By the way, I've figured out a workaround in order to get my comic up to the size it's supposed to be, but it's gonna take some time to chop up the images. Stay tuned. Somewhats.
SOMEWHAT LARGE DISCLAIMER: EVERYBODY WHO THINKS THEY MIGHT BE PORTRAYED IN THESE PICTURES ARE ACTUALLY TOTALLY MADE UP CROWD FILLERS, SAVE FOR THE FEW WHO I'M ACTUALLY DEPICTING.....VERY INACCURATELY. THE LINE BETWEEN FACT AND FICTION BLURS WHEN I'M IN CHARGE. IN OTHER WORDS, IF YOU'RE SEEN DOING SOMETHING YOU DON'T APPROVE OF, IT'S BECAUSE IT'S FUNNY.
HOWEVER, THE PARTS INVOLVING ME ARE PROBABLY NOT MADE UP. BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE TO. MY LIFE IS ONE FAYL AFTER ANOTHER.
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Intro
I am Ultraviolet. Eons ago......I was forged to protect mankind. And I have done so, without fail, for thousands of years.
However, every time I awaken....to answer the call of duty....one thing never changes. I always find myself....without any knowledge as to what is happening.
UV: WTF?
Chapter 1 Start
UV: Well, this is just great.
UV: Scanner on.
*whirr* *click* *shuk*
Upper left: Scans indicate foreign lifeform. Vitals fading.
????? (male), biped. Cold blooded. Lifeforce: 20%, decreasing.
Lower left: Ship is not functioning. Main systems destroyed. Cannot be repaired. Components salvageble.
Flying Disc Type B, Shields: 0%, Hull: 30% (breached), Status: Asploded
Upper right: Two craft are flying away. Calculating trajectory....done.
Flying Disc Type B (2), Shields: 98%, Hull: 100%
Lower right: Large craft is approaching at 60 miles per hour.
Flying Disc Type A, Shields: 100%, Hull: 100%
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More coming soon.
