#pencils: jon gray

[zylev-blog]

Danny is Jon Kent.

Danny was in English class when it happened. A portal opened under his desk and he fell into it, desk and all. When he was able to get his bearings of whatever he’d been dropped into, he was considering going ghost, but something deep inside of him told him to wait and watch. That his ghost half wasn’t needed yet. So he did.

He looked around. He noticed a teenager, around his age, that was dressed in a gray, black and red costume with a R on the chest, who was standing next to a blonde guy in a long trench coat.

“There you go, Batbrat. One Jon Kent for ya. Don’t kill this one, eh?” Constantine winked and teleported out of the room after clapping the ‘Batbrat’ on the shoulder.

The teen turned to him, walking over slowly. Danny was unnerved. He didn’t know who ‘Jon Kent’ was, or why he was summoned, but he didn’t want to have to defend himself with his English final and a pencil. He pulled the hidden Fentonbat from his pocket and extended it, aiming it at the teen.

“Don’t come any closer.” Danny hissed, “Who are you and why was I summoned here?”

The teen tilted his head. “You don’t recognize me?”

“Am I supposed to?” He kept the bat steady in his hands, but he doubted that it would do much against the teen. Something in him told him that the teen was more highly trained than he was and that he could decimate him without any effort.

The teen reached up and pulled the mask off of his face, looking slightly hopeful. “My name is Damian Wayne.” The teen looked him up and down, “The Jon Kent of my world is dead and you will take his place.”

“Alright, look, uh—Damian, was it? First off, I’m not Jon Kent, don’t even know who that is. Second off, I’m not taking some dead teens place. No way. That’s just creepy and it’s not happening.”

He was starting to get creepy vibes from Damian, and the only other person that creeped him out like this was Vlad, and Vlad was… well, Vlad.

“The world is in danger. Superman is going mad with his grief. He needs his son.” Damian looked into his eyes, “And I need my best friend back.”

“That’s a whole lot of nope from me.” He backed away, but found himself with the desk blocking his retreat. “Look, I’m honored but uh, my sister will get worried if I don’t come home and trust me, you don’t want that.”

“You don’t have a sister.” Damian took a few steps forward.

He stepped around the desk and kept it between him and Damian. “You’ve got the wrong guy! I don’t know who Jon Kent is! My name is Danny! Danny Fenton! And for once in my life, can you please send me back to school so I can take my English test?”

“I thought we would be friends in every universe.” Damian mumbled, “But I guess I was wrong.”

“Cool. Cool. Cool. Uh, quick idea, sending me home sounds fantastic.”

“The world needs you, Jon. I need you.” Damian frowned, “But if you won’t go willingly, I will force you.”

Loosing his temper, he spat: “I’m not Jon, you arrogant ass—“

He was cut off when he saw Damian pull a glowing green rock from his pocket. Instantly, Danny fell to his knees, dragging the desk down with him as he fell. He clutched his chest, making it feel like it was hard to breathe. He lost unconsciousness.

#dp x dc #dp x dc au #dp x dc writing prompt #dp dc crossover #dp x dc fanfic #dp x dc prompt #danny phantom crossover #dp x dc crossover #danny phantom #dp crossover #dpxdc prompts #dpxdc #dcxdp #Danny is Jon Kent #jonathan kent #kryptonian danny fenton #damian wayne #damian al ghul #Damian is desperate and is willing to do anything to stop Superman #Jon Kent is dead #beginning of injustice

[pocketsizedquasar]

world’s saddest, wettest archivist

[ID: A photo with a sketchbook page with an inked portrait drawing of Jon from the magnus archives, done in black ink over red pencil lead. Jon is a thin Persian person with long, graying dark hair and a thick beard. He wears glasses and a collared shirt and has scars dotted all over his skin. They are looking at the viewer with a sad, exhausted expression.]

#tma #the magnus archives #jon sims #jonathan sims #magnuspod #magpod #rusty quill #rqdescribed #tma fanart #art #my art

[fox-guardian]

happy tim stoker tuesday!! in celebration i iffer you this thought i just had, which is tim as a drag queen

kay so this ask is like at LEAST a month old but i couldn't stop thinking about it soooo.... TEEHEE

[ID: A digital drawing of the archive crew in drag costumes. The background is an off-white, and there is a colored shape behind each of them. Tim's is aqua, Jon's a muted purple, Martin's is blue, and Sasha's is bright green.

