Evening reblog.
By Aaron Coulter
As we move into the second installment of our weekly webcomic round-ups, I want to thank everyone for their suggestions, and to keep things as transparent as possible, mention a few things about how comics are included in each week’s list.
To start, the comic has to be updated within each specific week, or relatively close. If a comic is no longer updating, I probably won’t cover it in the weekly list. If something’s especially great, but nonetheless finished, feel free to mention it in the comments section, and it might be covered for a longer piece someday. Part of the goal of this column is to showcase the variety of webcomic talent publishing on the Internet, but also to provide a quick recommendation of the best recent updates.
Woo, I placed! I’d like to thank my mommy, Chick-Fil-A, and Jesus.
But I repeat myself.
I’ve been asked a lot of webcomic-y questions since Jump Leads launched back in ‘07, and with Deadlong having launched this month I’ve been asked more or less all of those questions again. One of those questions is, invariably, “What’s your favourite webcomic?”
Previously, I’ve abstained from answering this question. There are, truthfully, dozens of webcomics that I read every single week, and I’ve never really sat down and thought about which webcomic was at the top of my totem pole.
It’s one thing for a webcomic to keep me hooked. It’s another thing entirely for me to want to go back and re-read a webcomic I’ve already read from the beginning to the most recent strip. I’ve done this with Penny Arcade and Starslip a number of times, the former because videogames are in my blood, and the latter because I devour well-written scifi-comedy like monkeys eat bananas.
But I can count on one hand the number of other webcomics I’ve actually read from start to finish multiple times. In fact I can count it on one finger - Shortpacked!.
I first read Shortpacked! in, I think, 2006. Friend and soon to be fellow Jump Leads writer Euan Mumford sent me the link for Shortpacked!. He read it because he was a fan of previous webcomics by the same cartoonist, David Willis. I read it because it spoke to me on a number of levels. First, it was clever. Secondly, it was funny as Hell. Thirdly, it spoke to a part of my brain that had only recently been switched on - the collector.
Doctor Who had relaunched the previous year, and the first wave of Character Options’ Doctor Who action figures had been released. I didn’t have as much disposable income as I would have liked, but I craved those figures above all things. I was able to buy a few, including the first-wave coat variant of the Tenth Doctor and the Regeneration pack featuring the Ninth Doctor in a very, very stiff pose and the Tenth Doctor in the Ninth’s outfit. I wanted to own as many figures from the range as possible.
Even beyond the collector stuff, though, Shortpacked! entertains. The characters have distinct voices, the scenarios walk the line between grounded in reality and skirting on the manic, and it’s quite wonderfully funny - funnier than most narrative-driven webcomics out there, I’d say.
Perhaps the most astounding thing is that while the quality of many webcomics has dipped and wobbled over the years, Shortpacked! remains consistently brilliant. Willis’ art has evolved over the years, and so has his comic timing, not to mention his flare for drama.
I don’t feel like there are many other webcomics I can really compare it to. It’s best compared with television sitcoms like Scrubs, or Community. I can’t help but feel that Willis is deliberately aiming for a similar tone - he’s referenced both shows a few times throughout the comic - but whether intentional or not it comes across as effortless.
So, yeah, whenever anybody asks me “What your favourite webcomic?” these days, my answer is always the same: Shortpacked!. There’s nothing else quite like it.
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Another day another top ten list. Lets recap my TOP TEN FAVORITE WEBCOMICS OF 2012
Honorable Mentions
Gronk by Katie Cook and Amazing Super Powers by Wes and Tony
Number 10: Nerf This by Scott Ferguson
Number 9: xkcd by Randall Munroe
Number 8: Penny Arcade by Mike Krahulik and Jerry Holkins
Number 7: PVP by Scott Kurtz
Number 6: Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal by Zach Weiner
Number 5: Shortpacked by David Willis
Number 4: Cyanide and Happiness by Kris, Dave, Matt, and Rob
Number 3: Questionable Content by Jeph Jacques
Number 2: Dumbing of Age by David Willis
Number 1: JL8 by Yale Stewart
woo i beat myself
1) There is, of course, mine.
2) There’s the one about a horse-person that no longer exists, but I remember back when it did.
3) There’s the one about a guy in a banana costume i guess i’m not sure?
4) There’s the other one about animal-people, though this time it’s cats, not horses.
5) And then there’s this other thing I dug up and I’m not sure why it’s called this.
6) And there’s apparently one called Roommates (close enough) that updates on DeviantArt. (thanks to whydontihatemarrymyself)]
This list exists outside the comics that have “Roomies” as part of a longer title, like Go Get a Roomie or Zombie Roomie or College Roomies from Hell!!!. These titles are way too creative. I’d be interested in seeing which other “Roomies” webcomics out there can be dug up. I’ve probably just uncovered the tip of the iceberg.
Sal as Amazi-Girl! Billie’s reality haha.
Sketch by David Willis at Webcomics Rampage 2012!
