They need to go to Dorothy’s room them. Her Roomie is Sierra, who I imagine would be pretty cool with this (Walky stayed over and we heard no complaint).
If it’s Walky’s room, then Mike is going to be the obstacle. They’ll walk in and he’ll be in bed with BOTH their moms, and ruin the whole mood.
Well that didn’t take long. I was wondering how long it would take to point out that getting soaked would be ideal “cover” for being naked. Apparently just under a minute.
I hate getting wet. Even just a little bit. Whenever it rains, I will make every excuse to stay inside, and if I have to go out, I will bundle up in thick clothing.
I think they’re good. Amber seemed rather … hesitant when shown the condoms originally. If these had been ‘altered’ with malice aforethought one would think she would have had a cover story prepared and been more adept in delivering it.
Not to mention simple examination of the package would reveal any possible pinholes.
Simple: She did it to save the world. That’s it. You want more?
Complex: In order to save the world, he future self came back in order to create a time loop without the knowledge of her present self. By poking holes in the condoms, she would knowingly be adding a Walkerton into the future. Amazi-girl nor Amber would see Dorothy, as she was accepted to Harvard in two weeks time. She would decide to leave immediately, and while Walky was sad, would understand. Once Dorothy arrived, she realized she was pregnant. Unsure of how to handle this, and sure that it would reflect badly on her if it ever reached the light of day, she panicked. And that is when Ms. Future comes into the story. Again. Promising safety and secrecy, a deal is struck to throw her nine months into the past. Dorothy, unsure, accepts, knowing of no other sane options. She loses nine months of her life, and struggles with the dilemma of either raising the child, or going after her dreams. Eventually, in the dead of night, after she gives birth, she falls into a deep sleep, exhausted. She still does not know what to do. Amazi-girl steals the child, and Dorothy’s decision away from her. Taking the long route, Amazi-girl raises the child to be the ultimate warrior. And years later. When the war is raging, and the Emperor known only as M. Laughs like an asshole over the world, he grips Amazi-girl, and whispers. You failed. Before the final blow could be struck, she threw open a portal in time, and flew into the past. From the shadows, emerged a frail old Amazi-girl. And a young boy, named Bobby. Bobby Walkerton. The battle rages for a day and a half. Until, finally, Bobby is victorious. M is defeated. Yet, his generals still remained. During the day and a half of his occupation, Amazi-girl was given enough time to finally orchestrate the most brilliant, multiple assassination of all time. Slaying all of the Five Cent Generals, within a single minute. A single second.
Tired, she collapses. And slowly, dies. A smile on her face. The future is safe.
There are many details, here I will not mention. Those will come in the Short story version. Which may or may not ever happen. But if it does, it will be glorious.
GLORIOUS!
(gorious.)
Tell me about the rain, not about the fine weather,
Fine weather sicks me and sets my teeth on edge.
Blue Skies get on my nerves
For the greatest love I’ve had on earth
I owe it to the bad weather, I owe it to Jupiter
It struck me like a thunderbolt from a stormy sky.
Treat ’em with Rain-X. Or wear a hat with a brim the correct way, with the brim facing front.
Or just leave ’em off. I’m nearsighted — so much so that I don’t need them for closeup work like at the keyboard right now — but not so bad that I can’t recognize objects at a distance. I could see, for example. someone crossing the street or an oncoming car; I just wouldn’t be able to read a license number or visually identify the person.
It’s like raaaaaaiiin, when you’re goin’ to get laid,
It’s the sexy tiiiiime, when your headline ran away,
It’s the hanky-panky that just couldn’t wait,
But wrap it up or else…it’s babies….
It — It’s the rain. The storm we all have to endure. We hate it, but it’s every drop that runs down your face that traces out who you are, your shape. The storm shows me so much right now. I accept all I see. You are beautiful.
It’s the world that’s ugly.
There’s a glitch in the matrix! They were at Wells and I think headed toward Read, but it looks like they’re running from Ballantine to Woodburn, and the clock is missing.
I feel like such an ass typing this. I’m sure you realized it. I mean it in good fun and poking fun at myself for noticing.