Tim is a midsized Latino man with light brown skin, a small goatee, heart-shaped ear gauges, and chest hair and he is wearing a long purple wig styled into a beehive with a sparkly bow, a short pink dress with a sparkly belt, pale pink heeled boots and opera gloves, a sparkly choker, and a plastic purple coat. He's wearing purple makeup with long lashes and eyeliner and is posed with one foot raised and his hands behind his head, lifting up his hair. He is smiling and looking up.

Jon is a shorter, thin Arab man with brown skin; long, curly gray and black hair with a matching mustache, and body hair. He is wearing a shiny green dress with a gold belt and a black shawl, short black heels, dark tights, gold eye-shaped earrings, and half-moon glasses on a green beaded chain. He is also wearing green eyeshadow and red lip gloss, and is smiling with his eyes closed while dancing a little, moving his shoulders with his hands held up by his sides.

Martin is a tall, fat white man with freckles, bright red hair, and a tooth gap. He is wearing round gold glasses with white circular earrings, a red white and gold scarf wrapped around his hair with a matching one tied around his neck as a choker, a white half-unbuttoned shirt under a red cardigan with the sleeves rolled up and showing cleavage, a black pencil skirt, peach colored tights, and short brown heels with gold on the backs of the shoes. He is wearing red lipstick and yellow eyeshadow, with cat eyeliner. He is smiling at the viewer and winking, holding a peace sign by his face with his other hand on his hip, leaning over slightly with his foot raised.

