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So... Lugia then. And magnemite and rattata. I know, I know, another 'crazy' character. But he's a different sort of crazy. And there is actually something that will happen with it later on.I just thought it would be a natural sort of progression since he was stuck in the daycare for about a year all by himself.
It was really nice to do a silly page after all the heavy stuff recently. But dayuuuum the backgrounds.... curse these legendaries living in such complicated digs.
Also if you don't know about them, Kimono Girls = The Spice Girls and the thing they do here is a slight modification of TSG's debut song 'Wannabe'
I thought I would have Kit being pretty much the same as I was at this point in the game. I just wanted to get to Kanto and leave the bad memories behind... try to build up a new team from new areas. Man there are a lot of pokemon speeches on the last couple of pages. I wrote this page out without a script... so hopefully the dialogue isn't too clunky...
Also, speaking of scripts, my notes from fighting the vaporeon, flareon and jolteon are not very comprehensive. That's why the moves used aren't listed with much detail. The notes just say stuff like 'Dragonair: twister on jolteon. Skull icon.'
It's probably worth noting, I was in a strange mind-set at this point in the game. After the massacre I was kind of throwing caution to the wind since I wasn't sure if I wanted to continue or not. I regret that now, but at the time I figured I was going to lose anyway so whatever. Also I didn't realise how powerful the kimono girls were then.
Not too much happening on this page... except for the return of Kornkuna! Man though, he can ramble on for a long time... I probalby should have cut down his screen time there... but ah well.
And yeah I might as well call this 'Kit's Nuzlocke and History Lesson' because if anybody knows the show Kit originally named Cecilia after, I will be very surprised. I only know about it because I borrowed a VHS tape of it when I was a kid from the reception at a holiday resort. The cartoon I saw was an animated vesion of the original show, a puppet show (which, based on Cecil's design, should have immediately been obvious to me) The show I think is from the 40's, but in a strange twist of... stuff... John K, the creator of Ren and Stimpy, before he made that, worked on a new series of 'Beany and Cecil' and looking at it now, the animation style is nearly identical.
Also yes, I couldn't help myself and put in a few lines from the song 'Cecilia' there at the end.
I figured I'd try to get another page out so the depression could clear a bit. As you can see from the tombstones, my team was underleveled for the fight against Kingdra. But in my defense, that's because I'm a reckless idiot. If you want to read a comic about someone who grinds until they can't possibly lose, this one isn't it.
This page is fairly... moronic? I don't know. I guess that's what happens when a failed medical student and a devious criminal end up as the only survivors. I actually found it pretty fun to write out their weird interactions. I'm glad, since, just after the massacre I was thinking 'great, the two most boring ones survived.'
There is a big reference on this page. If you were wondering why I drew the dragon den elder so oddly a few pages ago it's because he is in fact the bridge keeper from Monty Python's Holy Grail. With the way Lance (and apparently all dragon masters) are, I felt it worked on a number of levels ^__^ If you haven't seen this movie, you'd better do it as soon as possible. It's one of the most awesome comedies ever made.
The whole 'humans are pokemon' thing is something I remembered from somewhere a friend of mine showed me... but I don't remember what it was... some conspiracy theory or something....
I had meant to finish off some art last night, but instead, my life unexpectedly became complete. The last two parts of my 3rd Party Predaking "Feral Rex" arrived in the mail and I spent the evening doing something I have dreamed of since I was four years old... BUILDING THE MOST POWERFUL DECEPTICON EVER!
Let me start at the beginning. When I was four years old, I was a big fan of the Transformers cartoon show. This differs from the present day only in that I was shorter and blonder then. One particular transformer was special for me. Five orange transformers with beast alt-modes combined to form him. His name was Predaking. I remember very clearly the short montage clip that would play in between some of my video taped episodes depicting how much of an absolute badass Predaking was. The words "He can lift five hundred tonnes without even straining a circuit" are permanently etched into my brain.
He was, without a doubt, the coolest, strongest and scariest transformer ever. When he showed up in an episode, you knew shit was about to get real. Maybe more real than you could handle.
For my fifth birthday, I wanted only one thing: The Predaking toy. Not only was he huge in the show, he was the only combiner at the time that portrayed his stature in toy form as well. One limb of Predaking was as big as practically any other transformer out there. I could only imagine how big the whole toy must be. If you owned Predaking, you were done. Everything else would just seem lack-lustre after that.
