoki understanding human culture. Aoki was the only alien until the war began. His parents sent him away to avoid his capture by the Grand High Arclight and the Caerulean guards.
Nine years later
2017: A giant blue goop from the sky splashed all across the regions of Planet Earth, including European regions. The goop demolished buildings and statues and even caused earthquakes, tsunamis, and other natural disasters. The ones that survived have been contaminated with the blue goop from the sky, and the ones that didn't have succumbed to the disasters. Survivors have built makeshift hospitals and refugee camps–-Including one in the Milan Cathedral— in order to tend to each other. With their newfound powers, some people have attempted to rebuild establishments, monuments, and homes. Some have even attempted to replant new crops and jumpstart electricity for refrigeration, guidance, and communications.
6 Year War
2018:  Things have died down, at least for the moment. But right when Airi and Aoki were settling into their new home, a group of Caeruleans and Caerulean-Human mutations known as Azurites ambushed their home and began attacking them. Right when the Caeruleans were about to inject a concoction that would diminish her powers, Airi manifested the power of luck onto the plasma-like lycanthrope Aoki, causing him to obliterate the Caerulean soldiers and Azurites with a giant blast. Recognizing they were targets, the two raced out of their home and tried to find a place where they could not be found. As they began searching for a place, a teleportation disk stepped into view and warped them into a high-tech facility. This secret hideout was located underneath the grassy side of Parco Sempione. Another location was in Milan. 
This is where the two meet the stoic, no-nonsense Office CEO turned commander Edgar Watson and tech specialist Thea Cirillo. Their new goal is to save hundreds if not thousands, of lives from the Caerulean who try to terrorize and wipe out their superpowers. From there on out, they formed an organization known as the Lapis Reale. 
Aoki meets three more Caeruleans during the 6-year war. In 2020, he met an ill-tempered and antisocial Cerulean named Telice Cortecepts, who lives in the Vertical Forests of Milan. In 2021, he met Nizami Konojami, a crafty and eccentric Caeruelean who wields the power of the weather and is known for pranking Aoki. And in the middle of the summer, he meets Ciel Shimumu, a psychic Cerulean Aoki was supposed to marry by order of the High Arclight. 
2023: Years after saving countless lives, including ones who would become members of Lapis Reale, their new objective is to get rid of the person who started this war: an immortal Caerulean and leader of Caerule, known as the Grand High Arclight. The Grand High Arclight decides that since their soldiers couldn't muster any strength to wipe out the human race, they would have to take action. Grand High Arclight resorted to kidnapping all of the human race and eating it, regaining more power and immortality so that they could recreate their race. 
Not wanting to die, Airi, the rest of the Lapis Reale force, and the reformed Cerulean soldiers team up to find ways to prevent them and the innocents from becoming digested. While doing so, Airi and Aoki have also spared the injured soldiers after fighting them to see if they're willing to switch allegiances. If possible, the two also help the aliens, who are non-soldiers around town, and give them food and shelter.
They began crawling out of the Grand High Arclight's digestive acid and trying to find their brain(their weak spot). This attempt was arduous as Azurites were lurking within their stomach, trying to rip the bubble the Earthlings were in and then kill them. However, once they reached the brain, they finally shut it off, resulting in the Grand High Arclight's death and their ship shutting down. After getting out of the ship and realizing that the Grand High Arclight was the one that powered the ship, the Airi and the group scrambled to find the controls. Having full knowledge of the Caerulean language and technology, Aoki and several of the reformed Caeruleans powered up the ship and piloted it back home. The story ends with a festival celebrating the two races' victory, defeating their immortal godlike tyrant. 
Blue Blood Killer (ブルー・ブラッド・キラー) Characters.
Airi Rossi(アイリ・ロッシ, Age 28, Tychokinesis):  A spunky, optimistic girl and the aunt of a girl named Hiromi who always gets herself into trouble no matter how big or small. However, she makes up for her clumsiness with her incredible knowledge of astronomy and astrology that she inherited from her father, and her willingness to help others in need, even after going through so much disasters. Her main superpower is luck, meaning she can increase the probability of her and her friends.  She and Aoki have been best friends since childhood. Prior to the war against the Caeruleans, she grew up to be a cop.
Aoki Lombardi or Niro Oregine(アオキ・ロンバルディ/ナイロ・オレギン, Age 28, Plasmakinesis, Wolf Physiology): Quiet, kindhearted, lonely Caerulean and at some point paranoid. After being separated from his parents and sent all the way to Earth, he became scared and alone until he met and befriended Airi. Prior to the war against the Caeruleans, he was a Mineralogist and Petrologist, and he would rather not have anyone including himself destroy life on a planet. Because that would see himself as a monster.