Sasha is a midsized Afro-Latina woman with long, curly dark hair styled into an exaggerated pompadour, freckles, body hair, a drawn on goatee and mustache, and orange contouring makeup. She is wearing a yellow mesh crop-top over her taped chest, pale yellow pants, yellow fingerless gloves, a plastic orange jacket, calf-height bright orange lace up boots, and earrings shaped like orange lightning bolts. She also has exaggerated winged eyeliner. She is facing sideways and smiling with one hand on her hip and the other raised over her head, and her legs are crossed over each other as if mid-step with one foot dragging behind her. end ID]

~~~~

i had to draw. them all. i couldn't stop but also couldn't focus because they all look so very good and Distracted Me.

they're all in their own like. levels of drag. sasha and martin went all in, tim went almost all in minus deciding not to shave, and jon just put on a nice outfit and called it a day <3 (also tim and sasha are wearing contacts, i still hc them as needing glasses)

#fg's art #the magnus archives #tma #tim stoker #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #sasha james #tim stoker tuesday #the drag archives #fg's answers #asks #do not archive #<- i dont need mr writerman seeing this uwu #also i hope that id is good lemme know if i should change anything

[julie-su]

THE Archie Comics Sonic the Hedgehog Series Issue 192 10th of September 2008 B-story (pages 19-23) 'Father & Son' featuring Scourge and Jules Hedgehog; Written by Ian Flynn, Pencilled by Jon Gray, inked by Jim Amash, Coloured by J&A Ray, Lettered by Teresa Davidson

#sth #sonic the hedgehog #archie sonic #scourge the hedgehog #jules the hedgehog #god I love writing alt text for comics but it's such a long time XD oh well enjoy everybody! #my personal favourite.

[werewolfwriter323]

*Slight TMA spoliers for Season 4 & 5

Lastly for tonight, I've got Elias Bouchard/Jonah Magnus. The main Bastard Man. The most boring and dramatic man that you've ever seen. Smug rat man. Wishes he was the Ceaseless Watchers Special Little Boy.

-Victorian styled hair

-Dyed hair silver, blonde still shows through in places

-Ties hair with ribbon

-Has a stupid pencil mustache

-Has green ring

-Is waving off concerns

-Has a green brooch instead of tie

-Black Victorican style shoes

-Wears white dress shirts

-Usually wears gray or black pinstripe suits

Also here's a doodle of OG Elias Bouchard, I drew for comparison.

-Has golden blonde hair

-His hair is long & messy

-Usually wears hoodies

-Is also usually high

Next up I'll probably be working on some little animations, or on S4 & S5 Jon redesigns. I have since had some more creative ideas as how I would think he might look during those seasons.

Anyway, enjoy the Bastard Man.

#the magnus archives #tma #tma fanart #drawing #elias bouchard #jonah magnus #tma spoilers #kinda

[comicbooksaregood]

Heroes for Hope Starring the X-Men

Volume: 1

Issue: 1

Heroes for Hope

Writer: Chris Claremont, Ann Nocenti, Jim Starlin, Jim Shooter, Stan Lee, Ed Bryant, Louise Simonson, Stephen King, Bill Mantlo, Alan Moore, Harlan Ellison, Jo Duffy, Mike Baron, Denny O'Neil, George R.R. Martin, Bruce Jones, Steve Englehart, Mike Grell, Archie Goodwin, Bernie Wrightson

Penciler: John Romita Jr, John Buscema, Brent Anderson, John Byrne, Bernie Wrightson, Charles Vess, Richard Corben, Mike Kaluta, Frank Miller, Brian Bolland, John Bolton, Steve Rude, Bret Blevins, Herb Trimpe, Gray Morrow, Paul Gulacy, Alan Weiss, Jackson Guice, Howard Chaykin

Inker: Al Gordon, Klaus Janson, Joe Sinnott, Terry Austin, Dan Green, Jeff Jones, Jon J. Muth, Tom Palmer, Richard Corben, Al Milgrom, Bill Sienkiewicz, P. Craig Russell, John Bolton, Carl Potts, Al Williamson, Sal Buscema, Gray Morrow, Bob Layton, Joe Rubinstein, Steve Leialoha, Walter Simonson

Colourist: Daina Graziunas, Marie Severin, Bob Sharen, Petra Scotese, Christie Scheele, Michelle Wrightson, Glynis Oliver, John Bolton, Ann Nocenti, George Roussos, Leslie Zahler

Cover: Arthur Adams

Marvel

#Heroes for Hope #X-Men #Beast #Blob #Callisto #Colossus #Kitty Pryde #Magneto #Mastermind #Nightcrawler #Rachel Grey #Rogue #Sage #Sauron #Scarlet Witch #Stefan Szardos #Storm #Toad #Wolverine #Marvel #Chris Claremont #Ann Nocenti #Jim Starlin #Jim Shooter #Stan Lee #Ed Bryant #Louise Simonson #Stephen King #Bill Mantlo #Alan Moore

[emerald-emerlad]

An short fic where Martin visits Jon's grave post-Change.

Word Count: 1,224

Warnings: Grief, Angst, Acceptance

He was buried by a willow tree, along a forest trail near the backyard. It was an old one, but the leaves were still as green as ever, though during the winter they turned white and sometimes blocked the snow from covering the tombstone. 

Martin approached it slowly, his cane skimming the dirt in one hand, and in the other a small bouquet of fresh flowers. He smiled sadly and placed them next to the grave, the petals swaying in the wind.

