Once I located my heart again, she explains that she has an idea. Wait, hang on, it’s a sketch. No, wait, it’s a finished comic.

At some point in there somewhere, I had the opportunity to say that I really really liked it, thought the idea was funny (well, it is, to us!) and that I love the kick-ass style. I’ve always had a thing for things that remind me of crayons in any way. Still, it’s 95% awesome and 5% humbling. Today, I am reduced to a blogging-addendum-creature.

On topic of the comic itself? I’d probably be a little bit insulted, hurt, or at least miffed if it were the full truth. Today at “work” I listened to three dozen pony trance remixes and surfed all the interwebs. Calling it a job is a stretch. Half the time, I get paid to surf the interwebs.

AHAHAHAHAHAH! FINALLY!

It took YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS but finallyyyyy!

The best part is that he works thursdays, while I quit that. HAHAHAHAHA!

Also, yes, have a fast update. Guilt pushed us to make this all quick and dirty-like, cause commissions are eating my life. Still fun, though, woop!

Maybe it’s because I still see this as multiplayer Mass Effect, but there is nothing I look forward to quite as much as having party conversations inside a new flashpoint. Now, you could argue that the roll system is entirely arbitrary and perhaps even “silly”, but as this comic shows, we violently disagree.

Or not. Silly is good. I wish we’d get little fight scenes when I want to say something cool and Ayms tries to be all nice and stuff.

Serious boring note: “Elective democracy.” Apparently this is taken by some to mean something rather specific (a contradiction, even), but google hits were sparse. Perhaps it’s even redundant in that democracies are elective by nature where they aren’t direct? I don’t even know, but it looks better this way. A literalist, I ain’t.

Yeaah, that’s pretty much what I imagine happens during conversations when we play together. Rolling a dice is for wusses.

In other news: I’ve recently started a new blog, Late for Work. It’s a daily sketchblog, with the occasional rambling thrown in. You should go have a look! Been at it for a week now, and I hope to stick with it for a good while longer.

(There are ponies. STAR WAR PONIES. I bet you want to go look at it now, right?)

I suspect the next update will be a bit late – we’re planning a comic that’s going to be somewhat tricky to draw. I sure do love Mits… :p

(We’re ignoring the fact that it was my idea. Alright? Alright!)

Er, that is to say, hi. This here is what happens when your artist gets to make a comic with whatever expressions she likes, leaving the writer to fill the gaps.

If I felt superfluous before, at times, I now almost feel like a detractor. Expressions are amazing! I mean, come on. Panel 3, anyone?

Now, this is of course a minor exaggeration – and a half-truth; the strip was planned – but I am tempted to suggest to Aymee that she draws a strip before I script it, once. I have no idea if that would work. I also have no idea whether or not you guys found this here strip today even remotely funny.

Before you ask: Yes, this blog exists solely for me to toy around with semicolons and various dashes. I never get to place a semicolon inside a set of dashes anywhere else. One of these days, I may even try using emdashes and those-other-dashes in the same paragraph just to annoy people.

Holy crap, it’s only eight days since the last update! WOOOOOOHOOOO!

Also, yes, we’re playing SWTOR, I love it! I’m blue-eyed, I believe in the good of humankind and always expects the best from everyone I meet. In other words, I play a Jedi Sage and I like my light side-points – as well as giggling every time I meet someone talking all chootah-wompah-y.

Now, onwards! TO THE NEXT COMIC!

If nothing else, we are certainly keeping our promise of not having a set update schedule! Add to this the fact that I technically have a “job” now (quotation marks mandatory) and practically everything I have ever known is turned on its head. I am not thrilled about the job part, but I’m certain this is only temporary.

Unrelated fact-spam because Aymee’s crude humor is, as ever, unforgivable. In other news: sugar.

This is partially Aralosseien‘s fault, I think. Our conversations should never see the light of day, but sometimes it’s too fun to NOT inflict them upon Mits. This is the result. Less crude, probably a bit more giggle-worthy.

So hey, new year! 2012. I’m still confused that it’s not 2009 anymore, so this will be interesting. I’ve got quite a few goals set this year – I don’t really believe in calling them “resolutions” cause, well, then I think of monitors.
Anyway, most of them are probably not very interesting for you all – they involve dog-related competitions and training, but I thought this one should be shared: I promise to try to post a comic at least twice a month. Ideally, of course, it’d be once per week, but we’ll see how it goes. The big masterfile of 4th wall-idea is bursting with comics, and I got a few sketches done. Hurray!

(I will also try to finish at least ONE big painting per month. I did three in december, which almost killed me but it did prove I can find the time when needed. (One for Mits, one for my parents and one for my in-laws.) Links seem to be a bit wonky in wordpress right now, but I hope these work.)

Do you guys have anything planned this year?

Well, as for Mits in the strip, y’can draw your conclusions, yeah? What I will say is this: anything that gets me writing is right proper okay in my book. Acourse there’s more to it’n that, but I ain’t about to preach. If you’re in the know and find yourself over in the right places – such as EqD – it might be that the name Cloudy Skies isn’t unfamiliar to me. Just, well. With all due respect, don’t come crying ‘ter me if it ain’t your speed, is all.

I’m not gonna bore you with much more talk, but I just made something wonderful and awesome sound like a dreary and terrible thing, and that just ain’t right.

Fact is, I feel I’ve learned more ’bout writing in the past four months than I have in all the years that came ‘afore. I’ve met some wonderful people, and I like to think I’ve changed for the better as a person. I’m bloody happy, and I am rearing to write again. Rather, let’s make that “again and still”. Writing’s been all I’ve been doing lately, and now? Season 2 of 4th Wall is here!

And no, I’ve no idea why I wrote that in a horribly mangled not-quite-Southern accent.

Well okay, maybe I do.

In other news: The new house-place-area is awesome, and Delta is the cutest dog ever. She continues to try to get me past my hygiene-related OCDs by washing my face every now and then. Yay dog spittle! Thank you, Delta.

Season two! Yeaaaaaaaaaah!

So yes, we’re back again. Into the saddle, as it were. *stares at Mits*

We’re not sticking to any specific schedule right now, however. We both need to get back into things – I had COMPLETELY forgotten how to work with lineart for example, as I’ve mostly been painting dogs lately – and until we’ve sorted those things out we don’t want to promise anything.

But yes. Back! It feels great, let me tell you! Onwards to new adventure.

(Also, I like gamesplanet but I wish they’d verify my card already because I WANT SKYRIM NOW DAMNIT.)