[[A welldressed Gaxian is talking to a man lounging on a couch.]]
Gaxian: Enjoying Thanksgiving?
Human: I'd get into it more if we could stop making NATIONAL HEROES out of the villains from The Scarlet Letter
Gaxian: Bummed by all the genocide, huh?
Gaxian: If it helps, the first Americans THEMSELVES genocided their predecessors, the WUGOTAI HAT PEOPLE
Human: That both isn't true and doesn't help
[[The Gaxian leans in to continue speaking.]]
Gaxian: And YOUR society, the monsters of the moment, will be genocided soon enough by the direhawks of Ahad-Zul
Gaxian: The THEY'LL get genocided by the paleocarnated volcano elves... who themselves will fall quite dramatically to the STAR-KIN STARFISH... who won't last DAY against the slime mold of Mokress Omega Seven through Nine
Human: WHAT are you TALKING about
[[The Gaxian's neck bends into an angular shape; he sweats, flustered.]]
Gaxian: I
Gaxian: Have said way way way way way WAY too much
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You can always tell when a Gaxian is flustered because their neck goes all boomerang.
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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