Page 354
We’re 354 pages into this science fiction comic set on multiple planets, and I finally got to draw my first spaceship.
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Panel 1: Ibrahim works on some tubing on one of the hydroponics tables. He and a girl with long braids and tattoos on her chin look suspiciously at their captor.
Panel 2: Narrator: "Supposedly they want children because we're less likely to fight back. We can be made to grow up to be pirates and slavers like them." The Varangian guard gets angry at another girl and presses his club against her throat.
Panel 3: The girl with the tattoo picks up a spade, and Ibrahim holds some tubing taut to use as a garrote or a rope. Narrator: "In our case, they were wrong."
Panel 4: Blobs of blood float in zero gravity.
Panel 5: The kids drag the bodies of Varangians into an airlock. Drops of blood float everywhere in the room, unable to fall.
Panel 6: Narrator: "Though they were maybe right that a ship full of child slaves didn't have a lot of options for where to escape to." Exterior of the Varangian ship. It's the size of a large sailing ship, shaped like a spiky fish, with long solar sails that are folded closed. It's adrift in the middle of nowhere. An airlock opens, releasing something into vacuum.
Panel 2: Narrator: "Supposedly they want children because we're less likely to fight back. We can be made to grow up to be pirates and slavers like them." The Varangian guard gets angry at another girl and presses his club against her throat.
Panel 3: The girl with the tattoo picks up a spade, and Ibrahim holds some tubing taut to use as a garrote or a rope. Narrator: "In our case, they were wrong."
Panel 4: Blobs of blood float in zero gravity.
Panel 5: The kids drag the bodies of Varangians into an airlock. Drops of blood float everywhere in the room, unable to fall.
Panel 6: Narrator: "Though they were maybe right that a ship full of child slaves didn't have a lot of options for where to escape to." Exterior of the Varangian ship. It's the size of a large sailing ship, shaped like a spiky fish, with long solar sails that are folded closed. It's adrift in the middle of nowhere. An airlock opens, releasing something into vacuum.
Hell Yeah!
Oh SNAP, I finally got caught up! Sweet! Now I can put this on my RSS Feeds to continue to follow it. I really love how in depth this world is, how thought out things are and how deftly the different conflicts are handled. I cannot wait to see where this all goes!
Thanks!