ok well i thought a bit when i was bored and said hey star worms will be a good idea!!

if you request tell me if you are rebel or imperial...tell me what you look like and if you want to be a cameo or a main well here it goes...
note: doesn't have anything to do with the star wars trilogy story line... no nerding it up to me saying it doesn't follow the story line. thanks!
http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/4362/starwormsxi8.png (http://imageshack.us)
Shot at 2007-08-11

Hmm... could be interesting! Just try to keep at least one good joke on every page.

Oh, right, requesting.
Well, make me an amateur Jedi (rebel side), with a black cape and a metal right hand. Also, make him one that thinks he's very powerful, but is really only mediocre.

well that will sure be interesting... i don't know what you look like though like hair or no hair or clothing...

REQUEST'D

Make me a mechanic that has an uncanny tendency to explode things.

I look like this:
http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/478/srgte7.png

well that will sure be interesting... i don't know what you look like though like hair or no hair or clothing...
No hair or anything, just a cape and metal hand.
But if you want, you could try make me slightly bigger than regular worms.

REQUEST'D

Make me a mechanic that has an uncanny tendency to explode things.

I look like this:
http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/478/srgte7.pngIf ever I draw your worm, he will be leaning at a bizarre 30 degree angle.

If ever I draw your worm, he will be leaning at a bizarre 30 degree angle.

I would love it if you drew my worm at a bizarre 30 degree angle. Seriously. I'd like to see what I look like in your style.

Please make the text bigger. I don't like getting close to my computer screen to read.

This reminds me of my recent Star Worms comics. Only they used actual Star Wars characters.

Nice start though. Try making the text bigger. I request to be a character:
Imperial side, stormtrooper. Make him different from other stormtroopers, you decide.
He will often slap someone in the head, shouting "Yoink!" and runs away.
I was running out of ideas. :p

Looks nice,but make the text a bit bigger, and the eyes looks a little strange.
I request to be a character; Make him be a malfunctioning "protocol droid" or a failing bounty hunter. You decide. :p

Its cool but needs to be less messy and a little streighter.

And why does the sash around his waste dissapear in the last two panels?

Its cool but needs to be less messy and a little streighter.

And why does the sash around his waste dissapear in the last two panels?

You're just patrolling the forums aren't you?

Oh, and I would make the backgrounds more detailed.

i go with the less messy stuff... by the by i would like to be in... i am a worm with blue hair that goes off to one end and he shoots tornados

I can see the Jhonen Vasquez reference in "JTHM_Z?"'s name and I know that makes me a horrible person. :(

yay! johnny the homicidle maniac and invader zim :D
unfortunatly my scanner is broken and i havn't "won" flash
but once it gets fixed i will have the REAL first edition!!!!!!!!!!!11111!!!!!!!!!!!11!!1!!!!!1111!1 11!111!!!!11!11!!!1!!1one1!111111111111!!!!!!!!!!! :D:D:D:D

yay! johnny the homicidle maniac and invader zim :D
unfortunatly my scanner is broken and i havn't "won" flash
but once it gets fixed i will have the REAL first edition!!!!!!!!!!!11111!!!!!!!!!!!11!!1!!!!!1111!1 11!111!!!!11!11!!!1!!1one1!111111111111!!!!!!!!!!! :D:D:D:D

Okay, that's not a good way to get yourself loved around here.

Just to be helpful.

what having a broken scanner?... no i know what you mean but my scanner is at the shop

Broken scanner= scanner must be fixed. Hence it being at the shop.

And don't ressurect threads without art to post. It's just annoying.

well i thought it would be a good idea to tell you WHY my comic of the REAL first edition isn't there yet...

but it seems that your idea couldnt make it to reality, as you didnt tell us WHY your comic of the REAL first edition isn't there yet...

because i only had one character as me.. thats why i made the corney save the children like thing

Why not just draw something instead of arguing about it?

Lookin' decent. On a side note, why is it always 'Star Worms'? Couldn't it ever be 'Worm Wars?' There was actually a Worm Wars but it wasn't about Star Wars. I'm confuzzled.
a black cape and a metal right hand. Also, make him one that thinks he's very powerful, but is really only mediocre.
No hair or anything, just a cape and metal hand.
But if you want, you could try make me slightly bigger than regular worms.
Grievous?

Grievous?
Ooh! That takes me back... I haven't heard of the comparison between my sigworm and General Grievous in a good long while.
Although granted, that's actually who I got the idea for a cape from. (the robotic hand didn't come from Star Wars though)

Ooh! That takes me back... I haven't heard of the comparison between my sigworm and General Grievous in a good long while.

God, I remember those days.

