Ugh. Eleven panels. I’m an idiot. This page nearly killed me.
I wanted to blend a little of Mike Mignola’s style into the art in this chapter. Problem is, my normal goal when drawing is to look more like Geof Darrow — lots and lots of detail. Mike Mignola’s style does not blend with Geof Darrow easily. The scene-building inset panels and moody shading fights against added texture and line detail. Well, now I know.
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Msaka: I'd rather we not park here.
Keeba: I'll run the car around the block.
Msaka: I'll call as soon as we're done.
Jacob: There's a lock with a gene-reader.
Msaka: It should open for me. Hmn.
Jacob: Let me try.
Girii: Jacob? Why would Fumiaki have your gene code?
Roger: How would he have gotten it forty years ago?
Girii: Jacob?
Keeba: I'll run the car around the block.
Msaka: I'll call as soon as we're done.
Jacob: There's a lock with a gene-reader.
Msaka: It should open for me. Hmn.
Jacob: Let me try.
Girii: Jacob? Why would Fumiaki have your gene code?
Roger: How would he have gotten it forty years ago?
Girii: Jacob?
It’s a great look, but if it’s going to kill you, then I say that you learn from this experience and never repeat it. On the other hand, it’s a great look…
I’m going to find a happy medium, don’t worry.
No, rats don’t count. Not unless they have cloaks! And even then, I’m not that kind of guy.
Well sorry, but you’re going to have to wait a bit more if you want non-rat furries.
The page might have come close to killing you, but it is to die for
…Sorry, couldn’t help myself! Don’t hurt me!
Am I the only wondering on re-reading where Pakawa is keeping a phone? Or would we rather not know?
The year is 2109. It’s probably woven into her hat.