Backing up a little, what does it say about AG that she brands her condoms. I mean, that already have a brand name on them. It shows a commitment to her hero identity that is pretty psychotic.
As for the rain, rain with the right person is like a lot of things with the right person. If it helps put the two of you together alone, its all good.
I saw that to be more like the stickers reading “Compliments of Representative So-and-so” that get put on the highway maps that our state legislators used to hand out. You know, “Courtesy of your friendly neighborhood Amazi-Girl”?
I don’t know if anyone else has said this before, but excellent research on the IU campus for your backgrounds. The last panel matches up perfectly to a location just south of the library on Jordan Avenue.
I don’t want to work
I want to bang on the drum all day
I don’t want to play
I just want to bang on the drum all day
Ever since I was a tiny boy
I don’t want no candy
I don’t need no toy
I took a stick and an old coffee can
I bang on that thing ’til I got
Blisters on my hand because
When I get older they think I’m a fool
The teacher told me I should stay after school
She caught me pounding on the desk with my hands
But my licks was so hot
I made the teacher wanna dance
And that’s why
Listen to this
Every day when I get home from work
I feel so frustrated
The boss is a jerk
And I get my sticks and go out to the shed
And I pound on that drum like it was the boss’s head
Because
I can bang that drum
Hey, you wanna take a bang at it?
It’s the rain.
It’s the storm we all have to endure.
We hate it, but it’s every drop that runs down your face that traces out who you are, your shape.
The storm shows me so much right now.
I accept all I see.
So this is Walkys first time right? I do remember a comic where Dorothy began to strip for him but then again why am I asking questions about the sex lives of carttoon characters?
It will be. I think the night he spent with Dorothy was even the first time he’d slept next to a girl like that (since he felt the need to brag to an unimpressed Billie the next day).
Are the “Slipshine” panels going to become canon? And will it become necessary to have seen them in order to fully appreciate future strips, or is just knowing that Dorothy and Walky have lost their amateur status going to be good enough?
I first started reading ItsWalky! following a link with a ‘It’s the Rain’ picture on it. Waaaaaaay back in 2002.
12 Years later, more rain, more Walky love!
I love Walky! I love the Rain!
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No trucks?
Just future monkey-business.
And business is good.
TRUCK NOT MONKEY!
….
I should move on to new material.
I see toy trucks in their future…
and maybe some motorboats as well.
Haha, double entendre!
How about trains going into tunnels?
– Well, *something* that rhymes with trucks.
Awww.
They’re getting all wet so if a roomie bursts in, they have an excuse as to why they’re naked.
They need to go to Dorothy’s room them. Her Roomie is Sierra, who I imagine would be pretty cool with this (Walky stayed over and we heard no complaint).
If it’s Walky’s room, then Mike is going to be the obstacle. They’ll walk in and he’ll be in bed with BOTH their moms, and ruin the whole mood.
Would he have paid a nickel for each or both?
Just one.
It was a two for one deal.
Because they’re cheap !
They were two for one at K-mart.
The Red Light Special.
Or in bed with both of them, so that they fight over him until one of them marries him and they live happily ever after in Colorado.
…or both marry him and they live happily ever after in Utah…
Sierra would be cool with it because she’s the best character.
Oh, wait. Mike. Yeah. Mike would.
Well that didn’t take long. I was wondering how long it would take to point out that getting soaked would be ideal “cover” for being naked. Apparently just under a minute.
The next time we see Walky will be at least 16 panels of him grinning a stupid grin, ear to ear.
And Sal will be like “SEE MY POINT? NOTHING BAD HAPPENS TO YOU!”
KWAAAAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! XD
+1 Segue Double-Panel!
“Cock-Blockin’ Rain” is the name of my new band.
Cockblock rain
Some stay dry and others get to fuck
Cockblock rain
If you don’t get wet, you’re out of luck
+1
Aww, sweet. Now what cruel twist is going to prevent them from consummating? Because you just KNOW Willis has something planned.
One or both of them slips in a puddle and breaks their face.
I picture something more like this happening with puddles:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oq2DNu66AD8
You don’t need a face to do the skiddley-boop
“Now what cruel twist is going to prevent them from consummating?”
