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Sometimes Things Just Get Away From You

Posted in Uncategorized, Untitled Invasion Epic #1 with tags , , , , , , , , , on January 3, 2011 by applecorecomics

That is what’s happened to this fake blog recently, and also it’s the title of one of my favorite graphic novels:

New year’s resolution: update this blog along with FlyingOskar.com (among other things).  So, to kick things off, here’s some comics I’ve been posting regularly on FlyingOskar while neglecting this blog:

This is a collaboration (my first!!!) with my friend, Mr. Noland of ‘Noland Entertainment.’  He’s written a poem which I am illustrating in comics form.

I can’t promise right away how regularly I’ll update, for I break these promises far too often.  I plan to do it regularly.

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Foastrian, Chronologically Timed

Posted in Isabald Monteclaire, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on November 2, 2010 by applecorecomics

Ordinarily, I’d be having my tube socks waxed this time of year.  Instead, because of this economy, I’m eating egg substitute.  Why is it egg substitute if it’s got egg in it?  That’s something Gloria would have asked.  He was a vegan, near the end.  I never understood it.  But he always insisted it made sense and would try to explain to people (only people who asked) but I doubt he changed any minds.  What a guy.  Oh god, what I have I done?

All of the prologue has been redone.  And it’s up instead of the old stuff.  I’ve changed the “Latest Comic Link” under the “Gold and Blue and Gray option” in the “AppleCore” from the “Main Menu of Applecorecomics.com.”  Now, if you were a fan of the originals don’t panic.  Actually, maybe you should panic.  I replaced all of the original files.  I have the original drawings, but they aren’t getting the best of care because frankly I don’t care about them.

I do have buttloads of unsold zines of the originals.  Tell you what.  If you, a couple years from now, are a huge fan and want the originals (which will be worth so much by then) then you can order the completed book early and get neat extras, such as the original zines of the crappier versions of the prologue and part of chapter one.

I’ll be at the BYOA (bring your own art) in Spartanburg, SC, in November.  I don’t have an exact date at the moment, but I’ll be printing up new zines for it and probably doing more silly portraits (of you in your circle of Hell of choice).  Stay tuned to hear more.

Kama Sutra St.

Posted in Gold and Blue and Gray, Isabald Monteclaire, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 26, 2010 by applecorecomics

Home.  Kama Sutra St.  I never thought I’d see it again.  The cold air stings my eyeballs and I wince when the ash from my cigarette burns my toes.  I shouldn’t have worn sandals on a snowy night like this.  The graveyard’s just around the corner.  I button my coat and walk into the mist.  When I get out of the mist I’ve transformed into a giant cockroach.  I always knew it would end this way…

Gloria couldn’t feel pain, you know.  He didn’t like to talk about it.  Thought people would think he was a freak.  I used to tease him about it, sure.  Should I feel bad?  I don’t.  He always looked down on me.  Even though I was rich and he was poor.  I never understood why I let it bother me.  But I was bigger than him, and I used that to my advantage.  Though, to tell the truth, we were pretty evenly matched, fighting style-wise.  I used the Dragon stance, he the Wildabeast stance.  We would pose and have a friend take polaroids, then ask the locals who they thought looked fiercer.  I always won.  Those days, they sound bad, but looking back, both of us being greased down by widowed maids who needed the money, those days weren’t so bad.  At least we had eachother.

Horror Hospital Vol 11

Posted in Gold and Blue and Gray, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 16, 2010 by applecorecomics

A cross in the hall split the walkway.

“After the third Coke machine on your left you’ve gone too far” said the fat Obstetrician.

“After the third…” said Cindy.  The wheelchair squeaked and squeaked under her.  To her left a Coke machine passed her by.  The hands on her chair’s handles were squeezed tight.  She looked up so her face was upside down to the male nurse.  He smiled.

His cock became rigid and armored like a beetle.  It tore through the back of the chair and Cindy’s collar bone.  Bending at the joint, it came backward and forced its sharp beak into her temple.  The fat Obstetrician sputtered and dropped her box of popcorn.

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Quarterly Changes

Posted in Isabald Monteclaire, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 11, 2010 by applecorecomics

After a while it gets tiring rubbing out the ejaculate.  That’s when you have to take stock of your situation and say to yourself “It’s about time I put down this shovel and pick up a rag and clean the crud off my damn sports car.”  That sums up the past month or so in a nutshell pretty much.  I don’t expect you to understand.  Just take all this in the spirit with which it was given:

Gloria Farmer is dead.  I hate to break it to you.  I’m also the one who killed him.  Yes.  It is I.  Isabald Monteclaire.  Where have I been?  I was never gone.  It’s always been me posting this blog.  There never was a Gloria Farmer.  I made it all up. For one purpose.  To tell you the truth.

Apples and oranges are simply a terrorist plot designed to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids.

Why do you think this is AppleCoreComics?

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The Spike Lord

Posted in Gold and Blue and Gray, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on September 3, 2010 by applecorecomics

Yes.  This means there will have to be a new circle of Hell.

Here’s the description for GBG I promised:

Kyle Draper and Dani Bryan are killed before we get to know them. When they wake up they’re separated and surrounded by a surreal landscape painted with odd, humorous, and menacing characters. These characters die and resurrect. One is “born again” in the most literal sense. And at the same time these people casually talk about the mortgage rates being too high in Hell.

A surreal black comedy grounded on a firm foundation of irotica (ironic erotica), set in the fireless depths of Hades. Kyle must traverse the perils of the once great city of Dis to find Dani, the woman he loves, who’s trapped in the next town over: the city of Dat. Join him and Dani as their love quest takes them to the highest highs of sex and aestheticization of violence to the lowest lows of sex and aestheticization of violence. And back again.

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Starting Over

Posted in Gold and Blue and Gray with tags , , , , , , , , , on September 1, 2010 by applecorecomics

Gold and Blue and Gray

I must say my output is getting better.  Well here’s the first two pages completely redone with a fountain pen.  What do you think?  I’ll leave the originals on the “GBG” page till Friday, in case you want to compare.  The lines are much, much better like this.  Also if you’ll notice I’m changing a few finer details, like establishing in subtle ways that Dani and Kyle are lovers earlier on.  I think it will make the overall flow better.

Check FlyingOskar.com for more details and whatnot.  I’m a little burned out right now with all the constant drawing, so I’ll leave it at that.  New Zine details and a cover Friday.

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