The air was cool, providing minor relief under the hot sun. It blew through his hair, which was already graying at the edges. It was shoulder-length now, and he hadn’t bothered to cut it. It felt… free, that way.

The grass folded underneath him as Martin shrugged off his backpack and pulled out a sketchbook. “Hey, Jon. It’s been a while.”

A bird landed on top of the grave, cocking its head and chirping. He smiled at it as he reached for a pencil. “But guess what? I got a job at some fancy university. A research professor. They seemed really happy to let me in.”

He began to sketch the tree, only this time it was a sapling, barely poking out of the dirt as it reached towards the sky.  “But… it’s far. Far enough that… I’m moving.”

The bird started collecting small sticks, fluttering up to the top of the tree. Martin realized it was making a nest and he stayed still, not wanting to disturb it. “Do you get it? This’ll probably be the last time I can visit you in a while.”

He sketched faster, a longing pain growing in his chest as he stared wistfully at the grave. “But, um, I think this job will be good for me. I’m taking, uh, therapy. Melanie suggested it, and the therapist says it’ll be like… a distraction.”

The drawing was finally coming into view, and Martin raised it up to compare it to the willow tree, taking out a lining pen. “It’s closer to everyone else, anyways. Oh, Georgie and Melanie are getting married. They’re… happy, all things considered. I’ve been helping them organize it.”

Inking a drawing took more precision, but he had grown used to keeping the lines quick and thin, using multiple layers. Martin paused to wipe off a singular tear falling from his eye. “ God , Jon, I wish you were there too.”

He shaked his head, blinking rapidly. “It’s… okay, though. You know, Basira and Daisy are opening a library. I’m gonna go help them after this. Oh, and there’s a memorial there for you. Tim and Sasha, too.”

Martin paused, placing the pen down and running his hands down his face. “Isn’t it weird? Everyone’s… moving on. We’re all growing older, and everything that happened is being put behind us. I’m trying. I swear I’m trying. It’s just… hard. Hard without you.”

He bit his lip, his jaw trembling. “Y-you know the first time I think I fell in love with you?” Martin chuckled, and the small bit of humor felt like a cool breeze under the sun. 

“God, I wish I knew. But… I think it was always just there. I didn’t think anything would happen. I really thought… I really thought I’d be alone for the rest of my life.”

He let out a shaky breath, then continued to line the sketch. “Sometimes I think I see them. The eyes. I thought they were following me, but they’re not actually there. They can’t be. Because… When I was pulled out of that rubble, something in the air had changed. It was lighter. It has taken me a while to understand, but Jon, I think it worked.

“They’re gone. The avatars and their powers. They can’t hurt anyone anymore,” Martin swallowed, sorrow filling his chest. “But that includes you. I- I first thought maybe you were hiding. Maybe, just maybe you were okay, that you were alive. But without the Eye, what was left?”

The bird suddenly landed much closer than he had expected, and he slowly reached out an arm. It chirped, then hopped on his shoulder. Martin blinked in surprise, then set his sketchbook down in an attempt to not disturb it. 

“But maybe you aren’t really dead. The Entities are still here, just weak. Can- can you still see us?”

Martin sighed, wrapping his arms around himself. The bird hopped off his shoulder and flew back to its nest. “I guess I mean… Can you see me ?”

A car horn startled him out of his thoughts, and he turned to see Georgie in her car, waving. Martin clenched his jaw, feeling tears trickle down his face. He quickly wiped them away and exhaled.

It was time.

He rested his hand on top of the rough tombstone. It took him a moment to find his voice, but when he did, the words flowed out.

“It’s been a long couple of years- but please, if you can somehow hear me, please know that I still love you. I always will. We saved the world, Jon. Together. If there was a chance to go back and restart, to save you, to save them all, I wouldn’t hesitate. But I’m… I’m sorry I couldn’t. I’m sorry for everything.”

He tore out the sapling drawing, and placed it next to the grave under a rock. It wasn’t finished, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to. Perhaps the bird would use it as a filling for the nest. Or maybe the wind would use it, like a wing as it gets blown towards a stream and folds itself into a boat.

Martin stood up with his cane, his legs shaking unevenly. He took a deep breath, and looked at the tree one last time. “I’ll come back, one day. I love you.”

Then he turned around, and walked slowly towards the car waiting for him on the side of the street. 

Martin did not look back.

-

The Eye watches. It watches all, all of humanity, watching each breath we make as closely as possible, watching each blade of grass shiver in the wind, and each snowflake melt on the sidewalk.

