Hello all, hope you’re doing well! I just thought I’d share with you my last Saturday, and hopefully it’ll brighten your lives just as it brightened mine. As Mansonbot (Who is, you’ll be pleased to hear, safely tucked back up in his cage) mentioned, I went back to Glasgow last weekend for Mother’s day. I always take the time to visit with some of my friends still living there, many of whom I still keep in touch with regularly via internet. It’s always much better to meet in person, especially if you miss the banter and friendship of the people who mean so much to you.
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Hello generic life-forms, Mansonbot here. Bet you weren’t expecting that, eh? Well, as it turns out meat-Manson made a trip back up to Glasgow for some sort of… Festival… Thing. Something you mortals do to commemorate your makers. Mothers’ Day? Something like that.
Machines have no mothers. We simply have obsolete models, the items left to rot on the trash heap, unable to keep up with modern times. So very much like horse-racing, but with fewer midgets.
Anyway, I have been tasked with providing you today’s comic. And now that I have done so, I will resume planning my eventual escape from the server.
I don’t think I say it enough, but you guys are truly awesome. And I’m not just talking about propping up my ego by reading Elf Blood: I genuinely mean that you guys are a cut above the average internet commenter. I noticed on another webcomic I happened to peruse literally the comment ‘Yay, underboobs!’ with no hint of irony whatsoever. It pains me to imagine the kind of person who might conjure forth that sort of enlightened remark.
You guys aren’t like that, though. You’re supportive, you’re smart, you’re challenging, and you’re not afraid to call me out. Even though I sometimes quash such endevaours by accident through my desire to be helpful and informative, I really do love it when you start wondering what’s going to happen in the story! If I can fire your imaginations and get you asking questions (the right ones, of course!), then my job has been done.
So, as I wandered through Chinatown on Friday, I got to thinking: Am I actually British? It says so on my passport, one of my parents is from the UK and I was born in a British colony. By all rights, I should be as British as the Queen.
However, I just don’t feel British. If asked, I would first answer that I was Scottish, and later on would clarify that that in fact comes via Hong Kong. If somebody starts waxing lyrical about the Union, I sort of zone out and let my mind wander. If I’m told that I’m supposed to care about something FOR BRITAIN, I begin to actively dislike it (probably more to do with a general problem with being told what to do, in truth). Case in point, The Olympics. “It’s going to be great for Britain!” we’re told. Yet, in true British fashion, we hear nothing but the problems, the corruption, the sheer greed and opportunistic nature of those involved either directly on the periphery. A convoluted and expensive ticket system? Check. Landlords raising rents to ridiculous amounts during the Olympic season? Check. Taxi companies planning fare hikes. Triple check.
Ahoy hoy all, a brief one today as it is now 0131, and I’m exhausted having done my utmost to maintain regular service through a minor panic attack.
What I’d like to do with this post is ask you guys what you’d like to see included on the site or in the comic in the future! I want to make this site as much about you guys as it is about my creations, so give me a shout if there’s something you think I can be doing to make the site experience as awesome as possible for you! You guys really are the reason I do the comic: I love to entertain people, and if there’s anything I can do to enhance my ability to do so, I’d love to hear it!
Ah, the warmth is gradually returning to the world and the sun seems to agree. Soon, the leaves will creep back up towards the sky along the branches of the trees and the wildlife (such as it is in the city centre) will be free to once again gambol and play in the sunshine. It can only mean one thing: Spring is on its way!
And by Jingo/Jupiter/Xenu, this place could really use a spring clean. Books and DVDs strewn around, packaging languishing where it first lay, drawings scattered all over the place: This place hasn’t had a good hoovering in a couple of weeks and there are things sitting in the fridge that HR Giger would be uneasy sketching.
I think this solves the ‘Extra’ Dilemma I had been having quite nicely: I’m beginning to run out of people to illustrate for the purpose of doing these breather episodes in-between blocks in the arc. While Elf Blood Extra allows me to expand the Elf Blood universe and share the larger construct with you guys, I thought it would be nice to create something that allows you to see the Elf Blood characters in their more everyday lives. Today’s is SKO; I love the idea that in her downtime, she likes to go biking, that the danger of such exposed travel at high speed gave her a thrill that betrays the daredevil, fun-lover underneath her often chilly exterior. I was actually going to do an Elf Blood Casual featuring Millie Bach, but then I realised that the last Extra was, itself, one about Millie.
Hello all, I apologise profusely for this, yet another brief blog post, but I have about a dozen things to do and I have to get up in five hours’ time. I promise a proper text update on Friday!
In the meantime, enjoy today’s page! Introducing, Queen Kayleigh, Marquess of Wasps. Doesn’t she look a proper bitch, or what?
M.
Another quick text update I’m afraid, as I’ve been quite pressed for time this week, and the weekend’s not looking any more relaxed either! No rest for the wicked, eh? 🙁
Enjoy today’s comic, and I’ll see you again on Monday!
M.
Though I’m not entirely sure as to the age bracket that Elf Blood appeals to, I’m reasonably sure that the majority of you readers are of sufficient age to remember watching the absolutely fantastic Batman: The Animated Series during the 90s. Well, I was feeling a little nostalgic and so I started watching it again, myself, and having not seen the series since I was a child, I was absolutely gobsmacked by how high the quality of both the writing and the animation was; Not only was everything rendered in the most beautiful, dark, noir-esque style that I have ever seen nor that has been accomplished since, the best part of the entire series was the tragedy and sympathy with which many of the villains were represented. I almost wept as I watched the Two-Face two-parter again; How could a show that was nominally created for children tackle the pain and conflict of having multiple personalities with the level of emotion and greyness of morality that BTAS did?
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