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Okay, they’re not LITERALLY bloodhounds. Or dogs. They’re Moto’s “Yamadutas” (or “dutas” or “dooties” for short), so named because it sounds badass to have pets that are your “messengers of DEATH”. And what’s the fun of mad science without having some henchcritters to do your bidding? If you’ve got it, FLAUNT it.

Hey there, comic-reading human or misguided bot!

Here's where I usually offer up a trite little blurb about the above comic that generally doesn't enhance the overall reading experience all that much, but I suppose I ought to self-advertise a bit real quick:


The comic, as always, is free and available here and on deviantart along with miscellaneous other art stuff of mine.

And over at my patreon at patrons can get full size versions of each new comic page, the unlettered art, and the black and white line art as well, on top of monthly sketches and commissions and the odd bit of art that remains patreon-exclusive until someone makes it not-exclusive XD If you're already a supporter, thanks a TON. It makes a huge difference in my daily life.

Anyhow, sales pitch over. Enjoy the comic. And Moto. I like Moto.

...and this is who's on the case.

I've been looking forward to this intro for a long time, and to what's still to come now that she's here. Ladies and gents, please allow me to formally introduce "Moto" :D

Oh! And I believe this is also the first time we've visited Gogo's native world WITHOUT it being through the lens of a flashback. So that's also pretty cool.

Strap in. I didn't introduce this firecracker to have her do nothing ;)
SWERVE into the scene shift with me!

Remember how Gogo was a giant monster in a fight with a very serious-looking fire-fisted woman? Well, turns out they're both missed, but someone's on the case now...
Strap in for ACTION!

...and for safety, of course.

If you’re wondering who the heck this “Didi” is that some commenters have pointed out, or why Gogo seems to be acting a bit strange, you might be a newer reader or have only read this particular story so far. Welcome to Bomango! (You don’t have to already know about her for the purposes of this story, it’ll make a little more sense in time).

A friend of mine pointed out that I didn’t seem quite as hyped about Didi finally making an appearance as I might have been. Don’t worry. I’m pleased that Didi is here. There’s just a LOT of stuff lurking just ahead, and I can’t rest on Didi just yet ;)

Gogo has a bit of a claustrophobic affliction when it comes to climbing into smallish spaces, especially the kinds that move on their own. Perhaps she just doesn’t have much experience with vehicles, or she’s got the bug that doesn’t let her passively relax while riding (or maybe part-monster people have a hangup about enclosed spaces).

She could ride in the back, perhaps, but this dilemma has presented an inner opportunity to suggest a different and slightly unexpected approach by another “passenger” altogether... ;)

- van
Gogo’s ready to get RIGHT to work, and she’s barely out the door before a minor obstacle swerves into view: A TRUCK.

Now, a truck is no match for Gogo in a straight up fight, this is true. However, this is not about fighting a truck; it is about RIDING in a truck. No big deal for most people, but Gogo isn’t most people...

The Steve Stamp of Approval. She’s got this. Not to worry.

Now, on to a production note!

Bomango has been updating a little slow and irregular lately. For one reason and another, April was not very productive for me, so I apologize for being a slug :P

Over the past year or so, I’ve gotten a few good critiques about the story that have pointed out that, regardless of the update schedule or how much fun the comic is (or isn’t—each to their own, right?), the story itself hasn’t unfolded very quickly—or at least, we haven’t gotten much in the way of conflict or central premise. I do tend to over-write and meander about sometimes, and there’s been a lot of setting the table in the story without quite getting down to serving dinner, so to speak.

This coming “day” within the story was already planned for a long time to be a big step forward, but as I contemplated some feedback I’ve gotten from readers up to this point, it started to become clearer to me that some story elements I had originally intended to be further off didn’t really HAVE to wait for their time in the spotlight. As a result, the next leg of the story has a lot of moving parts that I’ve been working to set into position, including some surrealism, action, and the introduction of some new characters that, if I pull this off, will really break into some new territory!

There’s also a character I’ve been dying to finally drop into the story (besides the one longtime readers might be thinking of that begins with a “D”), and we’re finally getting close.

I might be slow sometimes, but the way of the glacier is like that. Stay tuned!

- van

The boys do indeed have the whole day to themselves, and what a day it’s gonna be :D

Thanks again for your patience and readership, folks! The day‘s just beginning!

- van
April 6th, 2019
My friend’s dad always asked that question. “What’re YOU boys tearin’ apart t’day?”

