Oh look itās 5th June, have a soggy Barricade Day on me ;)Ā Ā I thought Iād do something reasonably light-hearted for a change.... okay, so itās light-heartedĀ until the last panel of the second page, whats your pointĀ Iāve been meaning to do this comic on Joly and Bossuet for several years now, but theyād earned a reprieve several times over on account of other stories getting in the way. Well, not this year....
Inspired by Vous rappelez-vous notre douce vie, Eglantineās Things We Share, the last sentence of Colonel Despardās Eyes I thought I Was Not Like To Find (I know it doesnāt seem related, but thereās something about the way the sentence was crafted that triggered the last two lines of this comic - and the rest of the comic just grew around it -, donāt blame me for how my brain works ok), and god knows what other fanfic/art I might have been soaking up over the years. (If someone else has done something in this vein, I am very, very sorry). Iād actually fully drafted a detailed script for a 12-page comic revolving around Joly and Bossuetās friendship before I came to my senses and realised there was absolutely no goddamn way I could humanly pull this off by thisĀ Barricade Day and hacked it down to three pages. (Though I still regret the loss of the tale of how Bossuet came to move in with Joly...).
[I should point out that Panel 2, Page 2 does in no way imply that JolyĀ doesnāt snore in his sleep; simply that Bossuet likely sleeps through it like a log. ;) ]
[Also, Joly and Bossuet are literally in every damnĀ panel of this comic, although they were regrettably obscured by the text box in the first panel of the last page. Hereās proof that I didnāt manage to forget them.... ;) ]
This wouldāve been up sooner, only it was at the eleventh hour that I realised Iād accidentally resurrected Feuilly from the deadĀ in the second panel of the last page, and had to go fix the wretched thing. [Also, I mistakenly put one of Feuillyās Six on the barricade, but thatās not the first time itās happened, so Iām going to brazenly claim that I somehow meant for it to happen.] Also, there are unnamed characters that have been appearing in my comics for years, that I should probably get around to giving names or something. Because. Also, I am reasonably certain that I have by now drawn more bloody guardsmen than anyone else save for Takahiro Arai, and no I do not consider this any kind of accomplishment; outright stupidity, maybe. Iāve used too many bloody alsos.
Also, @oilanā, please donāt scream at me. Itās a barricade. Barricade-y things happen. I donāt always have control of where my brain takes me.
(It doesnāt feel very much like a Far-comic without excessive use of weird camera angles and a ridiculous amount of background, does it? [scratches head sheepishly])