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When I was a teenager, I invented a little cartoon character and named him Melvin. Melvin has a Dad whose job is to beat the shit out of him... sometimes as fast as possible (I only had about 15 frames to set up the situation, have Melvin do something dumb or innocent, then have his Dad completely destroy him).
This was one of the first Melvins where I used felt tip markers to color them in.
The deal with this Melvin was basically that I was playing a lot of Black Sabbath in high school and got in trouble for blasting my boom box everywhere I went.
Since the school bus trip in the morning was over an hour, I used to sit in the back seat and crank Metallica and Accept all the time. And Black Sabbath, of course.
The metal connoseiurs out there will recognize the song being played as Looks That Kill by Motley Crue.
The deal with this Melvin was basically that I was playing a lot of Black Sabbath in high school and got in trouble for blasting my boom box everywhere I went.
Since the school bus trip in the morning was over an hour, I used to sit in the back seat and crank Metallica and Accept all the time. And Black Sabbath, of course.
The metal connoseiurs out there will recognize the song being played as Looks That Kill by Motley Crue.
Ah, Christmas! That most magical time of the year - snow falling, reindeer prancing, Santa blasting down the chimney, and your yearly sneak out of your room to see what Santa brought before anyone's awake. Oops - that could get you in trouble, couldn't it?
Yes - it could, especially if you're Melvin.
Yes - it could, especially if you're Melvin.
Well...what do you think would happen if you stayed up just a little too late at night....and came downstairs...???
Not good things.
Not good things.
Ya know, sometimes you just cannot take any more shit from your parents. And such was true for Melvin this time out after his Dad punches him down twice!
This comic has a record THREE BEATINGS for Melvin - that's one every 5 panels! Heheh.
This comic has a record THREE BEATINGS for Melvin - that's one every 5 panels! Heheh.
My family used to have a little maltese doggie named Chewy. He was a cute little thing but too timid for my taste.
So timid that he enraged me constantly!!!
BTW, the guy in the comic is "John". Heh.
So timid that he enraged me constantly!!!
BTW, the guy in the comic is "John". Heh.
Based on a true story, Melvin was playing frisbee outside his house with his friend John (!) and did something that, well, let's just say it upset his dad - as if that was something out of the ordinary.
One broken leg later and he's off on another escapade!
One broken leg later and he's off on another escapade!
In high school we got to dissect stuff. It was pretty fun. But I envisioned Melvin's Dad as being anti-science and going nuts seeing a bloody pig in his house.
Of course, the result is kinda unique.
Of course, the result is kinda unique.
Like, who HASN'T ever been told to clean the kitchen by their parents? I used to do it every night for years. Ohhhh, I was so sick of it.
What if Melvin was, too?
What if Melvin was, too?
Based on a true story. I was caught stealing comic books from a little store that was on the way to school. I was stashing them in my Peanuts lunch box.
I got busted and had to give them ALL the comics I owned, even the huge amount that I bought myself, just so they wouldn't tell my parents. I actually had to walk from the store to my school with the store owner and into my classroom and give him the stack of comics - good thing school was out or I would have been mega-embarrassed!
Melvin's not so lucky.
I got busted and had to give them ALL the comics I owned, even the huge amount that I bought myself, just so they wouldn't tell my parents. I actually had to walk from the store to my school with the store owner and into my classroom and give him the stack of comics - good thing school was out or I would have been mega-embarrassed!
Melvin's not so lucky.
Melvin was completely fed-up with being told what to do by his Dad, so he just went nuts, knowing what normally happens at the end of a confrontation.
He just didn't care at the time.
He just didn't care at the time.
