#Agnes Sands

[fallout-lou-begas]

she literally just got shot in the head PLEASE be nice to her

[ikroah]

I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole, and then I followed it in, I watched myself crawling out as I was a-crawling in. I got up so tight, I couldn't unwind, I saw so much, I broke my mind… —“Just Dropped In (to See What Condition My Condition Was In),” The First Edition (1968)

It Keeps Right On A-Hurtin’ #28 - Ring-a-Ding-Ding VII

Archive Links

«« First | « Previous || Next » | Last »»

Read IKROAH on Archive of Our Own

Notes / Original Pencils / Transcript:

Notes

Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to type those words? "End of Volume 2?" We have been on Volume 2 for just over three years. Obviously it's unfair to compare it to the breakneck pace of Volume 1, because... I got burned out (I got better), I got divorced (I got better), and most importantly, I've spent all three of these years overhauling my approach to art, which is to say, I got better. My canvas size doubled because my initial naive approach of "smaller pages means less art, which means faster art" was holding me back: I wanted more art, and the subjects of too many panels had gotten flubbed due to what was basically a pathetically low rendering distance. I revamped my approach to coloring entirely, leaning into a vibrant, saturated, and faux-comic halftone style that I vastly prefer to my more grounded, gradient-driven work beforehand. I changed IKROAH's font (Unmasked!), I changed Agnes's appearance slightly (she's far less gaunt, which was an early design choice I've thrown away, plus I think I'm much better at drawing her consistently now), and so much more. Comics are a time-consuming artform and while a lot of what made this volume take so long was out of my control, and well worth not pushing myself through, the total reinvention of how I actually make comics was the single best thing to come out of Volume 2.

It's a lot of lessons and groundwork that I'm very eager to take into Volume 3, which I have spent every single one of these years viciously impatient for. Now, it's finally here. See you at the cover reveal.

Original Pencils

Something that I have been working a lot harder on with my art lately is inking: actual inking, not merely "outlining" and figuring out the rest by the seat of my pants digitally. I've come to realize that the fewer steps of my production process that I try to do digitally, the more fun it is to make art as a whole, and inking was something that I was very intimidated by for the longest time. What happens if I mess up! It's permanent marker, after all! But after all the practice that I've done, I'm really happy with how bold and confident the shadows are on this issue, and they're perfect for how moody and dramatically lit the whole thing is. You can compare the pencils to the inks to the final products and really see how I planned out the overall composition.

Transcript

INT. LUCKY 38 PRESIDENTIAL SUITE, VERY LATE AT NIGHT. The lights are all off in this luxurious, distinctly pre-war abode. It is almost empty.

RADIO: Welcome back to the program, folks. This is Mr. New Vegas—and I hope I'm not coming on too strong. We've got some news for you, coming right up.

The only real light in the suite comes from the glowing screen of the Securitron VICTOR, standing in front of the private elevator.

RADIO: Tops Hotel owner Benny has been killed by an unidentified assailant. According to his fellow Chairmen, shots were heard in his private suite, and his body was found inside. They are urging all visitors to please keep an eye out for suspicious individuals and behavior on the New Vegas Strip. The new head of the Chairmen, Benny's former right-hand man Swank, consoled mourners: "If I know my pal Benny, he's swinging with the Big Cat Upstairs as we speak. Or he's chasing some angel broad with cans as big as her halo!"

RADIO: In other news—

In a guest bedroom off to the side, ROSE OF SHARON CASSIDY is sound asleep. Her belongings are neatly folded on the dresser, except for the cocktail dress that she was wearing, which has been thrown onto the ground.

RADIO: —refugees at Bitter Springs are giving startling accounts of the legate known as Lanius, who is said to be Caesar's top field commander. One refugee told us the legate took over an underperforming squad of troops by beating its commander to death in full viw of everyone. The legate then ordered a tenth of his own force be killed by the other nine tenths. And you thought your boss was a pain!

RADIO: You know, I think all news, whether it's good or bad, brings us closer together. Don't you?

Directly across from the elevator, across from VICTOR, are the shut doors to the master bedroom.

RADIO: These headlines, brought to you by Vault 21...Vault 21! Everything is better when you experience it...in a vault.

Inside the master bedroom, AGNES SANDS sits on the edge of the bed, wide awake. The RADIO plays from her PIP-BOY, which provides a slight amount of light in the dark room.