It’s Walky!: Sal sets the tone.
also, de-aged cameos
drew this at 4:30am after getting back up after not being able to sleep
This rejected strip is the genesis of the Whiteboard Dingdong Bandit storyline. It was originally going to be the last strip of the previous story – Joyce comes back to her room late at night, finds a bunch of dicks drawn on her whiteboard, erases them angrily, there’s a beat, and then she returns and draws her own.
It was a potentially funny idea, but the timing wasn’t right. I don’t think the timing could have possibly been right in five panels. There needs to be a much larger gap between her erasing them and returning to redraw one herself. In a perfect world, I woulda done like two rows and repeat that penultimate panel like a billion times. But naw, it wasn’t working.
Plus I then I thought it’d be hilarious if she accidentally drew it in permanent marker because Mike switched the pen out at some point and Joyce freaks out and draws on everyone’s and I extrapolated this whole series of things and OH HEY WHAT IF IT’S PRESENTED AS A MYSTERY
AND AMAZI-GIRL HAS TO SOLVE IT
super best idea
So I threw this comic in the trash. I repurposed some art from this strip for a new set of strips featuring Mike and Dina, to sort of prop up some potential other suspects before the mystery begins. I threw those strips in before Amazi-Girl and Dorothy had their interview, pushing that back by two days, and the rest was history.
Looking back, it’s weird that Ethan was everyone’s number-one suspect for a while, sometimes a close second. I didn’t set him up as a suspect at all!
EDIT: Oh oh oh oh oh, and the title of this rejected last strip was “Appendix.” GET IT?? GET IT??????????????????
I completed almost a full week of Dumbing of Age with Ruth’s door drawn with the doorknob on the wrong side. It was the worst. I redrew a lot of backgrounds, and the result made Billie look like she was trying to pull the door out by leveraging her foot rather than push it in, but it was funny art so I kept it anyway. Besides, Billie’s kind of in a panic, so she’s not operating at 100% brain capacity.
So you’re young and queer and everything you know about sex has come from porn because nobody’s teaching it to you at school and frankly some of what you’ve witnessed is terrifying. You’re intrigued by sex and your hormones are raging and you want to have sex but you don’t want to get fisted while someone beats you with a cheese grater. You’re young and your baseline state of being is *uncomfortable* and *powerless* and you just want some semblance of control and something resembling comfort and you want to find people who don’t make you feel so weird all the time. You see queer people reveling in being weird, and you’re panicking that people think you’re like that because the last thing you want is to be seen as weird. You’re gay but you’re not gay-gay, you’re normal if you can just ignore this one small difference.
And then here comes a group of people who commiserate with you, but only on the surface. They, too, hate how weird Pride is, how weird queer culture is, how terrifying queer sexuality is, how awful kink is. They tell you that your discomfort is actually a form of harm, that nobody should ever make you think about the things you don’t want to think about, that you should be protected from it. They use the language of social justice and it feels like social justice to you. People are doing things to you! Without your consent! It’s psychic rape! How dare they?
But then you get older and you scratch beneath the surface and remove the masks and find that underneath, those people who told you that you were being harmed were intense homophobes, who found queer sexuality terrifying because they found queer people terrifying. They don’t “consent” to queers being sexy or kinky because they don’t “consent” to queers existing. They consider all sex bad, and queer people as inherently sexual, so queer people are inherently bad unless they go out of their way to desexualize themselves as much as possible. And you find that they’re transphobes and terfs and they consider trans identities to be fetishes and this is why they want to hide fetish. As soon as they’re done driving all the sexy, kinky, trans queers into hiding with your help, they can move onto the less outrageous queers. They’re moving onto you, even though you’d never call yourself queer because you’re young and uncomfortable and afraid of being weird. They’re uncomfortable and they learned that their discomfort was harm and they never sat down to examine those feelings. They’re the Karens of the world calling the cops on black folks for just existing in their vicinity. They think children should be completely sheltered from all that liberal nonsense.
And the queer elders try to speak up, try to tell the young ones about our history, but it’s so hard when we keep getting entire generations wiped out in the holocaust and the AIDS crisis. Our books burned and our people left for dead. Half of those left only survived through assimilation and internalizing that they needed to shed all of their queerness and become plastic Barbies and Kens, perfect and sexless, and this worked for them, in a way, in that they survived, so they think that this is a reasonable solution. Just cover up and get married and live quietly. Disown the loud queers, the ones still demanding more, the ones still pushing boundaries, the ones who don’t want to hide, who question the rules. They rewrite history to say gay rights were won when marriage was won and now the fight is over and anyone who is still complaining should shut up, lest our overlords hear and take away what little we were allowed to have.
The truth of the matter is that people are more naked at the beach than at Pride. Kink harnesses are normalized in fashion everywhere. Overt displays of heterosexual sexuality are everywhere. Children are not harmed by this. They will not be harmed by all of this in a queer context. No one will be harmed by this because discomfort is not harm and it was never about that. It was about hijacking discomfort for an anti-queer agenda. It’s being driven largely by sheltered teens and homophobes taking advantage of them. But the internet is a big stew where those people have the same platform and reach as queer historians and activists and hot takes spread faster than research and knowledge. We don’t have to engage. It’s settled. It’s done. Wear your gimp mask to Pride. The kids are alright.