How to Make A Comic 3: You Have No Idea How Hard It Is To Script A Comic
Posted on October 25, 2011 by CreepKnight

Musings of a CreepKnight

This is what writing during the day is like for me. Seriously. Fucking zombie sharks. This is why I bought a TARDIS. And by TARDIS I mean a small, sound proof box with no windows that seems bigger on the inside than it is on the outside and can travel through time and space.

Mine just happens to be bigger.

By the way, my birthday was yesterday. Just so's you know.

Gimme cake.

36 thoughts on “How to Make A Comic 3: You Have No Idea How Hard It Is To Script A Comic”

  1. Will B

    Belated bday Ck. Hope you got through two bottles of Jack by breakfast.

    1. Marchosias

      Two bottles of Jack by breakfast? Isn’t that your daily regimen? I remember you getting sloshed over your cornflakes when I was repairing your reactor. Then again, I was sealing the breaches with baling wire and duct tape, so…never mind.

      By and by, did the repairs take? We can probably still vacate the continent if they didn’t…

      1. Will B

        Yes and no. They did stop the leak. But power output is at 60%. Think the other 40% is leaking into the ground, causing massive mutations in the ground worm population. If Los Angles goes we know that we need to fix it.

        Of course it was Jack over cornflakes. Have to have a good hearty breakfast when subjugating lesser people. (I mean come on, I’m dealing with L.A, do you blame me for drinking??)

        1. Marchosias

          L.A.? So that’s where the enraged mob chased you. There’s a care package in the mail for you. Enjoy the flamethrowers and Sangria.

    2. CreepKnight

      Sorry, but no Jack for me these days. As it gets colder, I like to switch to tequila.

      But I can’t drink in the morning; I’m typically to uncaffeinated to enjoy it.

      Also I need my wits about me. Morning is when Grymm likes to leave traps laying about the Castle. Traps that involve rope and fiberglass insulation.

      There may or may not be asbestos. It really depends on how cold the morning is.

      1. Grymm

        It can’t be helped. As long as the razor weasels are around, we’re safer with the traps than without. Found one trying shit in our water filtration system yesterday, so now I’m gassing the Northwest wing until I hear pained squeals. You and Mirth might want have gas masks at the ready.

  2. Grymm

    Dammit CK. Now I want Ukrops sheet cake. A corner piece. With roses. Or one of their chocolate bar cakes like they use to make ’em like 6 years ago.

    1. CreepKnight

      Go check in the kitchen.

      1. Grymm

        I did! I saw no cake! We still have beef stew and salad and that decapitated head that we’ve been thawing for what seems like a week, but no cake.

        1. CreepKnight

          To be fair, I did hide it, for fear of lurkery from your more unsettling and Ukrop’s Bakery baked-goods-hungry creations. It’s in that place where I put that thing one time.

        2. Grymm

          The spinning thing or the thing that goes perf-ter-pooft?

  3. Grymm

    Also, this is probably about as close as we’re going to come to a Halloween comic this year since we’ll be out at Creepy Hollow working later this week. So… yeah… Happy Halloween!

  4. Akonite

    Happy Birthday! Mine’s coming up in 2 weeks.

    1. CreepKnight

      Viva la Scorpio!

      1. Akonite

        We are many. Plus, being labeled a sex fiend by my horoscope is amusing as hell.

  5. samanthajay7

    happy birthday CK*hands you a piece of quadruple chocolate cake.

    1. CreepKnight

      Mmmmmmmm… triple chocolate cake. Is it okay if I imagine it’s from the Ukrop’s Bakery? You weren’t specific as to whether or not it was homemade.

  6. Marron

    I was going to do my own rendition of “Happy Birthday, Mister President” a la Marilyn Monroe for CK since it’s his birthday, but alas, I’m a ginger and CK is not a president.

    1. CreepKnight

      *jaw drops*

      No…n-n-n-no…n-n-n-n-nnnnn…

      KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHN!!!

      1. Will B

        Ck my dear fellow I want you to understand this is pure envy speaking.

        WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK IS IT ABOUT YOU THAT INSPIRES THIS FROM THE WOMEN IN YOUR LIFE??????? Gods protect and preserve us.

        Again that was just pure jealousy speaking. Nothing personal.

        1. Grymm

          Hm let’s see… He can sing, dance, write, script, act, perform, very nearly herd cats, play a bevy of musical instruments, has a near infallible memory, has the ability to bullshit what little he doesn’t know, can charm, woo, impress, and knows at least 78 ways to kill a human being or wild boar with what’s in his pockets.

          Oh, he’s also been known to randomly call someone long distance just to sing them a Beatles song when they’re feeling down.

          Also… he can cook.

        2. CreepKnight

          You forgot about my uncanny ability to do a thousand household tasks ranging from simple to incredibly complex using only the first four inches of my tongue.

          Let me repeat that: I have the uncanny ability to do a thousand household tasks ranging from simple to incredibly complex using only the first four inches of my tongue.

          In other words, CreepKnight will vacuum, wash dishes, and do windows all without saying a thing about it.

          And that is totally where I was going with this.

        3. CreepKnight

          Oh, and I may also be the living embodiment of Hercule Poirot, but with the dashing good looks of me.

        4. CreepKnight

          Shit, I almost forgot about my collection of snazzy, fashionable hats.

        5. Akonite

          mmmm….hats

        6. Will B

          So in short, I need a genetic sample so that I can clone you and
          make a million women happy??

    2. Grymm

      If I may interject. Gingers are better than blondes and CK is technically acting president of Illbonia. Tiny country, but it still counts.

    3. Akonite

      Then you ad-lib and make certain you make a youtube video for posterity.

      1. Grymm

        I think that’s really the best course of action.

        1. Akonite

          Sometimes I have good ideas like that.

  7. Marchosias

    Happy birthday, sir Creepknight. Come to Texas, get home-made-from-scratch cake. I’d deliver it myself, but the National Guard put me under house arrest. Again.

    1. CreepKnight

      Sorry March, but I’m not going to Texas for cake; not when there’s a Ukrop’s Bakery sheet cake in the kitchen all hidden away from those-who-might-dare-steal-it.

      Speaking of which, time for another piece. Sugar coma, here I come!

    2. Will B

      Damn it March. I told you not bake with the plutonium. I told you that we were on the watch list. Again. But noooooo, you just had to make your “aunts famous cake.” Did you at least shut the lab tight this time so that the National Guard don’t fine the “present”. Or am I gonna have to do another damn mind wipe???

      1. Marchosias

        Get your recipes straight. Aunt Curie’s special cake is for people I don’t like, homemade gourmet style is for people I do.
        And the National Guard and I are simply having a zoning dispute. Who knew adding a Hellgate to my front yard would be cause for so much drama?

        And your mind wipes need work. I still remember Vegas.

  8. Khaos

    Cosplaying Zombie Sharks… Epic Win.

    Happy Birthday C.K. But we must also treat this as a sac occasion. As you are 1 year closer to becoming unable to continue this wonderful work of art known as Voodoo Walrus.

    -Khaos

  9. Dasgamer?

    o_o oh dear…My fear cannot be expressed effectively enough…..It seems i had forgot about this comic due to the overwhelming tsunami of schoolwork and essays….always a nice refresher of insanity to quell the tsunami though

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