The Eye knows. It knows all, all of the emotions one has experienced, never experienced, and wishes to. It knows the secrets of everyone who passes by the threads that weave in and out of the air, knitting the very fabric that is laid upon our existence.

The Eye sees. It sees the waves that splash our shores, the leaves that are buried under decades of dirt, and the strings that bind each individual together, bringing them closer and pulling them away. It sees the sun, the sky, and a willow tree by a forest trail. 

The Eye was not the first, but it will be the last. It has kept watch for all of eternity, and will not stop now. 

It watches. 

It knows.

It sees. 

It understands . 

It has not felt anything since the very beginning. It has not been understood since before. It did not understand the crumbling of the Watcher’s Crown, when the Archivist turned into the Archive turned into the Eye, and the Eye only.

But for an Eye to see, it needs a body. And for an Eye to know, it needs a brain.

It-no, he watches. 

He understands.

#my fic #tma fic #the magnus archives fic #magpod #tma #the magnus archives #oneshot #angst #not art #emerald's stuff

[iratusmus]

the earth will heal when they let jon gray pencil an entire issue again

#sonic #NO MORE BEING LIMITED TO COVERS OR ANNUALS. GIVE HIM AN ISSUE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #''eeueueueghhgerh his art style is too cartoony 😡😡😡'' SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[keycomicbooks]

Superman #2 (2016) Patrick Gleason Cover, Mick Gray Pencils, Peter J. Tomasi Story, 1st Appearance of Jon Kent as Superboy EARTH-0

#Superman #2 (2016) #PatrickGleason Cover, #MickGray Pencils, #PeterJTomasi Story, 1st Appearance of #JonKent as #Superboy EARTH-0 'THE SON OF SUPERMAN' Chapter Two: In #2, Superboy takes flight as he accompanies his father, the Man of Steel, on their first mission together to confront a creature more dangerous than anyone realizes. SAVE ON SHIPPING COST - NOW AVAILABLE FOR LOCAL PICK UP IN DELTONA, FLORIDA  https://www.rarecomicbooks.fashionablewebs.com/Superman%202016.html#2  #KeyComicBooks #DCComics #DCU #DCUniverse #KeyIssue #NerdyGifts

#superman #patrick gleason #mick gray #peter j tomasi #jon kent #superboy #superman comics #dc rebirth #dcu #dc comics #rare comic books #key comics

[pocketsizedquasar]

There is a place, deep in the heart of fear, where you trap yourself and claim that it is safety.

(ID: A black and white, ink and pencil drawing of Jon and Martin from the Magnus Archives hugging each other on the floor. There is an open window behind them, casting a dark shadow onto the floor in front of them. They are sitting tangled together, holding each other tightly with pained expressions.

Jon is a thin Persian person with short, curly graying dark hair and scars dotting their skin. He has a beard and an ace ring on his right hand. Martin is a fat Black and Filipino man with freckled dark skin and short curly hair tipped with white. His face and hands are dotted with vitiligo and he has a tattoo of orchids on his left shoulder. They are both in their pajamas - Jon with a T shirt and boxers and Martin in a bra and boxers.)

#tma #the magnus archives #jonmartin #martin blackwood #jon sims #jonathan sims #jmart #rusty quill #rqdescribed #magnuspod #magpod #art #my art #i missed drawing them

[winterapocalypse]

Winter Apocalypse 46

Frankie Wilde

Dennis looked at Jon defiantly, laughing out loud as he glared at him with his ice blue eyes made up with several layers of black pencil and dark blue eye shadow.

“Here he comes, the crow!” she laughed out loud, pointing at him. The other Ravenclaw boys laughed, including his friend Aegon Connington. He had platinum blonde hair colored with loose blue tips, except for a few locks that were closed in long braids of different colors, all different from each other. In her hair she wore several hairpins and barrettes, all glittered or holographic, and her transparent jacket was also holographic red and white like the color of her father's house, the Conningtons, with several glittery stickers of griffins glued on it, always in the coat of arms of Connington. Under the transparent jacket he had a loose purple and green zebra-striped T-shirt from the Intercontinental Team, specifically that of his favorite, Shawn Michaels, who he considered almost a spiritual guide. His pants were tight and patterned, cuffed over his glittery red and white zebra converse. Around his neck was a large chain with gold and glitter writing hanging on it, his MagicCloud rapper name, ¥OUNGxGRIFF. Yet, on his fingers he wore black rings inlaid with blood-colored stones, because he was engaged to Stannis Baratheon's goth daughter, the dark Shireen, who was at his side and was holding his hand. Shireen was Dennis' age and a year younger than Aegon, but she was taller than both of them, and almost as tall as her father. Furthermore, she was wearing black boots with very high heels, all full of studs and chains and belts, the length of which was unknown because over them