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by KorruptedHarmony
10-06-04
Doooo iiiiitttttt!
Yeah Samm, do it!
*bzzt* DO IT!
Hurry and do it already!
Meoew!
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by KorruptedHarmony
10-06-04
And thus Samm contemplates...
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...oww...

 

by KorruptedHarmony
10-06-04
Oh shit, he actually did it!
I CAN'T *bzzt* LOOK!
~That moron...~
...I hate you guys...
Oh man, I can barely stand to watch this. Hold me Sarah!
It was your idea! And back off...I'm searching WebMD for "Nail In Brain".

 

by KorruptedHarmony
10-06-04
Come on Samm, you need some fresh air.
I'm starting to feel woozy...
Several minutes later...
Ok, it says to NOT pull out the nail and take him...where's Samm?
umm...I kinda went to pick some cherries and he wandered off.
I can't believe this. Tigger 2, sniff him out.
~I guess I'm a frillin' bloodhound dog now.~

 

by KorruptedHarmony
10-06-04
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Jon, I think I am hallucinating.
No Samm. You just wandered into the park. Some kind of hippie protest rally is going on.

 

by KorruptedHarmony
10-25-04
We will not be forced to war by George "Dubya" Bush! We will not stand for his fascist tyranny!
And we will not be forced to war by John Kerry! We will not stand for HIS fascist tyranny either!
So you don't want a president? What do you propose? We go back to England and live in a monarchy?
...um...er...

 

by KorruptedHarmony
10-25-04
Not to far from the protest rally, hidden in the trees...
Damn! They hath uncovered Our royal plan!
That they have my liege. What dost thou order thy lowly knight to do?
Our orders are simple. Kill the planted "hippies".
And what of the boy with the nail in his head and his friend?
Make sure they don't leave this park alive...
Thy orders my will unto death m'Lord.

 

by KorruptedHarmony
10-26-04
Shit! I'm glad I found you Samm. We have to get you to the emergency room, and quick.
Is it just the nail in my head fucking with the auditory center of my brain or did that hippy have a British accent?
And just when they were getting to the free love part of the rally. You should have joined me for that Sarah. ...I think someone is following us...
You are not getting me to stop, and I am NOT, I repeat, *NOT* doing *ANYTHING!* that involves you and "free love".
*dun dun DUNNN!...*

 

Nearly 8 years later...
Hello, friends. I am Samm. As you can see, it has been many a year since I first started and then stopped making these comics.
The last storyline ended on a cliffhanger. And that is where it will stay. Because I forgot where I was going with it.
As for the other characters, I forget what personalities I had given them, as I don't even remember having had this until I Googled myself.
So, here I am. I think I will start making comics again, obviously, but with new characters and storylines.
Also, Tigger 2 is either living in the wild, or he died. He isn't around anymore, in either case. So, let us observe a moment of silence...
~This is a webcomic, you twit. I can still be alive you want me to be. But whatever, I don't want to be here anyway. ...I think that nail gave you brain damage...~

 

Stardate 65874.3, the Cracked Planetoid PvP map...
You are flying to close to the planet! Pull up, Goose!
Dammit, Samm! Stop yelling! It doesn't matter if you get close to the planets. And stop calling me Goose!
Fleet Commander, it seems that the KDF has wiped out the entire team...again...
What happened to our battle plan, Sarah? Why did the Fleet break formation?
Well, it seems that they have recruited a new recruit that is a pretty hard-core player named Kh...
KHAAAAAAAAN!!!

 

Stardate 65874.3, the Cracked Planetoid PvP map...
...No. His name is Kh'Gor. It seems he is a veteran from the release days.
Yeah, so? I pre-ordered, remember?
Yes, but unlike you, he has been playing this entire time. That's the 800-Day Veteran "Vigilant" title.
No one asked you, Jon.
What do you want to do, Samm? We are getting slaughtered out there.
Have everybody form up and keep the flanks protected. I have to think for a moment.

 

Stardate 65874.3, the Cracked Planetoid PvP map...
Jon, Sarah, hold down the fort. I'll be right back. I think I have a plan...
Why did he leave? They are making another run at us!
I don't know, Goose.
We will just have to see what he has planned.
Don't call me Goose...

 

Now, what to do about Kh'Gor. I read something on here...
Samm! Where are you! They are hitting us hard! Get back here, you jackass!
He's still not responding! We should just fly in circles with our shields down and let them end this quickly.
Ok, Fleet. Stay together and wait for Samm to get back. Do not attack! Lay on some damage resist buffs and heals and just stay alive.
Ok, team. I'm back. Let's do this.

 

Stardate 65874.3, the Cracked Planetoid PvP map...
...and then we'll have those KDF bastards at our mercy!
That...might actually work. Goose owes you dinner if we win this match.
Stop calling me Goose!
Ok, Fleet, you heard the Commander. Executing in 3...2...1...
What the hell just happened?! Protect the flank! Dammit, they are taking us out faster than cakes at a free all-you-can-eat buffet for fat kids!
Hey man, that's uncool.

 

Stardate 65874.3, the Cracked Planetoid PvP map...
Huzzah, fellows! Victory! Sweet, I'm logging. Jon, Sarah, see you two at HuHot in twenty minutes.
30 minutes later...
Oh yes. The tasty rewards of last second win.
Hey, Samm. Good job leading us in KDF slaughter. Jon went straight to the bar, he should be back in a moment.
You're late.
Thanks for buying me dinner, Goose.

 

So what are you two doing this weekend? Any big plans?
Yeah. Me and Sarah are going to go to the lake and make sweet, sweet love under the stars.
Ew, no.
What about you, Samm? Doing anything?
Yeah, Steve-O's going to come up, then'll we'll head down to the Fort. I've convinced everyone to get together for some roleplaying, Pathfinder style.
Sounds like fun! Count me in!

 

OK, Hobbes, dad's getting ready to leave. Don't miss me too much.
?
Ray and Cailyn will still be here, so you won't be alone.
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No, I don't have time to play. I'm heading down to Fort Smith for a long weekend of gaming.
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Come on, don't be like that. I would take you along if I could.
Whoa, what's wrong with Hobbes?
He's upset that I don't want to play, or that I'm leaving, or both. He'll forget in a minute and be trying to play again.
What are you and Cailyn going to do while I'm away this weekend?
The same thing we always do. She'll watch cartoons, I'll play Skyrim.

 

When's Steven going to be here?
Any minute now. I'm getting my stuff together so when he shows up, we can leave.
I think I hear him pulling up now, actually.
Cool. I'll go roll one so we can smoke out before you leave.
Hey man, what's up?
Putting the last of my shit in my backpack. Are you ready for the game this weekend?

 

Hell yes I'm ready. I've stocked up on all the basics. Even made several batches of cookies.
Sounds sweet. Oh, by the way, sorry for making you waste a trip up here to pick me up, but I wasn't sure if my other ride would come through, but he did.
What do you mean?
Well...meet my new driver.
Steven, meet Barnabus the Bear. He's my new chauffeur.
'Sup, bitches!

 

Are you ready to go, Barney? Steven's already halfway to the turnpike.
You know, cockmaster.
Ah yes, the open road. I can almost smell it from here.
I'm glad you are willing to chauffeur me around. You really like driving, don't you?
Damn straight I do. Barney loves asphalt, bitches.

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