[[Gax has his arms folded. A well dressed woman speaks to him.]]
Woman; Missed you at book club today, Gax! Are you okay?
Gax; I will EXPIRE you.
Woman; What's that?
Gax; Get OUT of here. I'mma CONCLUDE YOU AND Maureen AND the entire book club TEETHWISE.
Woman; Aw, Someone's a bit grumpy-wumpy! What is it, bud? Anything I can help you with?
Gax; Why are you not AFRAID of me! I can LITERALLY EAT you people! and I HAVE! Why is NOBODY AFRAID of me?!
Woman; It's okay. You're in a lonely mood right now. You just call me later, okay? Drink some water. You'll feel better.
[[Woman turns to walk away. Dog is present looking at Gax]]
Gax; WATER GIVES GAXIANS GAS!
Woman; Ammonia, then.
[[Woman exits. Gax pouts silently.]]
Dog; Yipe Yipe!
[[Gax unfolds his arms, gets thick in the neck and face while pointing at Dog]]
Gax; WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!
[[Gax gets thicker in the neck with a bigger face, yelling louder]]
Gax; YOU ARE MAKING MY ANGER FEEL FOOLISH!!
[[Dog jumps up]]
Dog; Yipe!
{{header: get worked up at Wondermark.com}}
{{alt-text: The dog is not scared of Gax.}}
The dog is not scared of Gax.
Part 1 of a new story. For the newcomers: More on sinister shapeshifter Gax.
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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