Don't listen to the haters, Davey. This comic is brilliant. I think you've done a fabulous job deconstructing modern tensions in human sexuality from a genderqueer perspective in an outrageous yet poignant use of form and meta commentary.
Right from panel one, this deft and unrelenting examination of the fragile nature of sexual identity demands that the reader face the fears that torture their own subconscious. The choice of Mario should clearly telegraphs to the audience that the author intends to relentlessly challenge our oppressive patriarchal state and it's hetereo-normative hegemony. Who else in the video game world typifies womynist enslavement than the Italian (read: Roman Empire) plumber (read: blue collar domestic abuse) who snatches his puppet state concubine from the arms of her reptilian lover when she dare flee his brutality. (The reptile represents a rejection of traditionalist sexual pairings; the profound lengths Princess Toadstool has traveled to find inner peace and sexual gratification is contrasted with the traditionalist sadism of Mario)
Yet in an ironic twist of fate the comic forces rapist-in-chief Mario to stand within a vast white expanse, clearly utilizing the far superior Japanese color symbology to represent the inevitability of death. Mario's prison is the diametric opposite of the nurturing closeness of the womb, a vast expanse devoid of life or nourishing amniotic fluid. He finds himself unable to speak of his own free will - the phallocentricism he has conformed to all his life is simply not enough, without the battered vagina there is not victorious penis. Instead, he is bidden by unseen forces to speak to an unseen audience by an unseen deity known as "Teleprompter" (a simply delicious nod toward our failed revolutionary in the White House!) who through Mario introduces a new farce for the unwashed masses to to enjoy (plumber as biblical prophet). Being forced to utter these few invocational sentences against his will sends Mario into an apocalyptic fit, his face becoming flush with blood and his forehead suddenly sprouting eyebrows (increased facial hair = increased testosterone) which jut outward in rage. He berates the audience for enabling this system and deflects all responsibility for his self-perceived inexcusable actions to a fate beyond his control.
This beautiful outburst is the masterstroke of this entire project, an exhilarating critique of our misogynist culture of orgasmic dysfunction. The oppressor experiences the (symbolically) same system he himself perpetuates in an ejaculatory denouncement while simultaneously failing to recognize his own engagement in the subjugation of penetration.
Wonderfully crafted! An excellent first showing from a promising new auteur who I will be watching very closely over the next few exciting episodes.
wow way to be a complete lying hypocrite. I have photographic evidence that you put me on ignore (allegedly) using my high tech high definition high speed low drag screencapping software. prepare to have the lid blown off this case.
i don't know where you get off acting like you're so high and mighty but karma will come to you in the form of my katana formed of true japanese steel into your gut and then maybe you'll have some honor for once in your life
OMG I really LOVE the comic keep doing your best and you will show those haters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (really clean socks more like really faggy faggot)
I love your comic so much I even made my own tribute to it!!!!!! <3<3<3
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Have fun being alone.
Ignoring you now.
guys i think he needs a tissue because he's mad
Heh, great thread.
Right from panel one, this deft and unrelenting examination of the fragile nature of sexual identity demands that the reader face the fears that torture their own subconscious. The choice of Mario should clearly telegraphs to the audience that the author intends to relentlessly challenge our oppressive patriarchal state and it's hetereo-normative hegemony. Who else in the video game world typifies womynist enslavement than the Italian (read: Roman Empire) plumber (read: blue collar domestic abuse) who snatches his puppet state concubine from the arms of her reptilian lover when she dare flee his brutality. (The reptile represents a rejection of traditionalist sexual pairings; the profound lengths Princess Toadstool has traveled to find inner peace and sexual gratification is contrasted with the traditionalist sadism of Mario)
Yet in an ironic twist of fate the comic forces rapist-in-chief Mario to stand within a vast white expanse, clearly utilizing the far superior Japanese color symbology to represent the inevitability of death. Mario's prison is the diametric opposite of the nurturing closeness of the womb, a vast expanse devoid of life or nourishing amniotic fluid. He finds himself unable to speak of his own free will - the phallocentricism he has conformed to all his life is simply not enough, without the battered vagina there is not victorious penis. Instead, he is bidden by unseen forces to speak to an unseen audience by an unseen deity known as "Teleprompter" (a simply delicious nod toward our failed revolutionary in the White House!) who through Mario introduces a new farce for the unwashed masses to to enjoy (plumber as biblical prophet). Being forced to utter these few invocational sentences against his will sends Mario into an apocalyptic fit, his face becoming flush with blood and his forehead suddenly sprouting eyebrows (increased facial hair = increased testosterone) which jut outward in rage. He berates the audience for enabling this system and deflects all responsibility for his self-perceived inexcusable actions to a fate beyond his control.
This beautiful outburst is the masterstroke of this entire project, an exhilarating critique of our misogynist culture of orgasmic dysfunction. The oppressor experiences the (symbolically) same system he himself perpetuates in an ejaculatory denouncement while simultaneously failing to recognize his own engagement in the subjugation of penetration.
Wonderfully crafted! An excellent first showing from a promising new auteur who I will be watching very closely over the next few exciting episodes.
And yes, I read your whole post.
*seconded*
Nah, but RCS did write (poorly[or well?]) a nice trollment. See that? That's a portmanteau for "trolling comment."
Which I'm obviously not doing anymore.
EDIT: And yeah, ReallyCleanSocks is a lame user name.
Edit: Don't respond to him. Just leave him be.
So, when shall we expect comic #2?
Probably this weekend, I'm gonna try to do the whole background thing, and I'm also going to try my hand at making an author sprite.
Oh and the fourth wall? It will be crumbled to bits.
*Idea win.*
Oh, and a dog.
I love your comic so much I even made my own tribute to it!!!!!!
look what you guys did to gunny he comes messaging me about how you're all being mean to a new member. you should be a shamed.