First off, if said hypothetical dungeon did exist it wouldn’t contain rooms variously dedicated to Warhammer, punishing infidels, housing mid-level web celebrities in padded cells, and a bestiary of semi-magical creatures. It would not, I repeat, not run for some 2.3 miles and be populated by orcs and goblins in it’s lower reaches. And I certainly wouldn’t be using this hypothetical dungeon to house resources and weapons for a planned armed take-over of the Western United States.

While I am greatly appreciative of Gilgrim’s gift from the ol’ Comic Con de San Diego, I am quite sad about missing it. Not only was Phase II thwarted by Gilgrim’s insistence on being “law abiding” but Neil Gaiman was also in attendance. For those not in the know, Neil Gaiman’s writing ranks somewhere between air and water in the “List of Things I Can’t Live Without.” Of course, I have met Neil Gaiman once, but that was at a signing for Anansi Boys, so that doesn’t really count.

Now, though, I find out that Gilgrim is going to PAX on his company’s dime!

That’s some kind of damn injustice if you ask me.

I mean, great for him sure, but what about Kilian, huh? When’s gonna be my time?

I really, really did try and put this together last Friday, but frankly the entire week itself, seemed to be insane… so it didn’t happen. A good indication of this is the dialogue in the first panel of the sweet, sweet, sin comic… which I was glad to hear, made complete sense to Kilian. I don’t think anyone else got the way my brain was formulatin’ them there word things. Which happens. can’t be helped. However (!) I didn’t forget about the wallpaper thingies! So here they are ^__^ use, and enjoy as you see fit.

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So there you go, enjoy . These were done all in the miracle of the digital realm via the alien technology known as Waccom combined with the mysterious magic of photoshop. I have to admit that it does feel weird to produce an illustration that has absolutely no real world evidence. I mean, there’s no sketch, no ink drawing, no nothing. The fact that the entire thing is digital just strikes me as odd at an almost cellular level. In a way that I can neither comprehend or seem to shake. But, maybe that’s just a sign of which generation I’m from. I’m sure that the next generation(s) coming up wouldn’t even blink at it, the same way that we no longer find anything particularly special about automobiles, cell phones, and intercontinental flights… or energy drinks.

And speaking of energy, I must thank Justice for this one. Behold the Power of Menergy!!! If you’ve seen this already, I’m sorry, but I think that the humor is decently on par with exactly what makes Idiocracy so fucking scary. Scary, scary, scary…

Cheers,