This is the last comic before Christmas, so we thought we’d pick a festive one. By “festive” I mean “it’s got a snowman in it”. That’s about as festive as I like to get. Bah, humbug!
Actually it’s quite cathartic publishing this one – this is the comic we were working on when we quit The Greys the first time round, about 15 years ago. It’s been in a state of digital limbo ever since: a CorelDraw 4 file being moved from drive to drive in a folder labelled “old_stuff”, surviving numerous upgrades that saw its siblings suffer from bit-rot, but never being opened, and never getting any closer to completion… until now. Now it can hold its digits up high, proud to have been finished. No, not just finished. More than finished. Because now it has been resurrected in vector nirvana, reincarnated into a better life. Now it can be so much greater than it would have been 15 years ago. Now we add Easter Eggs to our comics.
G1: These puny Earthlings are no match for our superior weapons
[In the background mushroom clouds can be seen, with numerous helocopters and tanks approaching The Greys]