Sadly, it was not to be. My dad did everything in his power to get Predaking for me, and he almost succeeded. He phoned every toy store in Australia trying to find the elusive and fundamental piece of the puzzle: The body of Predaking, the lion robot, Razorclaw. This was a few years after the toy had been released to stores, and it turned out, Razorclaw was now no longer available anywhere.
I think my dad was nearly as shattered as I was. For years he would regale the tale of his fruitless quest. I nodded along empathetically each time. Being the saint that he is, though, he got me one part of Predaking, a leg. The bull Tantrum would forever be one of my favorite transformers, but also a reminder of what could have been. I would transform him into his leg form and try to picture the rest of Predaking being attached to him. As well as Tantrum, my dad also got me Powermaster Prime for my fifth birthday. As far as consolation prizes go, that was pretty epic. As you can see, I still have both toys, and fully complete too. (Except for Prime's tiny Powermaster 'I.Q.' whom I lost almost immediately. But that's powermasters for you.)
Powermaster Prime became the centrepiece of my transformers collection for years to come. (Until fourth grade when I got a second hand Metroplex) But through all those years, like a shadow hanging over them both, I knew there was one transformer, one missed opportunity, that would have dwarfed them.
This brings me to two years ago. Being a reasonably highly paid adult, and with reissues from Hasbro, I could have easily obtained an original mould Predaking at any time. But that train had sailed. It wouldn't be the same. Toys like that only have significance if they were there with you as you grew up. They need memories attached to them. A G1 Predaking would just be a giant orange brick to me now. Plus, I would have two Tantrums.
That was when I discovered three Predakings in the works from unofficial 3rd Party companies. The early pictures and digital mock-ups were stunning. They had the size and proportions of cartoon Predaking, with the detail and articulation of modern toys. I know I just said that a toy without memories attached is meaningless, but this is something different. These Predakings returned me to my 4 year old self. They reawakened the wonder that I once had. It wasn't nostalgia, it was RELIVING the awe I had experienced as a child at seeing Predaking for the first time. They were that good.
The one that made an impression on me the most was the biggest and best one. It was named Feral Rex, and was made by a company called Mastermind Creations. I preordered the five seperate 'Feralcons' as they became available, and started my long vigil as they slowly trickled in.
I guess it was about a year and a half ago that the first one arrived. By a strange quirk of fate, it was Tantrum (or his 3rd Party name, Bovis); the only Predacon I actually ever owned from the original toy. Many months after that, the next piece had still not been released. There were questions rasied about whether the third party company would ever actually complete thier combiner. I couldn't believe the irony of this. Was I destined to only ever own the same one piece of Predaking for all eternity??!!
Finally the next piece, Ramhorn (Fortis) arrived, and then Razorclaw (Leo Dux), the transformer who had thwarted me all those years ago! After a long silence, suddenly the last two pieced became available simultaneously! The direct transfer from my credit card that this caused couldn't have come at a worse time. We were already struggling for money after some huge bills, and now we were overdrawn! In another cosmic twist of fate, my Dad came to the rescue with some lending money. Perhaps because, if not for my lack of Predaking when I was five, I wouldn't even be in this trouble now? Who knows!
But anyway, the shipping was very fast and last night, to the groovin' sounds of my Beatles CD, I ripped open the packaging in euphoric, child-like glee. All cares about the world faded away as finally, carefully, I combined each of the five individual robots into the ultimate gestalt form; the most powerful force, the effing majetic entity, PREDAKING!
I just thought I would share this amazing moment with you all. I'm probably the only one that actually cares, but it's one of the reasons I haven't been updating as quickly. The other reason is that I've been going to the doctors and radiologists a bit to find out what is wrong with my hips and back. The news wasn't terrible, but not terribly good either. But who cares right? I've got PREDAKING!
Sorry about these photo's. They're the best I managed to do at the time. I notice I even have the legs around the wrong way on Predaking, and there are some faces showing through at the knees. Oh well. Guess I was too excited. I tried to put in a few references to key Predaking moments and also show the scale of this figure. It's absolutely enormous. As he sodding well should be. These pictures also show some glimpses into what it's like at our house. Let's see... Pokemon, Transformers, X-Wing, Vanguard, Ozy and Millie, Warhammer.... yeah that about covers it.