This is episode one of a new strip I'm doing for the new issue of Lost Property. It's called Bringing Up Prince Philip, and it's about the wacky racist antics of the Queen's Consort. It's written by Ed Berridge, and it's funny.
The homunculus 'Micktrimble' was hatched in 'No Hope' hospital, Sutton Coldfield in spring '74. As Sutton Coldfield was slowly dying, the homunculus' progenitors put their creation into a rocket and fired it at nearby Erdington. A primitive place, but it was thought that the creature would blend in; his talents hidden. He spent his young life endlessly doodling and honing his skills at moaning. At the end of his first instar, he spawned two more homunculi. He is now shedding his skin ready for his second instar and sketching childish doodles for publication in journals for similarly weak-minded fools.
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No-one evr comments when I post my art. Thought I'd break the trend. Even if it is me doing it. I'm a bit sad like that.
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