ADDITIONAL DOODLINGS (SHORT STORY COVER + NOCTROOPERS UPDATE)

     In the meantime, until the JC-Verse is so kind as to spit out another live offering, allow me to tide you all over with some non-character creations I've made as of late. Firstly, I have some jazzy cover art that I made for my sister's short story. Sadly, since the author isn't game to share her poetry with the world wide web yet and I forgot to save the drawing and writing as different layers on Photoshop, the bare bones version will have to suffice. I present to you, "FLOATY.png":

     Next up is a continuation of the post directly below this one, the Noctroopers. I thought the corner of the JC-Verse that that post introduced was especially cool, so I wanted to explore it more by fully-realizing their gaseous aboad, Kreken-V. If any of you fine folks weren't clear on what exactly a industrialized gas planet is, here's your visual. Enjoy!

#273: Noctroopers

    Dreamworks Animation LLC is a quandry. Seriously, I watched Bee Movie for the first time in gosh knows how long on Friday night, and I'm still reeling. One minute they're hitting home runs, and the next they're making a movie where they honest-to-goodness name a character Bee Larry King. BEE LARRY KING, DANGIT. This is the type of stuff that drives a man to the brink. But *ahem* on a less maddening note, it's time for some good ol' fashioned new character(s)! I proudly present, the Noctroopers! Of the many common comic book archetypes, the intergalactic police corps is one of my personal favorites. Whether they be identified by their sheeny green rings or gold helmets, they tend to be one of the coolest parts of any given universe--and with this blog, that's no different. Toss that trope in the blender with another recognizable comic staple, dressing like a bat to scare the common riff raff into submission, and you get the JC-Verse's own brand of cosmic coppers: the Noctrooper Corps! Serving the wartime government of Kreken-V, an industrialized gas planet in the Bathr system, these officers enforce local law while the formal Krekenese army are fighting abroad. With trademark helmets and handy-dandy Model-O7 energy-pistols, Noctroopers work to hold together the chaotic homefront of Kreken-V's empire, shutting down riots, investigating fishy spacecraft, and otherwise keeping things under control. They aren't exactly the long-eared luminaries that they're made out to be in everybody's eyes, but that's a story for another post. (Full disclosure, I've been on a bit of a Star Wars kick as of late, so that's the primary reason the character before you exists. That cape is basically Lando's. I hang my head in partial shame. Don't sue me.)

"JACOB FIGHTS A T-REX" AND OTHER TALES (Wondercon 2017 Recap)

     Look alive, ladies and gents. Spring has broken! The same, however, can't be said for my fever, as I currently have a cold. In the words of a wise kettle-wearing kiddo from a jamming miniseries, ain't that just the way. It's not all bad news, though. Because once upon a time when I could still fully breathe out of my nostrils, I was at WonderCon on Saturday! WonderCon has been a staple of my existence for almost as long as this blog has, and for my 4th go-round, I chose to cosplay as my own comic-accurate rendition of the Joker. So, on Saturday, amidst the swarm of Letos and Ledgers, me and a few other brave souls across the con took to the floor in our tailcoats and baggy striped pantaloons. I can't speak on behalf of the other Jokers, but as for me, the experience was worth all the over-the-top grinning. Let's recap:

ACCOUTREMENTS

     My dad and I put together quite the treasure trove of gag gadgets and gizmos to compliment my costume. Granted, we had to disassemble one of them at the entrance because it was too pointy for con guidlines, but all-in-all, I got some good use out of them:

THE FULL SHEBANG

    Factor in some spiffy attire brought to you by the wubbulous world of online shopping and a really nice tailor, and you have the finished product:

     HIGHLIGHTS OF THE DAY

•  Being bluntly judged by a pair of girls at the entrance for my inclusion of the crowbar.
• Being begged by a giddy stranger to pose with his buddy dressed as Jason Todd while pretending to "beat the living [redacted]" out of him with the crowbar. (The crowbar was a hot topic.)
•  Fighting a T-Rex. Seriously, this was a thing. My mom wasn't quick enough on the draw to get it on film, so you'll have to use your imagination. Picture the inflatable ancient beast below, but roaming the food court of the Anaheim Convention Center whilst wildly wielding a pair of lightsabers. And me engaging it in combat. And losing. I walked into a fight I was unprepared for, that much I'll admit.

• Indulging in some banging ice cream.
• Buying this ridiculously high-qual poster for a ridiculously high-qual movie called Kubo and the Two Strings.

• Additionally buying a glow-in-the-dark Ant-Man pop doll that I'll be using to add some extra pizzazz to my school's black light dance in a couple weeks' time.
• Having my simple photo op with the Flash commandeered by a really hyped cameraguy and ending up shooting a three-picture story arch:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
•  And lastly, eating a multitude of yummies at my third favorite place on the planet: Denny's.
       WonderCon '17 was quite the blast. As far as 4th installments in series go, I'd give it a solid Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix. I'm not gonna go throwing around Mad Max: Fury Roads, but for the record, it was pretty dang close to earning one. If you fancy more shots of the Jacob-brand Clown Prince of Crime in action, below is a big ol' gallery of pics for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy, folks! Now, if you'll excuse, I'll be doing absolutely nothing. Gosh bless Spring Break.

  

  
  

  

  
  

  
  
  

  

  
  

  
  
  

  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  

  

  
  

  

  (A round of applause for my sis doing two things that come naturally to her: being Mabel Pines, and kicking me in the stomach.)