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...double shot!

As anyone living in or near livestock country can tell you, when the breeze is just right, the pungent aroma of manure wafts ever so gently into town and your nostrils. If you live there, you might not notice it so much, but if you’re a stranger to the land of fertilizer, livestock droppings, and “holding ponds”, the scent can come at you rather noticeably, even knocking you off your interrogation game at times.

Such is the case here. Not only does the cow-stank arrest Gogo’s increasingly heated momentum, it presents a (potentially limb/life saving) diversion for Andy: “real beefs” means “real cattle”, and apparently that revelation is enough to put a stop to whatever ugly place this situation was headed.

:D

-van
As you’ll soon find out, this week’s update was somewhat delayed for the sake of “presentation”. I felt a little worn out with pages ending on ominous cliffhangers or...seriousness. So much SERIOUSNESS.

So while Gogo IS laying down some (confusing) exposition here, breaking some ice (and walls, and very nearly a face), and getting to the heart of what’s eatin’ her, it seemed to me that letting this hang for a week wouldn’t do.

Stay tuned :)

-van
On plenty of occasions, I’ve gritted my teeth and posted a page that feels like I’m testing the audience’s patience even more than usual. The voice in the back of my head barging towards the front and going “get ON WITH IT, already! Don’t just let ANOTHER page of buildup SIT there for a week! AAAGH!”

This is another one of those occasions. I wanted to point that out in case any readers feel the same way, because by gosh it’s frustrating at times.

But this is also heading towards a rarer occasion in which the characters and the story and myself are in sync with “GET ON WITH IT!”, and the frustration with getting things going finds some release and, consequently, changes into something else.

The point at which you can’t dance around it any longer, make a big noise, break something, pound your chest, pound the table, and see what happens.

Getting there. Inch by inch.

van
LANGUAGE, ANDY!

Prior to this moment, it’s possible that Andy ignored (willfully or otherwise) the implications of dumpster-tipping, high-jumping, and (to a lesser extent) some slick juking and leaping. But if there were any lingering doubt in his mind that this peculiar gal is a step or two beyond the average model of human (“monster” or not), pushing over a nice, big hunk of rusted metal tower ought to clue our boy to the idea, no?

- van
We rejoin Andy’s chase, which has come to a stop in the pastoral settings of a disused old industrial lot. For those of you playing along at home, this is the sort of hemmed-in, isolated location in which you typically do NOT wish to find yourself if the hunter/hunted question isn’t settled in your game of pursuit.

When I was younger, there were a few locations similar to this one in my own hometown. Despite being a small rural-suburban community, there were a handful of industrial sites in various stages of use. Most of them have since been torn down and replaced with apartments or businesses, since, admittedly, abandoned factories and stuff can be eyesores. But here in Andy’s town, a few such places still stand.

...for now...

van
Unfortunately for Hector, the pilot episode of “HECTORA MAYHEM: TROPICAL HEAT” is temporarily delayed by the would-be co-star, but hope springs eternal in the heart of the optimist. Besides, sooner or later Andy’s bound to remember he has a phone, and then this investigation can begin in earnest! What better way for two old pals to reconnect than putting their heads together and solving a fun monster mystery? (Of course, Andy will play the skeptic; he’s probably not gonna buy this monster stuff. I bet he’s already forgotten it even happened.)

...oh wait...

- van
Sorry about the delay, folks. Took Memorial Day weekend off, and couldn't manage to get the new update pushed through earlier this week but HERE WE GO, back to the comic! heh

I do like me some conspiratorial Hector :)

- van
This is why I usually hate answering the phone. It might turn into a whole...thing...*sigh*

- van
After posting the previous page, a commenter on deviantart (you know who you are) asked why I didn’t just go ahead and use blue skies?

That might ultimately be just a little aesthetic thing, and maybe you didn’t even notice, either, but it made me wonder why, in fact, I didn’t. Turns out, I rather liked it. Thanks for the suggestion!

If you recognize who’s checking the mail, you probably know where we’re headed next while Gogo goes aerial.

-van
PERIMETER BREACH!
In addition to many and varied intonations of “Hams”, Pablo IS capable of other noises, of course, in the same way your dog barks, but also growls, whines, howls, etc. It’s all a matter of situation.
In this particular situation, there is an assertion by another party that demands and in-kind retort, which Pablo does with practiced eloquence.
“Such LANGUAGE...”

van
Rules? In a chase? FOOL! I MOCK YOU.
Pablo just saved dude's Jeep, really.

:D

- van
VanHeist
April 16th, 2018
Not a lot of plot to unpack here, just some movement.

“Just”, heh...

I don’t have a lot of action scenes in my comics, at least not much that immediately comes to mind. There must be a few, but generally speaking, I wouldn’t describe my work as a whole having a lot of dynamic movement. It certainly FEELS like less familiar territory. Like detailed backgrounds, cars, and crowd scenes, choreographed action is one of those subjects in creating comics that’s exciting to imagine, but that might not come as easy (or well) in the execution. Even so, this page—and the next few—are pretty fun, and they feel a little different, too.

You have to walk before you can run, and run before you can execute flippy jumps, and execute flippy jumps before...ah well, baby steps...

-van
Okay, so most of you knew this was coming, more or less, and Andy oughta know better too. In fact, he seems appropriately aware of getting faced by the most basic of shake-offs. I'd be red-hot myself. Gogo, getting bored of the street Q&A, is either gonna make her getaway, or make the kid work for it, the poor sucker. Shrimp. Sucker-shrimp.

And she didn't steal no bike, neither!!!

:D

- van
Fire demons WOULD be a matter of concern, what with their dastardly eye-poking shenanigans and all. We can't have that, no sir.
-van
Speaking realistically, if it were me, I'd have tapped out long before this point.

Andy presses on, though, and though he's circling ever closer to the possibility of a Misunderstanding happening to his person by doing so, he seems to think there's yet some room to get some answers out of Gogo. Generally, you're better off not persisting when a woman essentially tells to you to piss off, but under the circumstances, we'll see where this goes, eh?

(YOU will, I mean. I already know where this is going...heh heh)

- van
Gogo makes a fairly solid point here. Admittedly, this sort of assertion works a whole lot more convincingly if you're tall, clawed, and sporting some nasty facial scarring. Many people don't have the advantage of such traits when trying to shuck off pestering during difficult times in their life.

Pablo, for his part, also makes a succinct contribution :D

- van
VanHeist
March 13th, 2018
A day late with the update this week. Sorry! :D

Catch up! Get it? HAHAHAHA...yeah you do.

-van
Back to the comic! Where the awkward silence following Gogo's affirmative declaration seems like a good point at which to wrap this whole thing up and hit the ol' dusty trail, thank you very much. We'll have to do this again sometime. Have your people call my people, that sort of thing.

Certainly, this concludes the matter, and Andy will pursue it no further.

...heh...

-van
VanHeist
February 19th, 2018
If this conversation was a trap, someone just decided to spring it and see what happens :)