Things Get Weird
Four friends sat at a bar, waiting for a fifth.
“Jerry’s late,” Nathan said.
“Isn’t he always, nowadays?” Trevor noted.
“Yep,” Nathan replied.
“Something I’m missing?” Bob queried.
“He’s dating a hypnotist. Sometimes, things get weird.” Charles muttered.
“Weird how?”
“Hey, guys.” Jerry smiled as he entered the bar, completely naked.
“Never mind…” Bob sighed.
It’s my first day of holidays but I spent pretty much the whole day writing as I usually do on Sundays. The piece above was a little impromptu that came to me during one of my breaks after unsuccessfully trying to find inspiration in historical dates.
Yes, today my time-traveling hypnotist was to make a return but no idea came to fruition. Of all the other things that came to mind, this was the one that stuck with me.
Sometimes, weird things happen, indeed. Remind me to never go to that bar.
Blue Bulge
The Cobalt Warrior, Titanville’s mightiest superhero watched as the newly-arrived villainess leashed the Mayor around.
“Enjoying the view, Blue Bulge?” she teased.
“Hardly.”
“Are you sure? You seem jealous.”
“No. Just curious about your powers…”
“First mind controller you see?”
“And hopefully, the last.”
“Eyes on me and I’ll grant your wish.”
The bulge grew.
Variety is the name of the game and while superheroes and I continue not to be best of friends, there’s some fun to be had in exploring a scenario or two, especially in these daily entries. The first line of the unnamed villainess was the first one I wrote and then I created a story around it. I was going to name my hero Aquavenger at first but a little Google search made me realize there’s already a character by that moniker so…
Anyway, mind control is fun when women – whether they’re villainous or not – do it, isn’t it? If you were expecting to see a real bulge in the featured image above, sorry.
Hypnotic War
“My fellow Americans, I am pleased to tell you today that I’ve signed legislation that will outlaw Russia forever. We begin bombing in five minutes.” Ronald Reagan said.
Everyone laughed except the time-traveling hypnotist. “Trying to start a war, Mr. President?”
“Just a joke, Miss.”
“I have one, too.”
Her pendant outlawed his will forever.
Inspired by true events. On August 11, 1984, President Ronald Reagan made a joking but controversial off-the-cuff remark about bombing Russia while testing a microphone before a scheduled radio address. The comment is reproduced entirely in the opening of the piece.
Remember I said two days ago I wanted to do a time-traveling hypnotist piece again? Well, I finally did it after looking at this little bit of history. Thank her for the fact we never had a World War Three, okay?
In This Panel
Jonah couldn’t stop grinning.
“This comic is amazing!”
“What’s it all about?” His brother, Gil, asked.
“A femdom time-traveling hypnotist that goes around changing History as she pleases.”
“Sounds preposterous.”
“Oh, give it a shot! Look, in this panel, she just appeared behind two brothers reading a comi… wait!”
No one dared to look back.
So… two time-traveling hypnotist pieces in a row? I think that’s a first. What happened is I had a dream last night, one where a comic version of her hypnotic exploits actually existed. Just a dream, of course, because drawing isn’t my forte (unless someone that knows how wants to work with me to make this a reality).
Anyway, I wrote it down the moment I woke up so I wouldn’t forget it, and, after a few tweaks here and there, the version above came to be. It deviates a bit from the standard formula but I’ve done a few things like that before. I don’t know how the comic came to be in her world but…