Shankie's House of Guns & Spandex

For posterity, later reference, etc. Edited for relevance.

( The FlashScout )

( The Tentascootfamily )

This issue makes me want to take back everything I ever bitched about with this mini. I had a sneaking suspicion that would happen, but seriously. I guess I can't feel bad for not having outthunk an evil speedster. (Or Geoff Johns, but, you know.) And why they upgraded it to 6 issues instead of 5 becomes so very obvious.

I enjoyed the fuck out of this issue. Those in my life that have listened to me sitting in a passenger seat ranting about this series may be very surprised by this information.



It doesn't hurt that I really, really love speedster fights, and this one was epic.

( Impulse? )

Seriously, evil speedsters are the worst. They don't just fight you. They go after everything you love and destroy it. Because they're that evil.

Team Fortress 2: Tentaspy/Scout, Scout/Other Scout, peripheral Snipers, etc.

The RED team gets a few replacements for lost members; one in particular doesn't have a promising career ahead of him.

The original story as it has continued...

( ...a few months later... )

The chan is down! Oh noes! Anyway. I wrote this silly thing and people seemed to like it. A friendly anon even did a cute little sketch:



It's fluffy Team Fortress 2 fic. No sex or anything. Just... Scout being a dick. And support class knitting. Feel free to laugh in my direction.

( Real Men Knit )

I have very little for you all right now; just a panel from the recent Teen Titans #74, the back pages story about Ravager.



I just like it is all.

Original Fiction this is!

There's this tabletop RPG system called Burning Wheel, see, and Victor Crowley, Viscount of Daventry, is my character. This story is a part of fleshing out the character of the NPC Yvette Astor, my fiancee`, and so a bit of a writing exercise you can be free to ignore as you please, unless gender play, the British Navy, lesbians, and such things are just concept that you can't scroll past and ignore. Yes, place names are from either fiction (Daventry? Get it? Hur hur) or real life all mixed up. Liking Hornblower too much ain't a crime, man.

Victor & Yvette

( I have no memory of the moment I first met Lady Yvette Astor... )

This is one of those huge chock-full-o images posts, so dial-up beware! Is anyone still on dial-up? I know I was, and it was.. traumatic. Just... awful. So if you are, I feel your pain, I know the torment of wanting to watch a YouTube video and needing to let it load for upwards of a half-hour if I was lucky enough not to get booted in the meantime. Anyway!

Cuteness! Tentacles! Alien sex! Hal intentionally crashing into a tree! Homoerotic tension with Ollie! Homoerotic tension with Barry! Hal in chains! Hal as a giant! It's all here, and more, in the more-or-less complete story of Hal's little buddy Itty. What is Itty, do you ask? He's one of the Ayries. They look like this:



If you're like me, you may have read through a comic here or there with a starfish-looking flower-thing on Hal's shoulder.. he'd talk to it and I'd wonder wtf without really getting much of an answer, the moment would pass, and I'd forget about the little guy until the next time it happened. But no longer! I am well and truly smitten with this little guy... who for like, over a decade, didn't even have any lines.

( Wanna ride? Zooom! )

Squee! Cuet! Love! And all that. Just... a great end for that whole thing. It's funny, I really like the character and all, but I don't feel that big need to see him pop back up again. Would that be super-neat? Oh sure. But sometimes, the end is just so good that it leaves you with just that right feeling of closure. The giant alien angle is an odd one, sure, but I enjoyed what they did with it, for the most part. And having a good time with something is really the point, isn't it?

I love Dethklok and everything they stand for; so how could I resist when I saw they'd made a comic?

What is this comic like, do you ask?



BRUTAL.

( No, I have not seen your Victorian era butts plug. )

Then there's a concert and slaughter, like any self-respecting episode of Metalocalypse. The whole thing follows the format of the show pretty close, actually. Even with creepy hair-guy going "We observe, General Crozier. We obseeeerve."

I miss that show.

ETA: Mordhaus!

Okay, so I totally meant to post this back when X-Men Origins: Wolverine was an in thing to bitch about. I suppose that's gotten old, but what about a weird pre-movie appearance of Barakkapool? Kinda?

It all began with time-travel hijinks, as many an awesome story in my world tends to.



Bob and Deadpool go through a Flash-comic-like reality blender.. and what do we see?

Claws!

( I really have to go to the bathroom now. )

I'm going to state the obvious here by mentioning that Bob's wife sucks, and not in that fun bedroom way.

Anyway, this strangely made me feel a little better about putting myself through a viewing of that heap of garbage. I totally missed this when I first got the issue in '07, too. Sure, it's not quite the same, but still. Claws and angry-face.

First off: I has computer again! Woohoo!

It's a Gateway MD2614U laptop and it is shiny. See?

Now, to the point of this post!

I realize I don't post enough Wonder Woman; I'll try to fix that because Diana is the win. Even posting from her book, it's about Wally. Specifically, Wally being the most inept self-appointed bodyguard in the history of failed selflessness. We begin with Diana coercing Etta into eating, and out of an apparent bout of starving herself thin. The biggest eater in the world shows up to provide a glaring contrast and provide some interesting information.



Also, Brian Bolland cover for the win! Is he the greatest or what?

( She'll pass out from the sheer joy of it! )

He does try so very hard.