[[An individual muses.]]
Bystander: The part I don't get is why the devil even NEEDS an advocate!
Bystander: He's the DEVIL! He's LITERALLY the personification of evil! He wants to STEAL SOULS and POKE people with pitchforks!
[[The debater appears.]]
Debater: ACTUALLY, that whole imp-in-a-red-suit depiction doesn't reflect ANYONE'S actual theology. I'd watch out, someone might misunderstand your intimations and get pretty ticked off.
Bystander: Are you serious about this right now
Debater: Honestly, I don't care. I'm just saying, someone might have a problem with it.
Bystander: SOMEONE.
Debater: Yeah.
Bystander: Someone you KNOW?
Debater: No, not me personally.
Bystander: Some IMAGINARY person might have a HYPOTHETICAL objection.
Debater: Yeah. They could be upset.
Bystander: But not you.
Debater: No, I'm fine with it.
Bystander: I gotta say, there are SOME people who'd call that a huge waste of everybody's time.
Debater: Oh? Who?
Bystander: ME
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{{alt-text: imaginary people don't need your dang help fighting their battles, they ain't even real dogg. you don't want to get in the middle of no ghost war}}
imaginary people don't need your dang help fighting their battles, they ain't even real dogg. you don't want to get in the middle of no ghost war
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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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