We also often rode bikes, so in a way, this is a very autobiographical comic.

- van
Sorry for the extended gap between updates! I held off on posting until I had three new pages in the bag, so hopefully the wait’s paid off a little more handsomely...

If Gogo’s going to casually open the bag and let the first wave of cats come leaping out of it, technically she could do worse than Hector. Still awkward, though. It’s one thing to be secretive, but it can be real frustrating not being able to neatly articulate WHY you didn’t tell your friend about the super-cool thing you saw.

- van
March 20th, 2019
In fairness to Stepmom, Pablo ought to know that he’s a little peculiar-looking, and that strangers might not instantly accept this gracefully.

...but still, that lady crazy.

Okay, remember how I just suggested a page ago that Cora May might have a somewhat ambivalent attitude towards her stepmother? It’s possible that it’s SLIGHTLY more antagonistic in nature, but the important thing is that you don’t need to worry about Pablo, because he got out of there safely.

March 20th, 2019
Meanwhile, Pablo is out on the town, doing mysterious things that only Pablos can know, and so we find ourselves at Cora May’s house, where those things include greeting the nice lady coming home from her morning jog.

I’m going to bend the rules of “show rather than tell” here, because it doesn’t really need to be a mystery: the easily-spooked woman here is Cora May’s stepmom, and our little purple princess’s attitude toward her is such that...well, if stepmom is freaked out by little blue creatures, it at least makes breakfast interesting.

Aaaand part three! (here's part 1 if you just got here: )

As anyone in almost any field of production, creative or otherwise, can attest, you often put a lot of time and effort into something that’s wildly disproportionate to the time and effort it takes to consume it. Something as simple as a quasi-vaudevillian sketch like this looked like peanuts when I wrote it up and laid it out in thumbnails, but after a couple of days spent working on the actual pages themselves and pushing back the ETA of completion a LOT farther than I initially estimated, I have to admit, comic work can be one hell of a slog—even when you love doing it.

I began yesterday with one page in the bag, and figured I could knock what was left out of the remaining two by early to mid afternoon. By 10 pm, I was only just getting to the shading and highlighting, when it finally occurred to me that there was upwards of 40 individual character drawings with comparatively few repetitive shortcuts for me to have taken in rendering them. (Thank God for that restaurant counter, fixed camera angle, and lack of full body drawings or detailed backgrounds). It took longer to do this short scene than it did to render several pages of Gogojira in battle.

Mind you, I’m not complaining. I’ve enjoyed the hell out of doing this, but there are times when I’m slightly overwhelmed by how much I can miscalculate the potential workload I’ve made for myself. (I’m sure you other artists understand the feeling all too well). The amount of time you spend on something can also skew your own perception on the work itself. Spend enough time crafting a joke, for example, and after awhile you can begin to wonder if it was ever even funny in the first place (same goes for drama, action, etc).

But anyway, I do love this scene, regardless of whatever amount of work it took. It’s not truly a classic “who’s on first?” routine, of course, but sort of the same spirit, and if you’ll allow me to flatter myself, “Thank you, Hector” is personally one of my favorite panels I’ve come up with in recent memory. This whole scene felt to me like the characters found a real groove that hasn’t quite happened yet in this story. I’m really pleased with it, and I hope you’ve enjoyed it too!

Part two of three (almost there!)

- van
Part one! (more elaborate commentary at the end, heh)

- van
February 21st, 2019
I think that's enough syrup for now, don't you?

- van
February 13th, 2019
Same old soon as you get a little money, it goes right towards debts, am I right? HAHA


- van
February 4th, 2019
Remember this important lesson, kids: never give in to peer pressure unless there’s money in it.

The trio of regulars applying said pressure to sweet, innocent Gogo are Bill, Larry, and Todd; the “House BLT”, as it were. Blue-collar local yokels of the sort that can stretch breakfast into an hour or two of lingering at the counter, nursing cups of coffee and watching life’s rich pageant unfold around them. Happily for them, life’s unveiled a horse of a different color today in the form of an apparently bottomless stomach sitting a few seats away.

This fact is also apparent to the bystanding Fishers. Gogo may be rather expensive.

January 29th, 2019
Aaaand we’re back!

Okay, maybe it isn’t the most explosively dynamic way to get back into the swing of things, but breakfast gives you energy for LATER stuff, so PANCAKES!

Thanks for waiting, by the way! Sorry for the hiatus!