It's now 2005, and I finally have my own half-page in Critic. What better way to introduce myself to the general public than a comic about spontaneous human combustion?
In order to fill my allotted space I had to increase the height of all the frames, which generally worked out well as it decreased the risk of characters being overwhelmed by avalanches of text. Other times, however, I had more space than I knew what to do with.
Also, the guy with glasses (seriously, who is that guy?) was now a blonde, because who has time to colour in hair when you're a big shot writing for Critic?
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