RADIO: Gonna play a song for you right now—it's about that special someone, that you can only find once...in a "Blue Moon."

"Blue Moon" begins to play from the radio. AGNES's head remains lowered in rumination.

Suddenly, the radio broadcast cuts out.

SFX: KZZRRRSSHHTTZ

RADIO: Has your life taken a turn?

A NEW VOICE speaks on the radio. It's dreamy, seductive.

RADIO: Do troubles beset you? Has fortune left you behind?

AGNES remains in thought.

But then: she lifts her head.

And she looks over at the radio.

RADIO: If so, then the Sierra Madre Casino,

The PIP-BOY displays: 11.09.81, 4:13. <<Signal Unknown>>

RADIO: in all its glory, invites you

AGNES listens.

RADIO: to begin again.

AGNES is now somewhere else.

EXT. MOJAVE DESERT. At sunrise, AGNES SANDS is perched atop a ridge somewhere in the desert. Her overcoat billows behind her, and her shoulder-mounted flashlight beams straight ahead. She looks manic. In one hand, she clutches her duffel bag, full of every belonging she has. Her other hand is wearing her PIP-BOY, and the radio broadcast continues:

RADIO: Come to a place where wealth, excitement, and intrigue await around every corner. Stroll along the winding streets of our beautiful resort. Make new friends...or rekindle old flames. Let your eyes take in the luxurious expanse of the open desert, under clear starlit skies. Gaze straight on into the sunset from our scenic Villa rooftops. Countless diversions await. Gamble in our casino, take in the theater, or stay in one of our exclusive executive suites that will shelter you...and cater to your every whim.

Below the ridge is a pile-up of wrecked shipping containers. One of them opens up toward the surface like a gaping throat of metal. It leads somewhere, deeper into the earth.

RADIO: So if life's worries have weighed you down—if you need an escape from your troubles—or if you just need an opportunity to begin again—

The source of the broadcast signal is coming from INSIDE.

RADIO: —then join us.

AGNES descends into the container, revealing a makeshift staircase of sheet metal that leads into darkness.

RADIO: Join us, let go, and leave the world behind...

The signal from inside the tunnel is now audible. It overlaps with AGNES's PIP-BOY...

RADIO: Join us, let go, and leave the world behind...

Until she sees it.

RADIO: ...at the Sierra Madre Grand Opening.

A pre-war, art deco type radio, sitting on a metal pedestal. It speaks to her.

RADIO: ...at the Sierra Madre Grand Opening.

AGNES stares at the radio, bewildered.

She barely notices the HULKING FIGURE about to grab her from behind.

RADIO: We'll be waiting.

END OF VOLUME 2

[rad-roche]

thanks for 2k!

thought it would be cute to celebrate by throwing together some recent speedpaints, mostly from the last year. these aren't anywhere near all of them, just my favourites (and even this ran 30 minutes). thank you for indulging me and my absurd niche

[malwaredykes]

agnes :)

[alice-in-vault101]

I think I'm obsessed

From @fallout-lou-begas fallout new vegas comic "It Keeps Right On a-Huntin'"

[yesjejunus]

Since my pal @fallout-lou-begas did an especially beautiful job on the panels and design for this comic, I thought it would be nice to post the text free version of the pages for this @ikroah. Thanks again to those that have been enjoying the comic!

[fallout-lou-begas]

lesbianism

Alright your Discord avatar and tumblr avatar are locked in a closet for 7 minutes ala 7 Minutes In Heaven. What happens

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Viva Varda! (Pierre-Henri Gibert, 2023)

[fallout-lou-begas]

Agnes Sands Reference Sheet 2024

When I work on a reference sheet for a character, it's exactly for that, my own reference, especially since the way that I've drawn Agnes has changed so much (both because I've gotten better at art, and made new, deliberate decisions about what she looks like now) that it's been long past time for me to really nail down her essence again.

Read @ikroah btw for all of her continuing adventures

[ikroah]

It Keeps Right On A-Hurtin’ — Volume 3

Left My Heart in the Sierra Madre

Variant Cover Guest Art by @memepipboy

Archive Links

«« First | « Previous || Next » | Last »»

Read IKROAH on Archive of Our Own

Notes / Original Pencils:

NOVEMBER 2022. ALMOST EXACTLY TWO YEARS AGO. THAT WAS WHEN I @memepipboy DREW THE VOLUME 3 VARIANT COVER FOR ME. AT THAT TIME, THE LAST PUBLISHED ISSUE OF IKROAH WAS #23. "SURELY," I THOUGHT THEN, "IT'S GOOD TO GIVE MY GUEST ARTISTS A HEAD START, BUT I'LL GET TO VOLUME THREE IN NO TIME!"

