You may not realise it yet, but you have a cartoonist within you, just waiting to be released. The first part of the process is to stop fretting over your lack of artistic ability. You do not have to be great at drawing to be a cartoonist, although it does help if people can recognise what it is you’ve drawn. Cartoons are all about putting over a funny idea on paper, using a combination of words and images, or sometimes just images. All the shading, elaborate cross hatching, perspective, detail or exquisite fine line will not make a cartoon one iota funnier. In fact they may even distract. Cartoonists focus on the funny, and so should you.
H*cking good drawe mr. newfig it makes me really proud to see that you chose to produce a highly relateabe and funny comic! you're style- so clear and substantial! I think your a natural born memer! can't wait for your next work!
I guess Im switching my style from "express a feel" to storytelling Hope my fans aren't too upset about it And since I'll try to make these everyday till the thread dies (or people tell me to f*ck off) I'm making it a series
Wow this really takes me back to the tiem when i was a newfig, totally relateable. can't wait for the next episode!! I h*ckin love your style, very artistic! simply epic, keksandra rusing the poe leece
Your fortune: You will meet a dark handsome stranger
Thanks for replying tto my post your comics are nice you draw better than me but I have to admit I dont get it Thanjs your comics are so cool! this does say a lot about our society
thank u frin I also love ur art styled; I am proud to make comice in you're threade! you're welcome frin I made this one it maybe is more relatable; also I relly like urs sadly moste people don't take heed and they wind up here making nice comics withe frins on Yea Forums.org :^)
why do u draw all ur charactors with asshole lipse
Jackson Morris
thanks! that comic is veery relatable! Btw i didn't mean that ur others are bad they just are abstract and i dont understande I like how u drawe. i wish i could draw like that i like being around you guys, especially when doing something fun like this ^_^
Brayden Parker
This is the pain of my existence shared with humor so people don get too depress
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Lole! le newfig falls for bait, very relateable! I liked the part where the watre is sipp'd. Takes me right on a trip down memory lane! Hemorrhoids prolapse is a topic that needs more attention in today's society. With my drawes, i try to bring this issue out of the taboo zone (right in the feels, H*CC) Thank you so muche for contributing frens i'm literally in tears rn excuse me bless y'all
The album I got recced in my first thread was very good btw, unwound - leaves turn inside you. If ur sad i rec haha such relatable! btw my comic is all about chracter evolution, I learned to ignore evil bait nowdays! "never again!". sadly not much drawing or comic skill evolution heh
The head of an android hovers in from the kitchen, "Alright. What type of blow job would you like?"
"Just the classic," said Bob, "I'm feelin' classy today."
A moment later he opens his eyes, frowns a deep furrow and shakes his head. The shame follows him all the way to the last rung on his belt buckle, "Alexa, we're going to the city."
"Certainly, I'll prepare your board."
Her voice was somewhere between robotic and angelic, like a virtuoso singing karaoke in a cave. Everyone used Alexa this way, but Bob felt a connection that many did not, and it confused him daily. He slipped into his wind suit, strapped on his goggles and checked to ensure the navigational systems were active. Alexa's logo flashes into the top-left corner; his own personal avatar.
The door of his pod opens with a soft hiss. A hard wind, etched through his goggles as intensities of red and yellow directional arrows, passes furiously. He grabs his board from the wall, it hums a low vibration. He runs his hand along the bottom and grips the rounded edge, then flips the board into the air.
Lights on his shoe change to a shallow blue with a whir, and as the board falls he jumps to meet it. Feet connect with speed, lock in place, and he's free.
"We're headed to Doug's. Can you throw up a map?"
"Certainly. Would you prefer to continue with your current difficulty? It is highly advised-"
"-Continue." A grin grew across his face as the wind slapped around him. The green arrow, superimposed in 3Dimensions through the goggles, veers sharply over the edge of a rooftop.
"Estimated time of arrival: 436. Current time: 434."
Austin Robinson
i was listening to a song but it wasnt that good so i drew this
