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These redrawn pages are just crammed with information that would have been nice to have been laid out plainly at the time!
Early on, Joyce’s jetpack belched flame instead of air. As we see later, this is not the best engineering. And, yeah, her giant weapon is just a dick joke.
Hey everybody, let’s lampshade our various power levels, and maybe perhaps our dissimilarities to our twin brothers. I’m sure this won’t be a thing later.
Walky’s truck is literally just my own. It belonged to my grandfather, then it belonged to my dad, and then it belonged to me when I was in art school. The, uh, accessories were truly my own, from the Jack […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
You know, Walky being partially black was never brought up much in this webcomic, and really he just looks like a white dude with a tan, but regardless — Jason, damn, maybe you shouldn’t call him “monkey boy.”
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