Concurrently in Shortpacked!, I showed Mike in bed in his room, with a conspicuous photograph on his nightstand. It was the silhouette of a hatted person. Readership was ablaze: OMG, does Mike miss Dina??? Did he love her after all???? […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Here we are back at the Shortpacked! store. Hope you folks enjoyed our quick detour with these guys. You’ll see them a couple more times before these reruns end, but only once more in a Shortpacked!-styled capacity. Especially Leslie. Yes, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Amber very briefly reassured that she may not actually be blackmailing Mike into a relationship. Suddenly: wait, am I the one being non-conned?!?!?! Their courtship has a problem of infinite regress: it’s assholes all the way down.
Hey, look, it’s Jason! And he’s EXTRA British! He’s only on two pages, and I just really wanted everyone to understand he was British. Shortpacked!’s readers were mostly unfluent in It’s Walky!ese, you see. It’s two pages of concentrated Jason. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The fun of figuring out how Mike’s 2D Flintstones hair works when it’s being blasted over his scalp by intense winds! Also: I try very hard to not break the “Amber’s ears shall never be depicted” visual rule as she’s […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
he’ll probably be okay
My current body horror threshold is a smidge lower than it was when I drew this. C’mon, man, you kicked out its eye! That’s not cool! That’s super not cool!
Being immune to criticism isn’t really a component of Dumbiverse Amazi-Girl. If anything, Amber probably worried she was too immune to some things, needing to be reined in. Cross-continuity, Amber went on a journey from “worried she wasn’t standing up for herself […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I continued to self-censor my curse words in Joyce & Walky!, following (most of) It’s Walky!’s lead, but I allowed myself in Shortpacked! to write swears as I chose. So, yeah, have a “fuck.” If this were truly a J&W! […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It was amazingly refreshing, finding myself in the middle of a years-long slog of drawing nothing but talking heads adjacent toy store countertops and apartment interiors, to let myself draw some fun jumping and punching. I get that itch, okay? […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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