she was wearing a long black lace dress that almost reached her feet, looking dark and heavy and with a deep neckline on the busty you-know-what (XD I can't say!!!) on her chest, half devoured by the gray disease that had struck her as a child, and reached up to her face, covered by a lace veil semi-transparent to hide the disease that had turned half the skin of his face into black marble, shiny and beautifully veined but still and cold. She had a deep black lipstick on her lips, and a very heavy black eyeshadow over her eyes. Her hair, black as the darkest night, pulled back by the tiara of black gold and yellow sapphires that she held up from her veil over her face, fell straight down her back, reaching past her waist. At her waist, she had a blue and bronze chain, depicting the house of Ravenclaw to which she belonged.

“Is he the new guy, the one who bothered you and Denny, my cute little white chick?” Shireen asked, her tone soft but harsh like her father. Aegon nodded, glaring at Jon. "Yeah. Hey, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Jon actually felt sick that day. His eyes continued to burn. He rubbed his hands over his eyes, which were still watering and burning and really hurting. When he took his hands away from his eyes, the Ravenclaws and Night's Watch jumped.

His eyes had turned purple!!

Aegon, who also had violet eyes, became furious and attacked Jon, throwing many punches in his face. Aegon was very tall but very thin and wanted to be a trapper, not a wrestler, so his punches didn't do much.

"What's going on?" interrupted Professor Frankie Wilde, the head teacher of Ravenclaw. He was a famous magic DJ and often entertained the crowds at the various concerts that took place on the city's great terrace. He was a very rich man and always wore designer clothes, and even that day he was dressed very flashily, with trousers made of large golden sequins that shone in the light of the candles hanging in the corridors and branded glittery flip-flops on his bare feet, with which he conveyed the magic of the vibrations of which he was an expert. He was wearing a fuchsia shirt open on the chest with several drawings of mythological animals drawn on it in fluorescent gold, and he had many chains around his neck under the almost completely open shirt and a lot of red hair on his chest all messed up and sweaty. The designer glasses on his nose were pure gold and he had messy reddish hair although a little thinning by now he was still very fashionable and strong looking.

With a spell from his golden wand he separated the two boys who were fighting.

"You are both grounded. However there is no class today because Professor Strawman who was supposed to hold class today is absent and we don't know where he is. Maybe Headmistress Lannister and her deputy McMahon have something to do with it.."

"But I didn't do anything!" Jon shouted, still reeling from the pain in his eyes and being attacked by Aegon. But Professor Frankie was deaf to his excuses also because he was really deaf and couldn't hear anything, he had lost his hearing several years ago.

"Royce, Baratheon, Connington and Snow, follow me." he said, and the boys followed him.

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#winter apocalypse #jon snow #dennis royce #aegon connington #shireen baratheon #frankie wilde

[julie-su]

I-- I spent all week trying to remember which issue this was, rifled through 50-odd issues, I was for some reason -convinced- that this was an off-panel, or a side-story. "I've read Return to Angel Island SO many times, I'd know if this scene was there!" -- HOW DO YOU FORGET A WHOLE SCENE?! I even went through all of the Jon Gray off panels looking - and every story he's pencilled OTHER than 'RTAE'. I was SO confident that I wasn't forgetting it! I don't know, I don't know! I'm laughing so hard with my head in my hands about it.

In a fit of despair from spending two to three hours searching today, I finally admitted embarrassing defeat, and limped woundedly to show it to Jenzel - who got it within seconds, so WOOT!

--138, "Return to Angel Island: Part 1 - The Message". Karl Bollers Writing, Jon Gray Pencils, Michael Higgins Inks & Letters, Jason Jensen Colours.

-massaging headache- It.. Has been a week of it, my mind has been absolutely elsewhere XD I hope this gives you a laugh - because I'm absolutely belly-laughing over it.

Mighty, let go of Espio, before your mouth is plugged with a fist. Or a throwing knife. Julie-Su and Ray are just perfect XD look at them there! The whole time, Charmy and Saffron are off to the side dealing with grief in that their entire colony was wiped, and everybody they grew up with was dead. All of their family? Dead. Neighbours? Dead. And here's the rest of the Chaotix being absolute goobers whilst they talk this out with Sonic. AW, GUYS!!

#Like-- I need you to know that I have a 5-10 minute average time for tracking any panel down- usually closer to 5 minutes or less. I don't- #I was being annoying the other day by immediately posting HQ versions of everybody's screengrabs of the comic.. LOL