Thea Cirillo(テア・シリロ, Age 29, Technokinesis):  A sassy, partying, and mischievous, Tech specialist/hacker and a good friend mainly Airi and Aoki. In the aftermath of the destruction from the Blue Goop, and after being shafted by her estranged family, she traveled all the way from Paros and straight to Italy to find Edgar and her new coworkers.
Edgar Watson(エドガー・ワトソン, Age 41, Metalkinesis): Stoic and perfectionist man who was once President of the office building QUOCA Distribution(Quality United Observation Collective Administration) and is now leader of Lapis Reale. He is usually calm and collected, but when faced with any sort of nonsense or a threat that greatly impacts him and his associates he will lose his temper.
Marco Orlando(マルコ・オーランド, Age 38, Dragon Physiology): A wrestler with a big heart of gold and a muscle of a Titan. He had a wife named Key and a young daughter named Marcella and ever since they were killed, he had been devastated and angry, causing the newfound draconic powers to overtake him and go on a kill spree. After Lapis Reale defeats and reforms him, he decides to train himself both emotionally and physically in order to keep his inner demons at bay.
Benjamin Hoffman(ベンジャミン・ホフマン, Age 26, Hydrokinesis and Merfolk Physiology): A Jewish sailor borne from France dedicated to his job and his daily life routine. When the goop destroyed all of the areas in France, cities were destroyed his captain crew mates as well as families were killed and he was stuck in the ocean. Everything was all crashing down. However, Lapis Reale managed, he slowly had to get used to having new people in his life as well as having a new job. He’s used to having a routine and has a bad habit of overthinking, but his strength comes in unlimited geographic and oceanographic knowledge.
Kline Ledger “McCoy” Rossi(クライン・レジャー・マッコイ・ロッシ,Age 40, Jinx Manipulation): Former professor at Caraway University with a Ph.D. in astrophysics, an old friend of Edgar and Claude and the real father of Airi Rossi. Very lax and antisocial individual contrast to his cheery attitude prior to his kidnapping by the Caerulians. McCoy is his pen name.
Titus Gardener(タイタス・ガーデナー, Age 60, Elasticity): A kind old man who works and lives in the gardens of the Milan apartments. Like He’s a pacifist and sees the good in nature despite the flaws, hence why he’s not keen in a participating a war and would rather act as a part of a rescue team. He’s good friends with and would often bring tea in order to comfort them during a stressful situation.
Ciel Shimumu(シエル・シムム, Age 28, Psychokinesis): A Caerulian and a former significant other for Aoki/Niro who would often times sticks to the rules, especially, however will not outright dictate anyone and would rather stick to the sidelines if need be. However due to her psychic powers, she cannot ignore those suffering, human or Caeruleans. She’s good friends with Hinako and Airi Rossi.
Hope you guys like it.
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Hi! I just went through your guidelines and saw that the planned orientation of the zine is landscaped = horizontal as opposed to upright/portrait = vertical.
I have a background in publishing and based on my experiences this seems a bit of an odd choice to me, especially considering that longer pieces of writing will be included which would make for slightly weird looking and harder to read text formatting, i.e very flat and wide paragraphs. It would also mean that contributions like horizontal multi panel comics would require to be flipped in order to be readable. Just checking in to ask if you really, actually want to print in this format or if it was a mix up.
Hi, thank you so much for pointing that out to us! That was an error on our part, we were sure we'd put portrait but apparently not, so it was very helpful that you pointed that out.
That's now been corrected to say portrait as it was supposed to.
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moonlit-tulip · 1 year
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Yesterday I was chatting with a friend about comics, and he was complaining about how the pressures of the webcomic industry are slowly pushing in the direction of turning panel layout into a lost art, with sites like Webtoon increasingly moving in a "the comic is a vertically-stacked series of single panels, no complex layout required"-type direction, losing all the artistry of the more traditional "panels need to be laid out within pages, pages need to be laid out against one another in spreads" approach to comic-layout.
This seems plausible, as far as it goes. (I don't read much on Webtoon or its imitators, due to finding their format abstractly Off-feeling for reasons which may or may not be related to this, so I can't comment much on paneling trends there; but I do need to go pretty far out of my way, when selecting comic-reader software for local comic files, to find readers with actually-good handling of spreads, and I always have the vague feeling of something being lost when I read things like more-traditional webcomics which, although they do within-page panel layout, don't do spreads at all and are thus constrained to the canvas of a single page layout-wise.) But also, separately, it got me thinking...