Subscription fees: http://itswalky.tumblr.com/post/73801759451/super-secret-project-revealed-tomorrow-10pm-est
Signed up!
sexcellent
*snort snort*
Called it…all the way back to Dec 3rd comic coments section…
Keroshino
December 3, 2013 at 12:51 am
“David Willis to draw porn on slipshine. Confirmed!”
Aaaah, the graphic pictures I adore!
I like them more if they’re hard-core.
What could be more fitting than Tom Lehrer’s “Smut!” here?
Maybe his version of “Be Prepared”?
It’s not smut without warning, now that we’ve been warned.
Also, I wonder how poor Amber is doing right now. In the rain. Clinging to a truck.
DAMN YOU WILLIS! Now I must get a subscription to PORN PORN PORN.
I need to start following the Tumblr. I’m missing stuff!
Scenery porn!
As a precursor to regular porn! (on Tumblr)
You mean something like this?
http://itswalky.tumblr.com/image/73773168268
Safe for work.
More like this.
(Also safe for work. However, the image link on that page is not.)
Walky has Dorothy all wet… and nothing sexual has happened yet
Armed with Amazi-condoms, Walky is set…
He’s gonna get lovin’ I bet, I bet!
It’ll be a decision they won’t regret!
But if he knocks her up, she will take him to the vet.
wat
Knowing Willis, something is bound to cockblock Walky at some point.
The 17 pages of canonical pornography that Willis has put up on Slipshine seem to suggest otherwise.
I hate getting wet. Even just a little bit. Whenever it rains, I will make every excuse to stay inside, and if I have to go out, I will bundle up in thick clothing.
What I’m getting at is I think Dorothy is weird.
Very apt avatar for that. XD
It used to not bother me, getting wet that is, but as I got older, I find it more annoying these days.
Me too actually. Rain is a jerk, Dotty. And your approval rating will suffer until you agree.
I have no problems with the rain. <.<;
Walky, you have changed a lot in a couple of weeks.
Can’t stop the rain~
You can’t stop the thunda bolt!
and you cant stop it falling on the plane.
Or even on the plain.
We’re baaaaaaanging in the raaaaaaain!
Daww, that’s so cute.
“Baby, I-I-I can’t wait!”
Nu Shooz style. Dorothy’s new theme song.
I’ve done this before. It is quite fun.
Aww…. Young love. Running hand-in-hand in the rain.
Excuse me a moment…
*Blaaaaaaargh*
Now I feel better. =P
So Dorothy likes getting caught in the rain. But does she like piña coladas?
That comment took longer to happen than I thought it would.
Only in summer time.
Next page Joyce feels a disturbance. She doesn’t know what it is but all shall burn.
And she asks for Billies assistance so she can STAB EVERYTHING.
And then she gets Mike to punch Walky and Dorothy for being sinful. Which he was going to do anyway, but now The Lord is on his side.
You guys just got pwned by Amazi-girl, and you want to use HER condoms?! What if she planned for you to acquire them? What if she poked holes in them?
TThen I guess there might be nougat babies in their future.
I think they’re good. Amber seemed rather … hesitant when shown the condoms originally. If these had been ‘altered’ with malice aforethought one would think she would have had a cover story prepared and been more adept in delivering it.
Not to mention simple examination of the package would reveal any possible pinholes.
Why would one sabotage her own tools?
How elaborate a scene do you want. Simple, complex, or short story length?
All!
Simple: She did it to save the world. That’s it. You want more?