[justicelikelightningpodcast]

Justice Like Lightning - Onslaught Book 4

We finally reach the climax of the Onslauga and... its pretty mid tbh. BUT our husband Doctor Doom shows up, we get to talk about Mr. Sinister being a lying lier, how much Charles Xavier kinda sucks, and what awaits the Marvel universe after this event!

Fantastic 4 #416

September 1, 1996

Writing: Tom Defalco

Penciling: Carlos Pacheco, John Buscema

Inker: Al Milgrom, Tom Palmer, Vince Russell, Bob Wiacek, Harry Candelario

Colors: Ed Lazellari, Ariane Lenshoek, Jim Hoston

Letters: Richard Starkings, Jim Novak

Best Words:

Best Panel: 

Best Person: Sue Storm

Worst Person: Onslaught

X-Men #56

September 1, 1996

Writer: Mark Waid, Scott Lobdell

Penciler: Andy kubert

Inker: Art Thibert

Color: Joe Rosas

Letter: Richard Starking

Best words:

Best panel: 

Best Person: Nate Gray

Worst Person: Onslaught

Onslaught Marvel Universe #1

October 1, 1996

Writer: Mark Waid, Scott Lobdell

Pencil: Joe Bennett, Adam Kubert

Ink: Tim Townsend, Art Thibert, Jesse Delperdang, Dan Green

Color: Steve Buccellato

Letter: Richard Starkings

Best Words: 

Best Panel: 

Best Person: Franklin

Worst Person: Onslaught

The Uncanny X-Men #337:

October 1: 1996

Writer Scott Lobdell

Pencils: Joe Mandureira

Inks: Tim Townsend, Vince Russell

Colors: Steve Buccellato

Letters: Richard Starkings

Best Words: 

Best Panel: 

Best Person: Jean Gray

Worst Person: Bastion

Onslaught Epilogue #1

February 1, 1997

Writer: Larry Hama

Pencil: Randall Green

Ink: Jon Holdredge, Hilary Barta

Color: Dana Moreshead

Letter: Richard Starkings

Best words: 

Best Panel: 

Best person: Nina

Worst person: Bastion

#marvel comics #marvel onslaught #marvel podcast #marvel thunderbolts #onslaught #thunderbolts #charles xavier #justice like lightning #professor x #cable

[mobius-prime]

261. Sonic the Hedgehog #192

Metal & Mettle (Part 2)

Writer: Ian Flynn Pencils: Tracy Yardley! Colors: J&A Ray

As Sonic and Scourge face off against their Metal counterparts, Sonic urges Scourge to once again reconsider a truce so they can take out the robots first. Scourge dodges the question by pointing out that Sonic still hasn't given him an answer about teaming up permanently to take over the multiverse, and Sonic similarly dodges that question by saying they should take care of their current situation first. Meanwhile in Eggman's base, Dimitri approaches Eggman, who is currently whooping as he watches the video feed from his robots like it's a sports match, and coldly observes that while Eggman has apparently been able to build his robot doppelgangers in a matter of hours, he's still not bothered to get on with creating a new robotic army to supplement the Dark Egg Legion. Eggman brushes him off to continue cheering on said doppelgangers, which only makes Dimitri angry.

Dimitri, considering you revealed just a couple issues ago that you understand just how evil Eggman is, you had to know something like this was coming. He'd hardly be giving the Legionnaires free upgrades out of the goodness of his heart and just expecting them to stay loyal out of gratitude. A deflated Dimitri leaves the room, Eggman once again content to ignore him and continue watching his robot-hedgehog boxing match. Back at Freedom HQ, Sonic and Scourge struggle to keep up with their respective dancing partners, but Scourge is unwilling to call in the Suppression Squad to help even when Sonic urges him to. The Suppression Squad therefore continues to watch from the sidelines, and Miles points out that despite Scourge's downright villainous personality, Sonic continues to look out for him every time Metal Scourge tries to take him down.

This is what you get for commanding your subordinates through fear instead of earned respect, Scourge. They don't actually want to help you, they just don't feel like they have any choice. In the "Eggdome," which is apparently Eggman's new base of operations for the Legion, Dimitri finds Lien-Da and pulls her aside for a chat despite her irritation at being interrupted. When he informs her of the bombs inside their cybernetics, she's furious.

Yeah, Lien-Da, don't even try to blame Dimitri for this one. His reputation and intentions may not be spotless, but yours are far worse. Sonic finally convinces Scourge to bring in the Suppression Squad when they end up backed into a corner, and he reluctantly does so, with the Squad dispatching both robots in a matter of seconds. Miles slyly points out that in the brief fight he and Sonic worked "surprisingly well" together - anyone getting the impression he's thinking about defecting? Now that they're out of the fight, Scourge once again pesters Sonic for an answer to his offer, to which Sonic finally reveals that the reason he hesitated before was because he was so disgusted by the thought that he couldn't even speak. Yeah, sounds about right. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to take on the whole occupying force at once, Sonic cheerfully "extends their lease" on Freedom HQ until he's rested up, and takes off back for New Mobotropolis. Once there, he has to face Elias, who scolds him for having run off against the orders of the council, though he admits he personally didn't have a problem with Sonic's decision.

