#stc issue 110

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

A collection of my favorite design/outfit on Fleetway!Tails so far

He is just so🥺💖💖💖💖

[samobservessonic]

In the story that’s the highlight of this issue for me, we return to Amy & Tekno, as they oversee the protection of mega fantastic guest, Fabian Vane

They put a different pattern on Amy’s top each issue and I think “NICE GIRL” is my favourite one so far

Tekno’s on hand to trace the call! I wish she was around in real life to help my grandma against all those cold calls that keep trying to scam her…

“Oh god, he’s gonna sing! Let’s go!”

They find out that it’s the guy from last time and I choose to believe that he chose the name Bruiser Magoon for himself when he transitioned

The girls easily out-smart him, but they’ve had their own suspicions about Fabian, so now they can actually talk it through

Shock reveal! And that won’t be the only one

Yep, here’s a whole host of people who’ve been ripped off by Fabian and this time he doesn’t have Amy & Tekno to protect him from them

This looks like something that’d be on the cover of the Daily Star or else one of those gossip magazines, but the truth is out. Fabian is a massive con artist who got an actual builder to build his shoes and then didn’t pay them

The people get their dues, but showbiz moves too quickly for Fabian to keep up with and he’s now been replaced by Peter Android, who’s a parody of Peter Andre. More importantly, is he actually an android? We never see him outside of this one panel, so that question may never be answered

We cut to Fabian having been reduced to being a lame school disco DJ (not like the one from Speedlines), but this isn’t the last we’ll see of him. He’ll be back

[zippy-reacts]

Sonic the Comic Liveblog: Issue 110

A new issue! Let's see if Sonic pulls through

What is it with Robotnik men and making deals with evil alien empires?

I suppose StC considers the Metal Sonic Metallix and the Metal Knuckles Metallix essentially the same character? Kinda?

Sonic does seem to be faring a little better this time

Or perhaps not

Definitely an intriguing cultural mindset

Anyway, a Tails story just happened and I have nothing to comment about it

Speedlines in the middle of the issue rather than the end? That's new.

Back to the Amy story and I quite like the design of this tv presenter girl

And here we have an out-of-nowhere Peter Andre reference. Actually, up until I looked at his wikipedia page a few moments ago I had no idea his parents were Greek

[hankeliza]

Hate to be cliche, but here goes.

This decade has been some shit. 2010. Best year of my life. I’m 17, I have my soul mate and best friend every single day of my life. No bills and making way too much money. I got the love of my life, Rome. I am so cool in my mind and just life was fucking GREAT. I met corbin that year and I was legit in absolute bliss.

Feb 2012 my best friend moves to fl and that was so great but I am in absolute shambles. I am lost I am unhappy. This is where it all goes wrong and only now, 8 years later do I realize the codependency issues I had with jenna. I fucking loved that chick from the depths of my goddamn soul, we could speak and make decisions and plans with just locking eyes for a blink of a second. So bc I am sad, lost and unable to make sense of my selfish and immature feelings, I take it out on her and a whole slough of klonopin. Corbin and I are doing bad and this is when it should’ve ended.

April 2012 (hah time is funny af) I do some shady shit, but not to the magnitude it was portrayed. Life moves on and I get back with corbin. This is my new person to rely on. I need him bc he stuck thru it with me and gained my whole hearted trust that he loves me, even when ugly and I love him through all of his ugly. We are ugly and we are in love and nothing in the world matters to me anymore besides him.

Oct 2012 I finally am ready to move outta stc. But corbins with me. I beg and beg and beg to please go to Tampa but nah, we go to Miami. It’ll be easier, Adam will take us in. He still is this big mature, always with it guy, I don’t know him, that’s why. We get there, nothing much to even talk about. Great times but eh. Leavin it at that. Shit happens and we get out of dodge like some fuckin thief’s in the night. Drive two days to portland. I won’t get into all the beautiful shit I saw bc that’ll take too long but, here we are.

I live with a naked hippie that is actually psychotic and oh, later on turns out she’s making us pay for a house SHE IS SQUATTING IN. But anyway, things happened (again adam) and we move to the city city. Won’t even get in to the shit that transpired there, but now I’m moving back home.

Feb 2013 (wow really seeing some timelines matching up of my most unpleasant times of my life?!¿¡) so I’m back home. I don’t sleep, I don’t eat. I think I weighed 110 while standing 5’8. My dads on parole, only time I see sunlight is when he needs to meet with his PO. Nicole nurtures me and literally does everything in her power to make me be better, but I am not ready to feel happiness or bond with any other human. I am not ready to move on or up or out. I am stuck. Corbin moves home. Ahhh yes. My safety blanket is back and I can be happy again (hahahah)

So in the meantime while I was sad Nicole and I are partying, late nights to meijer and rite aid, getting high and snacks and shit is just fucking awesome. She meets the love of her life and he takes her and even me in to his whole friend crowd and I am HAPPY and feel bliss again. I have friends? Imagine that. They fall madly in love and then heh, they move. Well shit. Now mind you I have totally capability to see them whenever I please bc Nicole is an open door policy. But truly I’m lazy, I like convenience and still wrapped up in my own stupid bitchass, (that I can now see, but then couldn’t) and it’s back to corbin and I.

