Gabriel used to work for the Brotherhood. He was a Demon Hunter, and he was one of the best. Until something bad happened. Most of his team was killed, and the blame fell on him. They kicked him out of the only life he’s ever known. Now he’s sitting in a bar, well past drunk and working hard to forget. But an unexpected visitor is about to show up to pull him out of his funk and get him back to work…
Ha! Fakeout! But how about that other team, huh? Meet Chapter Zeta One. I’m sure we haven’t seen the last of them… We did it, you guys! Our first full story in the bag! I’d say...
One year down! One page left! What’s gonna happen?! Come on back next week and find out. As for what’s gonna happen after that… The first issue of the comic ends on April 7th....
Now THAT’S an inspirational goddamn speech! New Storytime with KBC this Thursday Friday*! For reals! Speaking of which, Kentucky Blue Clay stopped by Dead.FM–the Dead Gentlemen podcast–last week to tear apart the legend of St. Patrick, so...
The Cipher’s supposed to be the one who needs an occasional hard reboot, Gabe. Snap out of it! Three pages. Hard to believe that’s all that’s left to tell of this forty-two page story that somehow...
While Silent Jim’s appearance is based on Don Early’s portrayal of the character, Ben has taken some artistic license with the comic version. For instance, comic-Jim’s ass is balder than Bruce Willis, whereas Don had...
Whoohoo! Took us nearly a year, but we’ve finally got the whole team in the same room! Let’s get this story started! Kentucky’s missed his last couple of columns, and he’s gonna be late...
I told Ben to draw whatever he wanted in the Warehouse. Apparently Ben wanted to draw Optimus Prime. And a carrot. First draft of the RPG is turned in, but plenty more work to...
That’s some fancy footwork from the sorcerous scientist! RPG writing is proceeding apace. There’s finally an end in sight. Kind of. It’s getting there in any case. “But Jenna, I thought your deadline was...
Bijou’s got no problem hacking off a limb, but she made her lab assistant put those tighty-whities on the corpse. No new news. I was knocked flat by a monster cold all last week, so...