Turns out, this new mission involves a new set of star posts that Rotor and Tails have whipped up in short order, which will take Sonic straight to Moebius. After all, since Scourge and his cronies have taken one of their bases, why not look into taking one of his? Sonic, of course, is pleased, though he then pulls a terrifying smile that barely even looks like it should come from the pencils of the otherwise-exemplary Tracy Yardley. Seriously, dude, normally your Mobian faces are so good, how did something like that happen?

Father and Son

Writer: Ian Flynn Pencils: Jon Gray Colors: J&A Ray

Later that night, Scourge sneaks into the city himself and enters Sonic's house through an open window, looking to give him a surprise beating in bed. However, unfortunately for all the excited shippers whose hearts just jumped up a hundred beats a second, Jules is sitting in an armchair in the living room, and curtly informs Scourge of who he is. Scourge seems mostly amused to be meeting his alternate-universe father, and is even more amused when Jules says that he's not afraid of Scourge, and points out that he's sacrificed himself for his son before and won't hesitate to do it again. He's less amused, however, when Jules calls him a coward and chastises him for having thrown his own world into chaos over his selfish desires.

Is… is Scourge implying that he murdered his own father? Look, we've already seen before that Scourge isn't exactly averse to killing someone, even when they're unconscious and defenseless, but killing his father in cold blood, his own father who is presumably a good and pacifistic person from his own description, is on a whole 'nother level. Jules, refusing to be intimidated, stands up and mocks Scourge for apparently having to sneak up on Sonic at night to get an advantage despite being such a badass conqueror, before telling him that even if he isn't sad over his own father's death, Sonic will be, and he doesn't intend to go quietly if Scourge comes after him.

Struck a nerve there, I see. I'll note that it's never actually outright confirmed if Scourge killed his father or not, it's left deliberately ambiguous. Though his dialogue does seem to imply that he did, his reaction here makes me lean toward thinking he didn't. If I had to guess, I'd say that at some point his father died of other causes, or maybe even died in some kind of accident that Scourge caused, making him indirectly responsible. Remember, Scourge is an inverse of Sonic - he's not the total opposite, but rather a mirror image, driven by his most negative traits while Sonic is driven by the positive. Sonic himself has trouble processing his own emotions, especially those relating to grief and loss, so I can only imagine how much worse Scourge is about it. With that in mind, I could easily see Scourge trying to mask his grief over his father's death by not only pretending not to care, but going so far as to act like he hated his own father and is now glad he's gone. Hell, he doesn't even have to pretend - it's likely he's convinced himself of this entirely, and hasn't even thought about it in depth until this world's Jules called him out on his cowardice and hypocrisy. I can't really see another reason why his words would suddenly make Scourge deflate and start crying while walking away without even a proper retort. Scourge, under Ian's writership, has ended up becoming one of those fascinating characters who doesn't really deserve a redemption arc, but is interesting enough to a wide selection of readers that people want him to get one anyway. Certainly, even as an unrepentant villain, he's a fun one for sure.

#nala reads archie sonic preboot #archie sonic #archie sonic preboot #sonic the hedgehog #sth 192 #writer: ian flynn #pencils: tracy yardley #pencils: jon gray #colors: joshua d ray #colors: aimee r ray

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Finally listened to tma

(don’t expect serious in-depth content from me, fluff and jokes are my specialties)

#tma #jon sims #Jon Simms #jonathan sims #Martin Blackwood #martin k blackwood #jmart #jm #dot journal #mechanical pencil #can’t draw graying hair to save my life #I’ll figure it out #magnuspod #lovelycatdraws #my art

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You think we'll ever get a main issue of IDW with Jon Gray pencils? The Big story in the annual was nice, but it'd be fun to see a main story in his style. I don't think we've had that since 2004 Archie Sonic.

I'm not sure! I'd love to see it, but Jon seems to keep pretty busy. On top of his comics work he also teaches at SVA, and I'm sure those covers of his take a LOT of time. I’m just happy to see any contributions from him, really

#paphvul #ask