Complex: In order to save the world, he future self came back in order to create a time loop without the knowledge of her present self. By poking holes in the condoms, she would knowingly be adding a Walkerton into the future. Amazi-girl nor Amber would see Dorothy, as she was accepted to Harvard in two weeks time. She would decide to leave immediately, and while Walky was sad, would understand. Once Dorothy arrived, she realized she was pregnant. Unsure of how to handle this, and sure that it would reflect badly on her if it ever reached the light of day, she panicked. And that is when Ms. Future comes into the story. Again. Promising safety and secrecy, a deal is struck to throw her nine months into the past. Dorothy, unsure, accepts, knowing of no other sane options. She loses nine months of her life, and struggles with the dilemma of either raising the child, or going after her dreams. Eventually, in the dead of night, after she gives birth, she falls into a deep sleep, exhausted. She still does not know what to do. Amazi-girl steals the child, and Dorothy’s decision away from her. Taking the long route, Amazi-girl raises the child to be the ultimate warrior. And years later. When the war is raging, and the Emperor known only as M. Laughs like an asshole over the world, he grips Amazi-girl, and whispers. You failed. Before the final blow could be struck, she threw open a portal in time, and flew into the past. From the shadows, emerged a frail old Amazi-girl. And a young boy, named Bobby. Bobby Walkerton. The battle rages for a day and a half. Until, finally, Bobby is victorious. M is defeated. Yet, his generals still remained. During the day and a half of his occupation, Amazi-girl was given enough time to finally orchestrate the most brilliant, multiple assassination of all time. Slaying all of the Five Cent Generals, within a single minute. A single second.
Tired, she collapses. And slowly, dies. A smile on her face. The future is safe.
There are many details, here I will not mention. Those will come in the Short story version. Which may or may not ever happen. But if it does, it will be glorious.
GLORIOUS!
(gorious.)
Short Story Version:…
Sweet deal. Thanks for taking the time to write out this much. 🙂
She likes rainy days
I never cared for a rainy day
But she likes rainy days
And that’s my weakness now!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qju4tXpPoIo
Tell me about the rain, not about the fine weather,
Fine weather sicks me and sets my teeth on edge.
Blue Skies get on my nerves
For the greatest love I’ve had on earth
I owe it to the bad weather, I owe it to Jupiter
It struck me like a thunderbolt from a stormy sky.
She’s not gonna like the rain when she’s totally blind from it hitting her glasses.
Then again, maybe she has those acuview lenses?
Speaking as a person who wears glasses, let me assure you that this is a problem that is easily resolved.
As a person who wears glasses and needs to take them off in the rain, how do you resolve this problem? I MUST KNOW.
Treat ’em with Rain-X. Or wear a hat with a brim the correct way, with the brim facing front.
Or just leave ’em off. I’m nearsighted — so much so that I don’t need them for closeup work like at the keyboard right now — but not so bad that I can’t recognize objects at a distance. I could see, for example. someone crossing the street or an oncoming car; I just wouldn’t be able to read a license number or visually identify the person.
Doin’ it… in the raaaaiiiiiin!
I had a girlfriend once who “liked the rain”. I don’t think I ever took such a interest in a storm front before then nor since.
Water…whatever floats your boat.
…and that particular kink usually does!
Rain is awesome, as long as it isn’t too cold.
And gives the the perfect reason to strip down even faster.
It’s like raaaaaaiiin, when you’re goin’ to get laid,
It’s the sexy tiiiiime, when your headline ran away,
It’s the hanky-panky that just couldn’t wait,
But wrap it up or else…it’s babies….
It — It’s the rain. The storm we all have to endure. We hate it, but it’s every drop that runs down your face that traces out who you are, your shape. The storm shows me so much right now. I accept all I see. You are beautiful.
It’s the world that’s ugly.
I am going to copy and save this — even though it came from a webcomic. One of life’s great truths.
Poor slob,..
There’s a glitch in the matrix! They were at Wells and I think headed toward Read, but it looks like they’re running from Ballantine to Woodburn, and the clock is missing.
I feel like such an ass typing this. I’m sure you realized it. I mean it in good fun and poking fun at myself for noticing.
They are on North Jordan Avenue, just south of the library.
I love that this level of detail exists.
Have I mentioned that this comic (not this particular strip but the comic in general) makes me want to move back to Bloomington?
It does.
Backing up a little, what does it say about AG that she brands her condoms. I mean, that already have a brand name on them. It shows a commitment to her hero identity that is pretty psychotic.
As for the rain, rain with the right person is like a lot of things with the right person. If it helps put the two of you together alone, its all good.
How do you know she didn’t special order the condoms with her branding on them?
