Calamitous T. King

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chrisdwoo:

calamityking:

Soon to be completed Iron Man piece progress shot, Inked Iron Man (Original Armor) and Iron Man (Classic Armor)

I’m going to keep these basic line inks mostly, same for the other two yet inked armors waiting. Matt’s going to summon the coloring gods and really go for a nice texture with the metal, so I’m doing my part by not bogging him down with heavy blacks and shadow shapes.

Holy crap man. That’s good stuff. Is it okay if I hate you over this?

Thanks Man! There’s nothing that makes me feel like I’m doing something right like another comic loyal liking something I’m doing. Seriously, Thank You.

Soon to be completed Iron Man piece progress shot, Inked Iron Man (Original Armor) and Iron Man (Classic Armor)

I’m going to keep these basic line inks mostly, same for the other two yet inked armors waiting. Matt’s going to summon the coloring gods and really go for a nice texture with the metal, so I’m doing my part by not bogging him down with heavy blacks and shadow shapes.

Soon to be completed Iron Man piece progress shot, Inked Tony Stark.

The Velum is working so much better with ink than I ever thought. An added plus is that I get to keep my pencils separate, and not waste another piece of board.

treiz:

Dude, seriously, thank you.

From one comic book geek to another, thank you.

Brothers in arms! Rejoice!

somehowsomeway:

noahkai:

pussycrippler:

johnwilkestooth:

rocketrocket:

currently playing

You are currently fucking loving life, I guarantee you.

This is my favourite Zelda game.

I wanna talk about this shit for a second. This may be beers talking, but whatever. I’m moderately interesting and if there was anyone else at the bar worth listening to you wouldn’t be on tumblr.

This was the first game I felt like was ever given to me by the gods. I was in Toys-R-Us. I didn’t know it even EXISTED. I knew that shiny gold-wonder that was the first game, and I knew I had an SNES, and that was enough. It was love at first sight.

I asked my parents for it, at a modest 8 years old. It wasn’t my birthday.

It wasn’t even EASTER.

I was given a reluctant sigh, followed by acceptance of my plea. I got to walk to the giant plexi-glass window of “awesome toys” that you never really got to visit, because it was for expensive shit, and pick up my very own, fresh from the fires of toy-land, copy of Zelda: A Link to the Past.

I went home and started playing. I swear to fucking god it started - and stopped - raining, at the exact same times as it started/stopped in the game.

Eventually, a friend of mine from the neighborhood became mesmorized by the glory of this game as well and watched me play at least 80% of it. Seriously, that dude should have been a CPA or something but now he works at a gas station because of my insane addiction to Zelda: A Link to the Past.

All I’m saying is, 3 billion hours and 3 Nintendo Hotline phonecalls later [two without parental permission] I beat that bitch, and I am still the guy that can beat it in less than 3 hours half drunk as a party trick.

I ain’t proud of it.

I just love you guys and wanted to tell a story.

Happy Thanksgiving. And remember. When you have kids, despite your income or quality of life, you never know when you might be buying them the best goddamn memory they’ll have of their childhood just by conceding the principle of the matter and letting them have a little fun.

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Happy Thanksgiving. Want some braaiiiiinnnssss