Have any of you guys been reading webcomics long enough to spot how a lot of them seem to start off being about either 20-year-olds running around all crazy or about video games one way or another? And then how, after a while, they turn out to be about lots of other stuff?
Well, I swear, when I started off- this comic was gonna be about skateboarding and kayaking and bicycles. Seriously.
I think Kelly is going to get five seconds of useable tape and take up drinking. So much for scripting…
Greg, so what happened? How’d you derail?
Probably ran over some gravel at the skate park.
well, THAT is a side of Niki i never would have guessed i swear.
Kelly is in SO MUCH shit…oh boy now i want Hubris and Kara to arrive and see the “show” i swear hehe.
People change over time. Hobbies that once thrilled and amazed become old hat and banal. People tend to move on. Some change their hobbies outright or change how they view the hobby. That is their prerogative.
You, Greg, neighbor, are changing. You still do all the skateboarding and stuff, but you want new stories and such. It is hard to write new stories when the material itself does not change much.
I was going somewhere with this but my thoughts were derailed. Onto a boat. That capsized. Then sharks attacked. And was swept up by a tornado.
That was awful.
I think it’s got more to do with what you think you know, and what you wind up thinking of when the characters’ voices start coming out of your head without your control. I thought there were a LOT of skateboard gags, and there are, but they’re just gags. They don’t string together to make stories very well, and the stories, well, they just keep sort of happening…
Note to everyone … if you know a psychiatrist or psychologist … get them to call Greg … he’s hearing Voices …
(and if we think about it … there are what? A dozen characters [not including “Team US”] in this strip, and probably another dozen in The Buckets).
J/K Greg … you’re as sane as I am. *coughlaughcough*
Some of us are here for the outdoorsy theme. Others are here for the characters. I confess to being in the latter group. Listen to the characters’ voices: they know what they’re doing.
Unless of course, a dog appears & his voice directs you to kill people. Don’t listen to the Son of Sam’s dog…
I don’t think Son of Sam ever heard that dog. Dogs are way more laid back than that. I think they were closing in on ol’ SoS, and he was looking around for who to blame it on, and decided on the dog. Whole time, dog’s sittin’ there going “Chill, Bruv! Just lay on the carpet here and later on, we’ll go chase a squirrel or something.”
Well, the dog’s passed. So if he *does* show up, he’d be a zombie dog. I still wouldn’t listen to him…
I think it would be more or less Son of Sam’s CAT that would direct humans to kill … not the Dog.
The Dog would lick your face while you robbed Son of Sam blind.
This just adds to my belief that Nikki’s Dad is one of the big wheels at Sportsmart.
Sorry, I meant “is somehow connected to”
So Nikki is Herman Master’s daughter????? ooh that would be a plot twist…
Hahaha!! If she wears donuts over her ears, we’re in big trouble. Paste has already done a “Yoda” riff, riding Lowell around.
Greg, we’re all bad-bad-bad 🙂
Funny how these things take on a life of their own after a while.
NikkI has some serious daddy issues, more than I originally thought. Cute how she still refers to “daddy” though, my 27-year-old daughter still calls me “Daddy.”
lowell has just made a powerful enemy of nickie let the fun begin . and lowel feel the pain that is going to come from the power he just awoke .
While the comic IS “about skateboarding and kayaking and bicycles” — and assorted banana-whip nuttiness — it’s about a lot more. Mostly it’s about the characters in all their complexity. About how paradoxical they can be, often reacting unpredictably depending on the circumstances, and displaying contradictory behavior and attitudes.
It wasn’t so long ago that Nikki was admonishing Paste about how outrage just looks stupid face to face. Yet here she has become far more unhinged than Paste was. You may be justified in asking: Pot, have you met kettle?
I can’t judge her too harshly, though, because I know how hard it is to see clearly when you’re too close to a situation or incident, and it’s obvious that there is something in Nikki’s past that she has yet to come to terms with. What’s more, it’s nearly impossible to remain rational when someone or something keeps whacking away at your raw nerves without mercy. It makes me all the more curious about what Nikki’s story is, and when and how it will be revealed.
Recently I came to realize that a story is often not just one story, but a multitude of stories. And the stories of Hubris et al are the greatest draw for me. Not that the outdoor hobbies and gags and other lunacy aren’t important, and I wouldn’t want to be without them. Yet it is because I care about the characters — even when they are at their most aggravating — and what happens to them that makes we want to keep reading.