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First story board is done but I don't fucking like it and I'm gonna use if for buttwipe and try again.  Tonight. 

I will post it to your PMs tomorrow night, at about this time.

Getting that first post into 5 panels is way fucking hard.  2 would work and 10 would work, but it needs to be 5 and that's a bitch.

For every D, give yourself a point.  At 12 points, you get into the bunker.

Bump, because I am a dick and I cannot let past evils lie still.

1.  When you wake up screaming, it's because
A.  Donald Trump really IS president.
B.  Nazis really ARE walking around in broad daylight.
C.  Weasels ran off with your spouse.
D.  All of the above.

2.  The collection cup for date night is now collecting
A.  Vomit.
B.  Blood.
C.  Your fingernail clippings.
D.  Someone else's fingernails.

3.  You are running because
A.  Insane cops.
B.  Nazi death creatures from the hollow earth.
C.  More weasels.
D.  You still have legs.

4.  You are crying because
A.  You vaguely remember having loved ones.
B.  Tear gas.
C.  Nobody witnessed you all shiny and chrome.
D.  "irregardless" made it into the dictionary.

5.  You won't eat your pudding because
A.  You didn't eat all of your meat.
B.  You knew the guy the pudding used to be.
C.  You no longer have the required orifices.
D.  It's frozen solid, like everything else for a hundred miles in any direction.

6.  Even though the Earth is vomiting up the dead, and the government hasn't issued any edicts in weeks, you
A.  Are safe in your buried storage container, eating your previous relatives, offspring, etc.
B.  At least still have your guns.
C.  Managed to save your waifu pillow
D.  All of the above.

7.  Your neighbors are all raptured, leaving you behind with the weasels.  You
A.  Help yourself to their stuff.
B.  Console yourself that at least that crooked Hillary didn't win.
C.  Run to the nearest church and explain to God that he has overlooked your exceptionalism.
D.  Dance while the weasels rip your flesh.

8.  You are placed in charge of morale.  Your slogan is
A.  Fallout is the new confetti.
B.  Whiteboard your optimized personal demise.
C.  Weasels are just fun with fangs.
D.  I'm not crying.

9.  Your house is surrounded by zombies.  You
A.  Don't notice.
B.  Don't care.
C.  Are green with envy.
D.  Are a member of the zombie horde.

10.  Starvation has given you visions.  You realize
A.  The Mormons - of all people - had it right.  You scream your rage to the universe.  It doesn't care.
B.  You have run out of relatives and your storage container's air is getting pretty manky.
C.  That tickling sensation?  Weasels.
D.  You're late for work.  Again.

So I'm kinda locking down the head, collar and chestpiece here so if this really fucking sucks or should look completely different you better let me know now. The full standing pose isn't working so the waist is going to have come up a bit and the legs straighten out to make it look less like he's taking a shit.

The chains fastening the torso onto the chestpiece were an afterthought but I was thinking they could be "laced" on the chest a whole bunch of different ways maybe to denote rank. Can do stars and triangles and chevrons?

More chains equal more rank.

Also, in the original story, the suits were hi-viz orange, like demented road workers.  That can be changed, of course.

Imma make a post on the Discordian Society FB group to point people here. It will likely be ignored. But it would be nice to have some new blood, right?

So if a bunch of spags show up, be cool

Okay.  But if Jonathan Bost shows up, I'm taking him to the fucking cleaners.

Halfway done with the intro story board.

I think I'll have it in your hands by Wednesday night, your time (I am busier than expected, and the boss left me in charge again.  Ha.  haha.)

Hi all,

I am here to find my way out of (into?) an existential crisis. I believe this is the only religion that has nothing to teach me, so naturally I am here to learn. I bought a copy of the Principia Discordia on Amazon because I was enjoying the parts I read online.

I'm kind of having a hard time with life right now, and interacting with Discordianism is making me feel a little better. Just wanted to say hi before I contribute anything.

Hi, welcome. The Principia has gotten me through some trash too. Glad you're feeling better-ish? let us know if we can help with the existential crisis.

really sorry to hear about your cat's penis

(Cram doesn't actually care about your cat's penis.  He's a whore for glitter, and any excuse will do.)

Hi
I love my country and my Govt. also .

I hate all of those bastards.  Every last one of the 327,000,000 jackasses, government and civilian, that clutter up my view of the landfill.

Yeah the clown shoes we'll lose at some point, I'm still at the - figuring out how he's going to look stage. Case in point - helmet. Too artsy fartsy. Brow especially. No way a bunch of numbskulls living in a sewer were going to get the brow all caricatured like that. They would try to finesse it out of a sense of loyalty to Payne but their attempts should be crude and utilitarian.

Templars, historically, were never considered a great art movement. They were more in the business of killing people and it showed in their approach to design so I sorta headed more in that direction. Blocky seams, straight lines and hard angles.

At some point in the proceedings, when I was starting to feel like I had a kinda no-nonsense but still reasonably badass thing going on. I was working on the idea of the countersunk rivet heads  it occurred to me that it's job was to protect a fellow from hordes of rampaging monsters. Given that I'd already figured out that subtlety wasn't a thing what was the best defense I could think of. Then the "best defense is a good offense" thing popped in my head.



I'ma redo the chestpiece too. I think it looks kinda interesting but lets face it there's no way you're going to leave the vitals as exposed as that. It's a f'kin invitation for the Nessies to finish the job.

Points of order:

1.  The nessies almost always DID finish the job, and

2.  Payne is a slave to fashion.

CRAAAAAAMULUS!

IT'S A TRAP WATCH OUT NEW PERSON

Pay no attention to our pal, here.  He's hysterical, on account of too many rounds of the biscuit game, and needs his medicine.

And my heroes have always worn clown shoes.

This is more or less exactly how I had pictured nessies, btw.   

Hi all,

I am here to find my way out of (into?) an existential crisis. I believe this is the only religion that has nothing to teach me, so naturally I am here to learn. I bought a copy of the Principia Discordia on Amazon because I was enjoying the parts I read online.

I'm kind of having a hard time with life right now, and interacting with Discordianism is making me feel a little better. Just wanted to say hi before I contribute anything.

We kind of advise that everyone own a copy of the Principia, but for fuck's sake don't bother reading that piece of crap.  It has two (2) good ideas surrounded by bad clip art and dadaist nonsense.  It drives us all to bad crank and poor behavior.

That being said, hello and welcome aboard.  Pool used to be on the roof, but photobucket and/or Imgur killed it.  Don't listen to Faust or EoC, they are bad people.  You can trust me, thought, they call me The Captain and I drop the beats.