So, currently, pressures in webcomics are pointing in the direction of removing layout-layers. Single pages instead of spreads; then individually-separable panels instead of pages; and if people can find ways to shrink things down still farther in the future without alienating their audiences too much then I expect they will. This is, as far as I can tell, a symptom of the broader mobilification of the internet, the switch in assumptions from "most readers are on desktops with reasonably-sized monitors wider than they are tall" over to "most readers are on phones with tiny monitors taller than they are wide".
But suppose one resists the mobilification effect and designs a webcomic primarily targeting desktop monitors, as in the old days (except now even bigger since monitor sizes have gone up in the last decade-and-a-half). Two-page spreads will be back on the table, at a minimum, allowing the same depth of layout-complexity as in paper books (and thus allowing one to ensure that, if one's webcomic eventually is printed into a paper book, it comes out looking good for the format). But, also, there's no deep reason things need to stop there. Once one decides to push in the direction of layout-complexity within a modern webcomic, there's nothing preventing the use of much fancier layouts than that. Three- or four-page spreads, instead of two-page, because one isn't limited by the logistics of book-spine-design any more; pages located in different positions relative to one another, rather than all the pages being lined up horizontally; pages of different shapes and sizes depending on what information they're conveying; and...
...and I've just reinvented the Infinite Canvas here, haven't I. Whoops. (Or at least a variant of it, with less focus on scrolling-in-place-of-hyperlinked-pages (since that's more the Webtoon thing which this is ~directly a reaction against) and more on spreads which, despite their largeness, can all fit readably onto a single monitor.)
Still. It does seem like there's some room for interestingness here, for those inclined to grasp at it (...and better at art than I currently am), vaguely analogous to the recent attempts at revival of Bespoke Personal Websites. Maybe a modernized Infinite Canvas variant is actually a meme worth spreading, to see if it can help counteract the layout-simplifying excesses of the mobile era in the comic sphere (at least in those particularly receptive to it) like how Neocities et al. are helping-on-the-margins to counteract the mobilification of people's personal sites!
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scarlet--wiccan · 2 years
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So, the Voices: Iceman Infinity Comic wrapped up today, and...I’m really not trying to be a hater, but it’s become pretty clear that this format is just not conducive to good storytelling, and these writers aren’t being given the space or time they need to make it work. 
The vertical scroll format demands a decompressed script (less action and information on a page), but these four-to-five issue miniseries demand deeply compressed storytelling (accelerated passage of time, information deposited in high concentration, rapid turnaround on character intros and/or conflict resolution).
It’s a recipe for failure. These stories have to be both slow and fast at the same, simultaneously narrow in focus and wide in scope. They’re published episodically, but those episodes only add up to approximately one standard print issue worth of material. Iceman is four chapters, each with its own conflicts and resolutions, plus newly introduced characters and relationships, but it’s all been squished into the page space of one regular comic.  
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In Vecchio’s Iceman, problems are solved too quickly, and new concepts and major changes in our hero’s life are glossed over at a startling pace. A lot of really interesting stuff happens, but characters and conflicts are shuffled off, unceremoniously, almost as quickly as they come up. I was particularly struck by the finale of issue #3. Bobby de-escalates a conflict with Daemond, a new antagonist who wants to steal his ice-powers, by correctly identifying that the young man is desperate and in pain. Bobby sends Daemond to his friend, Christian, for help, but the reader never learns why Daemond was in pain, why he wanted ice powers, specifically, or how Christian was supposed to help. And I wanted to know! I really enjoyed the earlier part of that issue, but I was enormously frustrated by the cramped ending.
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Trujillo’s Hulkling & Wiccan Infinity Comic had the opposite problem. The series meanders through character introductions in a new, alternate timeline while teasing a greater magical mystery, only to abruptly solve said mystery-- and the central emotional conflict-- in the back half of the final issue with no struggle or effort from our heroes. Nothing is gained here, which is just as well because nothing is earned. 
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There have been other, more successful Infinity Comics. The recent White Fox miniseries, by Alyssa Wong, worked as well as it did because it stuck to a single setting, and tailored the size and scope of the plot to the limited format. The ongoing X-Men Infinity Comic works precisely because it’s an ongoing-- the episodes don’t have to be cramped because there are more of them. 
The majority of Marvel Unlimited’s Infinity lineup is actually made up of supplemental one-shots, character primers, prologues, and non-canon comedy series like It’s Jeff or Marvel Meow. They’re a good fit for this platform because, let’s be honest, this is a subscription-based, alternative platform that’s riddled with technical problems and doesn’t get the same readership as standard comics. If Marvel wants to run stand-alone stories for major characters, especially fan-favorites that are popular with specific demographics, they really need to rethink the format and give their creators more support. 
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