It is no exaggeration to say that I have been sitting on this commission for so long that it outlived not only my marriage, but the beginning and end of several other entire relationships since. I changed house. I got a cat. My life is completely different now than it was when I commissioned this variant cover from Pip (hell, so is her's: she gained a marriage!) but that's just how the cookie crumbles when you dare to invest yourself in a hobby that stretches itself over so much time. And in my defense, I have a very good excuse. I did get divorced, after all, and nowadays I'm enjoying my life a little too much to sit hunched at my desk like I used to.

Still! Despite the age of the commission, Pip did incredible work. Like my own cover for Volume 2, Pip's variant is an homage to a specific comic book cover. I wanted a parody of those melodramatic old romance comics, since it's such a stark contrast to the tone of my own cover this time around.

And according to my computer, the "Last Modified" date on the thumbnails I made for all of IKROAH's planned covers is June 11, 2021. Christ alive. I don't want to think about this single cover piece technically taking even longer.

Volume 3, "the Dead Money arc," is something that I have very specifically been looking forward too since I started making this comic in 2020. As it creeps toward half a decade of life, if any of you have any worries about how much gas I have left in the tank, know this: I basically wrote the first two volumes of this comic just to get to this one.

Here's hoping I can haul ass on it and stop falling in love or shipping across the country or having any other lifechanging events happening to me between the rest of these issues.

[fallout-lou-begas]

@ikroah

new favorite grindr message

[malwaredykes]

this image literally gets to me so bad. this was part of a joak lou and i had about our couriers meeting in a crossover of the century but like. i get straight up emotional looking at this. agnes looks so downtrodden here. my poor little meow meow. im walking in the streets at night and i see her? what do??? i treat her gently, with love and care, is what do. i must never let such sadness creep into her gaze ever again. i wish to shield her from all the pain and cruelty in this world--but of course, i musnt obtrude, i wouldnt ever make her feel cornered. agnes i want you to know im always there for you when you need me. anytime. i may not have much to my name, but if there's anything i can do... and i know it's hard asking for help, but... i am here...

[franzliszt-official]

Are you straight? The internet doesn’t give a solid answer

Such a strange term straight entails.

I like to think I have been a straight man, regarding my moral and political ideas - although in no few instances were I to move back in time things would have developed differently - and devouted to common sense.

As for my sexual and romantic preferences, I have always dwelled with the ladies, be it in short-term adventures or long lived agreements of love and trust. Some who despise me think of me as a libertine and dongiovanni, but I trust no companion of mine has been hurt unless love had been involved - in which case both parts suffer. Neither was I ever entralled by the meek and weak telling of women as docile maids. Love has to be enjoyed and driven by both parties, and both must be able to live alone if needed - not to be dependent on each other, but to choose and devout one's soul to the other, it's the choice that makes love grand and sacred... (*)

That does not mean I have not been able to love men as well. That has been a different kind of love and adoration, more exclusive to the mind and character of the men who have bewitched me.

It is true I once kissed Wagner. He boasted about this sometimes, I'm aware. I'd though tell that this gesture of affection and sympathy on my part has been a weaker sign of love than what a cosmic sign of dis-love and peer trust has been old Wagner's entanglement with my daughter Cosima.

[dogthatlookshigh]

Tma wings of fire au Jon’s a silk/night wing martins a mudwing Tim’s a rain wing Sasha’s also silk.

[fallout-lou-begas]

this is correct thank you

@fallout-lou-begas

This is them, too me <3

[eyplaylist]

NO PAPER. NO SCISSORS. ROCK PLAYLIST #2

NO PAPER. NO SCISSORS. ROCK PLAYLIST #2Spotify – Instagram – Facebook – Twitter – Threads12 Songs – 37min 41secGenres: Rock, Indie Rock, Alt Rock, Modern Rock / Metal / Hard Rock / Hardcore NO PAPER. NO SCISSORS. JUST ROCK!…. AGAIN!Our flagship Rock playlist returns with a second edition to prove to everyone that rock music never died. It’s alive and well in various forms, styles, and genres…