So now it’s getting close to end of 2013 and all I pretty much do is spend every waking moment with corbin. I don’t mean to make that sound so awful, then I loved it. Now, it’s all so bleak.

2014 hits. I’m in and out of jobs. Corbin and I live off of pop can returns. I’m still 21 so like, none of that mattered and I didn’t care about a future. He gets a job and I finally get into the courthouse. We start doing ~molly~ heavy. Locking ourselves in a bedroom from Friday-Sunday. Every weekend. When you hear “ecstasy/drugs ruined my sex life” from older people, you don’t really know what to make of that. When I tell you drugs ruined our sex life and our likeness for each other, now I fucking get it. I stopped smoking weed 24/7 bc I was paranoid of losing my job. Not much more to that year or 2015 than chemical pills and being locked in a room and outdoor adventures with my dog.

2016, I finally convince corbin to {for the love of god} attempt to get his license back (which he did, and then ruined again, but that comes later) so we’re really making moves, honestly for us we were doing shit. We had a marker board calendar AND meeting our goals/deadlines !!! His dad gets oxys, and we’ve been borrowing his Vicodin for idk, a year or 3 at this point. This is kinda when things get fuzzy. But oxys come and got damn do they feel good. But only recreational. It wasn’t serious then.

Corbin gets prescribed adderall. Not much more we need to dive in to with that jazz but oxys and addies were all we ate until about the end of 2017. Pills are gone. Let’s fucking driiiiink.

2018

So I developed an alcohol issue at this point. Still battling it to this day. But I don’t really remember much. Did some cool shit, went to Europe. Met a girl that I’ve never loved kissing more. She was nuts. I moved out of our apartment we got together and back home, re-up w/ Rickey, we have fun. He cheats on me with the girl he got pregnant and neglected (they’re engaged now, congrats guys) I’m completely broken and alone because at this point i have managed to push every waking soul away from me and experience the weirdest fucking shit ever that I can only explain as spiritual, or maybe it was satanic. It burned and hurt and scared the ballsacks out of me. Can’t kill your self if you’re a pussy, turns out.

I spent this whole year trying to find friends, wrong crowd. I developed a relationship with a coworker who still to this day has my heart and soul and I love him and will always hope the best. He is the greatest comfort I had but it was only ever from 5pm - until we finished having drinks and sex and then back to being alone. I even confessed my confused love for him and he set me straight. He showed me more about being strong than anyone ever. I love you D.

The end of September I finally meet up with a dude I can’t take my damn eyeballs off for years. I finally mustered up the courage after making excuses for about 2 weeks why I couldnt meet up with him. So I come over. It’s raining so hard. I couldn’t find his house. I just wanted the god damn dick, and go home. He didn’t let that happen.

We see one another mainly every single day except Wednesday’s because he has plans that day every week. I tried my hardest to ghost him multiple times but he didn’t let that happen either. We are both drinking a lot because we are both sad but our company really really reaaaally made up for the sadness. He is the funniest person I’ve ever met and I think he thought that about me too.

November 21st comes and he is being weird and I am constantly nervous around him so I get weird bc I think I did something or he’s gonna tell me to go home, I didn’t know. He finally says he wants to be my man, like full time man. I have a bf? I don’t want one but something about you is fckin freaky you beautiful boy. Everything is coming together.

And here we go: December 21. 1 month is all it took to mess it up.

Leaving my work party, ironically after getting all of my drinks bought for me :) , I go to jail. Jail was not as bad as I expected. I was a good criminal so I got to sit in a different room w/ a tv until shift change. Oh and ! my high school classmate was a worker there so that was neat ! (jesuschrist) anyway; dont have Laynes number memorized, my family and I just watched my grandpa die, gasping for air 10 day prior. Can’t call my mom. Scared to call my dad (who was the nicest of anyone) soooooo corbin it is. I dealt with his jail problems time after time so, his turn I guess.

Welp it’s 2019. Not much to say. Layne stuck through all of it with me and I have no fucking clue why. Got a therapist. Stopped drinking whiskey completely. Bought a vacuum and couch. Live with my way too supportive boyfriend. My family fucking loves him. I am .... growing ? stronger ? mentally ? as every day passes ? because of him ? He teaches me so much about moving on, life and just thinking before doing. Life ain’t that serious. I love you Layne. I completely do. I started alcohol classes and I went in with such a shitty attitude, like I’m better than everyone? (Been my issue for, forever) I fucking love my group sessions. I am for once not alone with the unpopular shit I struggle with. Addiction is so real and I always thought it was a stupid ass excuse for being lazy but hahhhhhh karma loves me.

