i lose the internet!

So, recently I took part in a contest that was held by the Escapist Magazine’s website. Anyone could submit four comic strips to the website, the winner would be featured on the website weekly and the writer/artist would have a paid contract etc…

Simple enough, I thought I had what it took. So, the seemingly elementary task of creating a “videoed game webcomic” was taken upon myself. I slaved away for practically a month conceiving and digitally drawing a webcomic that incorporated modern gaming humor, a complicating task for a young man who only owns a Nintendo 64.

With the brief knowledge I had about gaming culture at the time, I was able to stumble upon silly scenarios involving the “Mario Brothers” and “Sonic the Hedgehog” or whatever.

And nerf herders.

I looked up what nerfs looked like and I drew them. For a whole month.

I tried to suit the standards incorporated in a variety of video game webcomics (the good ones, which are very few) and steered away from what most of my art delves into (instances where all sense of reality is distorted or corrupted to a degree in which mankind realizes there is no God, male characters making out with each other in the last panel).

I was proud of the outcome; it wasn’t groundbreaking, but good for a farm boy finding his way around the vast plains of the inter-net.

I submitted my entries, waited, and lost.

I didn’t even place.

I could go on a diatribe concerning the winner and honorable mentions, but I think they speak for themselves.

At least I am technically on the internet. Here I am.

(here doesn't count)

I’m on the 8^th page of listed entries. Next to a bunch of furry comics. Yeah.

I accept my defeat. Backs were broken and I learned valuable lessons. And I still like my comic, so there (can’t do anything with the characters, I believe the Escapist owns them from now until eternity [HAHAHAHA]).

HERE IS MY SONG OF DEFEAT.

fancier dan out.

nerf herders.