Dec05
I was talking to my Uncle the other day about We Shadows and he said, “You do know your great grandfather’s name was James Tucker?” I was stunned. Tucker is my mother’s maiden name and her father died when I was a year old and I never met anyone from his side…certainly not his father. Apparently he was a real ladies man who eventually settled down with a native American woman, Mary Alabama my great grandmother. Weird.
These wings are made for flying and that’s just what they’ll do. One of these days these wings are gunna fly all over you.
XD
I go a-flyin’, after midnight, searchin’ for youuuuuuu….
We must have a cosplayer sing this now. To the Collaborator!
Well, I guess you are a descendant of the almighty Puck
😉
Nah, just his accountant counter-half
But I bet both halves have the same genetics. 😉
Hmmm… well, inasmuch as Robin is himself part human and part Fae, the two species obviously have compatible genomes. But then comes the question of, erm, “mechanical” compatibility. Fae can fly, strongly suggesting they have much less mass than average humans do, and are proportionally much smaller sized. Discounting for the moment the obvious solution of a Fae in human guise, one is left trying to envision conjugation betwixt an adult human and something about the size of a dragonfly… :mind boggles:
Nah, the Fae can change their size at will. Actual size change not just glamour illusion. According to myth Robin Goodfellow is the son of Oberon and some busty human milkmaid he fancied. Oberon himself was the son of the old faerie queen Mab and Julius Ceaser.
Um… bitflipper, it’s called FM f**king magic… you know the fae have it in spades don’t you? There isn’t much that can’t be done with magic, so I would imagine a size spell would not be very difficult at all.
As this very comic has shown, Magic has the tendency to bring about more trouble than it fixes. Its ability to fake beauty enticed the hobgoblins to take over while the fae slept, it drove Robin nuts, it granted power to the surprisingly easily influenced troupe of actors thus enabling Keshi’s plans, it has become a burden of power for Goat who cant seem to keep a grip on a mystical weapon for the life of her.
Few can handle it well. The fae have it in abundance but seldom actively use it, trusting the natural flow of things to produce magic as needed. Most pixies have a basic understanding but still use it sparingly. The High Fae understand it well. Titania, Oberon and Robin know it well…although for all of his understanding, Robin’s spell to kill himself backfired. But that’s massive spell…killing a fae. And who knew that Bottom would bury him in a faerie ring which revived him? Of course that could have been some deep subconscious survival spell cast by Robin.
But these creatures were born to this. The ones I find the most interesting are Goat and Vogue. Goat was destined for greatness but magic has always been troubling for her (I know why but I ain’t tellin’ yet). Vogue is a hobgoblin who wished to rise above her station. Beside her natural hobgoblin magic she has years of study. Some day I should tell her story of learning magic but that all took place before she learned how to glom glamour so that would mean drawing her as the ugly hobgoblin she used to be…yuck.
Put a cutout mask over her face the whole time so casual readers dont confuse who you are telling a story about as well as ( if she is telling the story) present her self image in a comical fashion, prettiest of the hobgoblins.
Actually, of the hobgoblins, Vogue struck me as the least intrinsically ugly; she merely seemed withered as opposed to those whose features were more animalistic and misshapen.