I’ve been struggling so hard with jenna. I have talked to a handful of people and most have said it’s been blown out of proportion but, don’t hurt your friends. I finally fucking wrapped it up when I got ahold of her, tried to anyway, before Christmas. I explained a lot, now that I’ve had years to sit back and reflect on myself and my bullshit and I can’t blame her (side bar: she still didn’t care lol.) But I am fuckin over it. My feelings got hurt to absolute fuck about some things and instead of being mature, I fucked her over, because I felt fucked over. But I’m sorry, I did that, I take responsibility and best wishes forever but an anvil weight has finally been lifted off my chest and I feel like I can finally move the fuck on and it’s such a great feeling to get rid of something that’s been eating me alive.

So basically, the last two years ate me the fuck alive. This year I meditated on shit. We will see how 2020 goes but I am ready considering what I’ve done to myself, been through and I still am fucking alive and trying. Being a human is dumb but it’s aight sometimes. Getting better. Good luck y’all.

[samobservessonic]

Speedlines is in the middle of the issue today. I’m not sure if that’s where it was printed or just the scans and I’m too lazy to dig out my own copy of the issue to look it up, but what matters is this hilarious fanart of Sonic appearing on Blind Date. This isn’t surprising to hear from me, but I think Sonic should pick option 1

Then there’s this fanart where he’s a disc jockey, geddit??

We also get a couple of letters from international fans. I'm curious which Sonic cartoon was being mentioned in the letter from South Africa. But notably, we get our first indirect mention of Archie Sonic via a letter about a Sonic comic “in Canada”. I looked it up to see where Archie Sonic would’ve been at this point an it looks like it was about issue 52, just after the big Endgame arc, though I’m still unsure what the difference is between the “release date” (which said August 1997) and the “publication date” (which said November 1997). Maybe someone more familiar with how the comic industry works could help me there, so I better know which date to pay attention to

[samobservessonic]

It’s a football theme in today’s fanart section and I’m not interested in football at all, but had to give a shoutout to this fanart of Robotnik wearing a Newcastle shirt (I think specifically a Shearer shirt?), since they’re my local team and last week they won some… big tournament thing for the first time in about 70 years - people I’ve known to be depressed my whole life were finally happy after their win, so good for them!

[samobservessonic]

We then cut to another Tails story set while he’s still on Mobius and, once again, he’s back in Casino Night Zone. I know it’s so they can use Max Gamble as a villain, but I do think it’s funny that so many of the Tails stories specifically seem to end up being set here

Come on now, narrator Tails, I think “The nastiest dude this side of Robotnik” is a bit of a stretch! The guy is a C-tier villain at best

Power to the people story! Remember, if you don’t fight back against corruption, nothing will change

This is nice, isn’t it? Tails looks like he’s having fun

Tails just casually waving to the people as he goes to fight the last boss of this level. He’s so polite

This would be more of a plot-twist if it was in a story about any of the other Freedom Fighters, but Tails already knows that Robotnik’s back, so it’s less of a reveal. I mean, I’m sure it wasn’t meant to be a big reveal anyway, so that probably doesn’t matter

Even the mob goons don’t want Robotnik back

So, once again, Gamble has a scheme turned on its head by Tails. This isn’t the last we’ll see of him, however, since according to my notes, Max Gamble appears all the way up to about issue 156, outlasting most of the regular StC characters and even the Chaotix in terms of final appearance

[samobservessonic]

I forgot to say it last time, but those Sentinels really are much smaller than the giant one that Sonic met before. Guess they have different types

Tails is still here, still trying to figure out how he can help

Oh? I guess we’ll see in time what Robotnik’s half of the bargain is

Anyway, what we actually came here for was to see Sonic fight Metal Knuckles, so let’s bring him out

If only Sonic’s good friend Johnny Lightfoot was here, since this is pretty similar to his weapon of choice

We then get this cool fight scene that I’m still going to skip through a little bit. But I like that this much quieter Metallix’s first word on-screen was “No.”

“No!”

Elson once again weighing in with a glorious full page spread

Typical of the accused to be no longer here (eye roll emoji)

Tails has managed to find a cloak to blend in with the locals, but doesn’t seem any closer to figuring out a way to help

We’ll check back next time to see what he manages to pull off

[samobservessonic]

Yeah, this is what I’m talking about! Sonic vs Metal Knuckles! I was so hyped to see this cover as a kid and still am today