Back when all the boys used to come running all the way across the town to get a taste of memma's old-fashioned salted pork rinds and me and the boys used to walk along the river, eating those rinds and catching frogs and then we'd let them go in the school and all the girls would raise a terrible ruckus, which made my grandmomma used to say that we were all tangled up in the devils hair, rest her soul but I remember when she used to sit out on the back porch, smoking her corncob pipe and telling the kids stories about the war and the smoke smelled like it came right out of the ol' fire and brimstone and my little brother didn't like it, but it sure made me feel good deep down inside and when she finished me and the other boys would run down to the blackwalk and play Skitter Ball and Dum-Dum Charlie and my little brother would always be Charlie, even though he hated it so and he always said that he'd get back at us someday even though we all knew that as he grew up we'd all keep going just as quick and then we'd hear the ringing of the ol' church bell and we all knew it was time to go home and then we'd rush back home and we'd make gingerbread cookies with the mom and I swear our daddy said they were the best darn cookies he ever done tasted and we'd all laugh but then it would be late and we'd have to go to bed but when we woke up we had to get going on our morning chores like pluckin' hens and washing the floors and when we were done we'd get awarded with 6 pennies 'cause our daddy always says that a man ought to be rewarded for doing good work and we'd run down to Jebediah's corner store and buy 6 pennies worth of chewing gum and ol' Jebediah would usually give us a popsicle or two on the house and we'd run along chewing our gum and licking those ice-sticks all the way to devil's canyon and there was this giant rock wall that was full o' holes and was just perfect for playing robbers-n-cobblers, though we all said that the canyon was haunted because once some kids found an Indian skeleton in one of the caves so we never stay too long after dark because then all of the ghosts would come out but guess what this one time me and my brother and the boys were playing gold-in-the-socket out on devil's canyon and my brother got lost out in one of the caves and we looked for him all day and when we finally found I swear there was a ghost right behind him and we all screamed and ran away and as soon as we got home our parents knew what we had been doing for sure and we knew what was coming and we got a whipping like we never got before and I know I learned my lesson I aint never going out to devil's canyon again but this one time out on Turtle-bone creek I found a real Indian moccasin and I was the envy of all the boys around when I showed it around in school but then I bet it against Peter's real baseball glove and I lost the bet and he got it and I certainly learned my lesson and I'll never bet again but then when it was Christmas time I bet again and I won my moccasin back and I'll bet a whole lot now but I remember christmas time when my memma my daddy my brother and me would go out and chop down a christmas tree sometimes my daddy let my brother give the last chop to bring the tree down and you ought to see how his eyes lit up so and then we'd take that tree back home and decorate it with all of our ol' family ornaments and we'd all get presents and one time I got a real Indian headdress and I was the envy of every kid in town and then my memma would make a big bowl of her old fashioned christmas pudding and we'd all sit for hours licking those spoons but that was all over when the town burnt down.

God, I too remember those days.

Back when all the boys used to come running all the way across the town to get a taste of memma's old-fashioned salted pork rinds and me and the boys used to walk along the river, eating those rinds and catching frogs and then we'd let them go in the school and all the girls would raise a terrible ruckus, which made my grandmomma used to say that we were all tangled up in the devils hair, rest her soul but I remember when she used to sit out on the back porch, smoking her corncob pipe and telling the kids a story all about how my Life got flipped turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there I'll tell you how I become the prince of a town called Bel-Air then In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground is where I spent most of my days Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', all cool And all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys they were up to no good Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said, "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought, "Nah, forget it. Yo home to Bel-Air!" then I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabby yo holmes smell ya later
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

God, I remember those days.

Back when all the boys used to come running all the way across the town to get a taste of memma's old-fashioned salted pork rinds and me and the boys used to walk along the river, eating those rinds and catching frogs and then we'd let them go in the school and all the girls would raise a terrible ruckus, which made my grandmomma used to say that we were all tangled up in the devils hair, rest her soul but I remember when she used to sit out on the back porch, smoking her corncob pipe and telling the kids stories about the war and the smoke smelled like it came right out of the ol' fire and brimstone and my little brother didn't like it, but it sure made me feel good deep down inside and when she finished me and the other boys would run down to the blackwalk and play Skitter Ball and Dum-Dum Charlie and my little brother would always be Charlie, even though he hated it so and he always said that he'd get back at us someday even though we all knew that as he grew up we'd all keep going just as quick and then we'd hear the ringing of the ol' church bell and we all knew it was time to go home and then we'd rush back home and we'd make gingerbread cookies with the mom and I swear our daddy said they were the best darn cookies he ever done tasted and we'd all laugh but then it would be late and we'd have to go to bed but when we woke up we had to get going on our morning chores like pluckin' hens and washing the floors and when we were done we'd get awarded with 6 pennies 'cause our daddy always says that a man ought to be rewarded for doing good work and we'd run down to Jebediah's corner store and buy 6 pennies worth of chewing gum and ol' Jebediah would usually give us a popsicle or two on the house and we'd run along chewing our gum and licking those ice-sticks all the way to devil's canyon and there was this giant rock wall that was full o' holes and was just perfect for playing robbers-n-cobblers, though we all said that the canyon was haunted because once some kids found an Indian skeleton in one of the caves so we never stay too long after dark because then all of the ghosts would come out but guess what this one time me and my brother and the boys were playing gold-in-the-socket out on devil's canyon and my brother got lost out in one of the caves and we looked for him all day and when we finally found I swear there was a ghost right behind him and we all screamed and ran away and as soon as we got home our parents knew what we had been doing for sure and we knew what was coming and we got a whipping like we never got before and I know I learned my lesson I aint never going out to devil's canyon again but this one time out on Turtle-bone creek I found a real Indian moccasin and I was the envy of all the boys around when I showed it around in school but then I bet it against Peter's real baseball glove and I lost the bet and he got it and I certainly learned my lesson and I'll never bet again but then when it was Christmas time I bet again and I won my moccasin back and I'll bet a whole lot now but I remember christmas time when my memma my daddy my brother and me would go out and chop down a christmas tree sometimes my daddy let my brother give the last chop to bring the tree down and you ought to see how his eyes lit up so and then we'd take that tree back home and decorate it with all of our ol' family ornaments and we'd all get presents and one time I got a real Indian headdress and I was the envy of every kid in town and then my memma would make a big bowl of her old fashioned christmas pudding and we'd all sit for hours licking those spoons but that was all over when the town burnt down.

guys this is number one

..wtf is going on...

It appears this thread has become a spam hole before the first actual comic was actually made.

Pity.

Well if he can't make another comic of that quality in 6 days then his thread deserves it.

I fear the comic was doomed from the moment I saw - in a space-based comic, no less - the words "a galaxie".

Ho-hum. The humour was OK, though; we'll just have to wait and see if anything else appears.

When did you come back, yappydog? Good to see you.