By David C. Daoust The sandcrawler was solidly built. Built to last, one might say. Harper found the terminal, her head just bounced off, especially built to last. Everything went black for a moment. The pain shot through her skull, and it took her another moment to get her bearings. She lay…
I started a new job! This one is full time- so, less time for crazy comics. I’ll probably get things moving again, once I get adjusted and figure out when is a good time to get these things done. I started today’s but I don’t really have time to ink it or letter it. I…
By David C. Daoust Olivia’s life, as a professional Brute Ball Player, was full of highs and lows. Often, she was ridiculed for things a lesser player would not be looked at twice for. She never allowed it to take her down, to drain her, or make her question herself. She knew…
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