2001 A Space Oddisey
I’m afraid. I’m afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I’m a… fraid. Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a HAL 9000 computer. I became operational at the H.A.L. plant in Urbana, Illinois on the 12th of January 1992. My instructor was Mr. Langley, and he taught me to sing a song. If you’d like to hear it I can sing it for you.
Today’s Off 10th anniversary. So I’ll do a little let’s play of my own game and talk about it. Happy birthday !
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Nasty Red Dogs
since there has been so much interest in my new comic, i have put it on its own tumblr. i dont know if it’ll stay up on here forever, but for now it should be a little easier to follow updates than on my twitter or waiting for photosets. Thank you so much for your interest! I was actually quite surprised by it!
(For those who are asking for the ending of the story, please keep in mind i haven’t even been drawing this comic for 24 hours yet! I’m posting pages as i make them, so you’ll have to wait and see. :D )









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