I saw that to be more like the stickers reading “Compliments of Representative So-and-so” that get put on the highway maps that our state legislators used to hand out. You know, “Courtesy of your friendly neighborhood Amazi-Girl”?
I don’t know if anyone else has said this before, but excellent research on the IU campus for your backgrounds. The last panel matches up perfectly to a location just south of the library on Jordan Avenue.
As far as cute DoA strips go, this is definitely in the top 3.
I don’t want to work
I want to bang on the drum all day
I don’t want to play
I just want to bang on the drum all day
Ever since I was a tiny boy
I don’t want no candy
I don’t need no toy
I took a stick and an old coffee can
I bang on that thing ’til I got
Blisters on my hand because
When I get older they think I’m a fool
The teacher told me I should stay after school
She caught me pounding on the desk with my hands
But my licks was so hot
I made the teacher wanna dance
And that’s why
Listen to this
Every day when I get home from work
I feel so frustrated
The boss is a jerk
And I get my sticks and go out to the shed
And I pound on that drum like it was the boss’s head
Because
I can bang that drum
Hey, you wanna take a bang at it?
– Todd Rundgren, “Bang On The Drum,” 1983
It’s the rain.
It’s the storm we all have to endure.
We hate it, but it’s every drop that runs down your face that traces out who you are, your shape.
The storm shows me so much right now.
I accept all I see.
Let’s sex, Dorothy.
So this is Walkys first time right? I do remember a comic where Dorothy began to strip for him but then again why am I asking questions about the sex lives of carttoon characters?
It will be. I think the night he spent with Dorothy was even the first time he’d slept next to a girl like that (since he felt the need to brag to an unimpressed Billie the next day).
You might be thinking of when Billie tried to put the moves on Danny.
Please, let this actually happen. This story is so depressing most of the time. I’d like to see someone get something nice.
You may want to check out Slipshine for your answer to that.
Let’s hope Walky paid attention in sex ed.
this just keeps getting more adorable
It would be nice if this works out, need a little happy here.
Mythology Gags the best lead in to Porn possible.
Man, only a 100 comments. Everyone must be signing up for a certain comic porn site.
Putting out in the rain beats rutting out in the pain.
I swear that this was funny before I wrote it down.
hoo boy
The hotness in the wetness, it will soon ensue.
Oh, what horrible double entendre I just accidentally do.
Was the rhyming accidental too?
(These lines rhyming is not accidentaloo.)
Intentional, but the original phrase was unplanned; just happened in my mind.
And I thought the realization best phrased as the rhyming kind.
Meanwhile, I’m going “YOUR PHONES ARE GETTING WET GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT”
Lifeproofed!
Hopefully their phones are meet IP67 standards.
http://aceeca.com/handhelds/ip67
And here I thought they were just going to do it right there.
Are they who you were going to draw if you had hit your kickstarter goal? I keep thinking you acted relieved when you didn’t hit the goal too.
Maybe. I wasn’t sure this event was going to happen close enough to the Kickstarter itself, so I might have done some other couple like Sal and Jason.
Look further up the comments. He totally dit it anyways, and is posting it toSlshine in about an hour.
Are the “Slipshine” panels going to become canon? And will it become necessary to have seen them in order to fully appreciate future strips, or is just knowing that Dorothy and Walky have lost their amateur status going to be good enough?
They are canon but they are not necessary for understanding the strip.
Walky’s DICK is a canon.
alright. I’ve missed like three days and i come back to this. Thank you Willis.
Is it wrong that I’m sitting here thinking, “Cue 80’s romantic power ballad!” and then being annoyed because I can’t figure out which one works best?
See, thinking about Willis, the only 80s song that comes to mind is “The Touch”, so…
Well, I’m sure Walky’s got the heart and will, but does he have the mighty hands of steel?
And, if so…kinky.
And now I’m feeling all deprived because the “other” strips were put up on Slipshine at a time when I don’t have the spare cash to subscribe.
I make it rain
I make it rain
I make it rain on dem hoes.
I first started reading ItsWalky! following a link with a ‘It’s the Rain’ picture on it. Waaaaaaay back in 2002.
12 Years later, more rain, more Walky love!
I love Walky! I love the Rain!