The NP member comic/song/poem/picture thread!

[Thadius]

It can't be a double post, it can't be. My last post was THREE DAYS AGO.
Anyways. I now return with
Gullible Zombies


And for your extra enjoyment!
A Thadius service announcement

[POS Industries]

[Major Blood]

http://www.nuklearforums.com/showpo...54&postcount=8

[Thadius]

After declaring war on POS, I have come up with a reason why you
Don't taunt the Thadius.

And that was just because of him taunting my poetry-crafting skills. Think of what would have occurred if A) Loyal hadn't arrived and B) it had been something else he'd picked to taunt me about. Coincidently, I can make very nice poetry if the mood strikes me, haiku included. This is why I'm mad.

[POS Industries]

[Fenris]

I bring to you, the gripping conclusion of A Quest of Save the World!

Finale



Also I promised Big Mac he'd be in AQOSTW but I couldn't work him into the ending satisfactorily, so instead, I offer you Random Big Mac Theater:



The end.

Now get off my damn lawn.

[Loyal]

Last time, on Origins:

The Origins Story of Loyal and Nexus
Chapter 2

There was another, a retired mercenary named Rowech DuValle, whose skill on the battlefield was legendary. He had resigned from life as a fighter at age 38 to settle down in Regulus, where he became a combat instructor at an academy. DuValle was an outspoken advocate of individuality and self-improvement, and scoffed at the “cookie cutter” training regular soldiers received. He was quite vocal in his opposition to the actions of Magidyne, and had eyes and ears within the corporation so that he’d be aware of any opportunity to sabotage its efforts. DuValle secretly admired the phantom thief whose actions were largely responsible for the economic decline of the corporation, but like everyone else, he was also in the dark as to the latter’s true identity. When he heard of the trap being set up to capture Loyal, he decided he would have a perfect chance to see just who this person was… assuming of course the thief didn’t simply evade the trap or just avoid it altogether.

Talmain had filled a caravan with a number of weapons that would surely attract his antagonist. Among the shipment were his new weapons, the Stun Grenades, which left Talmain rather confident that he’d bring in the thief once and for all. Two police guards were assigned to guard the caravan, just to make it look genuine.

The first guard spoke, “So uh… how are we gonna know what he looks like? Y’know, when he shows up?”

“We don’t need to,” the second assured. “Whoever tries to come in without our permission won’t know how to work the new weapons. And then when they try to grab ‘em? ZAP! They won’t even be able to move! Then we’ll just pick ‘im up and haul ‘im off to the boss.”

“Well, I’d still like to know what he looks like.”

“Tell you what, when we capture ‘im, you can look and see for yourself.”

Just then, a third guard joined their company. Before the first two could question him, he explained gruffly, “Talmain’s orders. Just in case the trap doesn’t work right, he wants more people available to capture him.” The first nodded at the wisdom of his employer and stepped aside so the newcomer could fall in rank.

“Do you think he will show up?” The first asked anxiously. “I can’t help but feel like this could be too obvious or something.”

The third guard motioned him to keep quiet. “He could be watching. If we keep talking like this he’ll get suspicious. Act casual.”

The trio walked in front of the caravan, leaving the back exposed. Loyal, who’d been watching from a distance for such an opportunity, moved quickly and quietly. He wore a dark red vest with numerous pockets over a long-sleeved shirt, and tight-fitting, flexible blue pants. His dirty-blonde hair, wild and untamed, was held up by a tattered green bandana that matched a facewrap to conceal his identity. He crept up to the caravan’s rear entrance, adjusting his speed and shifting his weight so that he could enter quietly. Loyal vaulted into the caravan, landing quietly as possible. He paused, and waited.

“…yeah, I hear ya.”

“At the rate the jobs get cut these days, it’s only a matter of time really…”

Good, they didn’t hear anything. Loyal lifted the nearest tarp so he could see what he’d be plundering this time. A set of Flametongue swords… Magic Javelins…Stun Grenades? What’s that? He lifted open the cover of the chest and gingerly plucked one out of the box. It’s an orb…Bunch of lights around it. How does it…

The Grenade activated spontaneously, the lights rotating rapidly. Before Loyal could react it exploded in a field of static, launching the thief out of the caravan forcefully. “Aaargh!” he cried, hitting the ground hard. He couldn’t move. The Grenade had done something to him. He knew that he was done for.

The commotion alerted the guards that their trap had worked. “Get ‘im!” one yelled as the guards clamored around the wagon to reach their prey. The third stepped cautiously, pulling out a longsword from his sheathe.

“It’s… a kid?” the second guard asked dumbly.

The first shook his head, “Can’t be. There’s no way a kid could…”

The third pointed his sword at the helpless figure on the ground. “Well, I guess there’s one way to find out for sure.”

“No! The boss says he wants the guy alive!”

“Funny you should mention that, actually, as I can’t very well let him be captured.”

What happened next could have been missed if you blinked. The man’s arm moved in a flash of steel, from one guard to the other. The next moment, the two guards groaned weakly, clutching their bleeding midsections as they collapsed. The third stood holding his bloodstained weapon at his side, and finished, “But for that to happen, I’m afraid you two can’t live. I apologize.”

Yes, I know. Long overdue. Took me long enough, but...

[TDK]

I'm finally done!

Its a parody of My Fair Lady (I couldn't find out the name of that movie for the longest time...)

[phil_]

And now, six pages that I'm calling a single comic. Open them in tabs.

Page one
Page two
Page three
Page four
Page five
Page six

For a comic that was supposed to make Mike look cool, +1 Name really steals the show, doesn't he?

[bluestarultor]

And, since school is back on, and I just wanted to do this joke, here it is.