Kit Walker posted:

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Fallen

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Feet of Clay

carrionman posted:

Getting some major I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream vibes from the goofy service jerks punishment.

Giant Ethicist posted:

Giant Ethicist posted:

CrocodileKingSaysNO posted:

lmao

Fister Roboto posted:

Getting some major I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream vibes from the goofy service jerks punishment.

Tenebrais posted:

Modern Dennis has moved on from bullying vaguely gay-coded "softies" to tormenting unrepentant Tories, so he is good and cool now.

CrocodileKingSaysNO posted:

my next comic is gonna be the weirdest one so far, and i'm restraining myself from going all in on it out of politeness but it's an iconic scene and it was gonna come up eventually. it's not over the line it's just that unhinged jojo weirdness on full display. (dont know when it will be done but gonna try and finish by tomorrow night. feeling quite sluggish today so i might just do paneling and scratch out a rough draft for now then finish tomorrow)

Giant Ethicist posted:

Night Visitors

Giant Ethicist posted:

Night Visitors

ultrafilter posted:

What exactly is going on in the first panel here?

Kennel posted:

Tree Bucket posted:

The ibis is commonly known as the bin chicken, because they've adapted beautifully to city life by eating the most vile garbage imaginable. They've wound up being kind of the spirit animal or mascot of young people from cities, owing to their cheerful adaptability in an uncaring urban landscape and a certain elegance. (Threskiornis means "worshipped bird" if you want a measure how far the ibis' stock has fallen over the centuries.)

Tree Bucket posted:

I wanted to reply to the especially good stuff, but I ended up quoting every post, so instead of that, have five more Green's Birds.


Kangaroos are not rare, at all, but it's interesting how timid these deep-forest roos are. It's kind of spooky- you'll hear the snap of a twigs underfoot, a hollow THUD-THUD-THUD sound, and see a flash of grey. And that will be it.
The ibis is commonly known as the bin chicken, because they've adapted beautifully to city life by eating the most vile garbage imaginable. They've wound up being kind of the spirit animal or mascot of young people from cities, owing to their cheerful adaptability in an uncaring urban landscape and a certain elegance. (Threskiornis means "worshipped bird" if you want a measure how far the ibis' stock has fallen over the centuries.)

CrocodileKingSaysNO posted:

yes YES i can FEEL my brain SWELLING with bird factz

Drakyn posted:

Man, your raccoons are a lot more handsome than ours. I'm glad the young embrace them, as they should.
Your ravens are definitely creepier though - the li'l white-ringed eyeballs can't make seeing them chilling at the nursing home any more comfortable. Just out of curiosity, anyone local in particular you based the nonavian theropod on?
_{(the unironic completely best thing about modern taxonomy is i can't say 'the strip with the dinosaur in it' without including all five of the ones you just posted)}

Tree Bucket posted:

Just good timing, but most inland Australian birds seem to enjoy rain anyway!
Speaking of birb facts, this one photo is really... educational? So the WEH is perching on a eucalyptus branch to drink some nectar from the tree's flowers. There are dozens of species of honeyeater here and they mostly live off nectar. They're like hummingbirds, but much bigger and much angrier. They're really successful because, well, we missed out on the last lot of glaciers...
The continent is old, and was too flat & equatorial to get ripped up by the previous era of glaciation. So a lot of our soil is terrible. By European standards, the soil in my ironbark forest would probably be classified as gravel. On top of that, the weather is really unpredictable. But generally dry. As a result... see the leaves in this photo? They're thin, poisonous, and have a reflective waxy layer to deal with excess sunlight. Our inland plants are optimised around retaining water, with gathering sunlight a distant second priority. These plants are never short on energy, though, and so have wound up producing huge amounts of nectar to attract pollinating birds and mammals (who will also hopefully have a shot at any pesky bugs in the vicinity.) Nectar is practically the base of the food chain here. This is why there are so many species of honeyeater, and why the more shouty ones have prospered with the arrival of humans- who, for some reason, seem to enjoy surrounding their houses with a lot flowering plants...
Meanwhile, a few of the people I've taken to see the ironbark forest have remarked that it feels creepy, or haunted, or even has serial killer vibes. Ouch. But it's an environment where small plants grow in the shade of the bigger plants, because too much sunlight would kill them. Like it's the opposite of how our instincts say a forest should work. It's a genuinely weird place.
That's a lot of words. Hope that's okay!

Kit Walker posted:

Hell yeah



Kill Six Billion Demons
cw: gore




Alt: Running out of demiurges, might go to the shop to pick up a few

e: the "crimson eyed god" here might be a reference to the story of Aesma and the Red Eyed King from way back when. At least Jagganoth seems a lot more cunning than the Red Eyed King, who was powerful but little more than an opportunist. It took Aesma lifting the entirety of creation and threatening to beat the Red Eyed King over the head with it to get him to yield, but hopefully Allison won't have to go that far

Tree Bucket posted:

The best bird fact of all is to hold your hand out in front of you, palm up, and picture a pardalote nestled comfortably there. They really are tiny. I mean it's less of a fact and more of a daydream but

Tree Bucket posted:

...huh, that's a really good point re: raccoons. A lot of the ecological niches occupied by mammals elsewhere are occupied by birds here. I guess the mobility is a plus in a continent with more unpredictable weather? Another side of this, which comes as a real surprise to science nerd australians travelling overseas, is that often our birds are small. Our ravens, [black] swans and parrots are 2/3 to 1/2 the size of those elsewhere. Emus are big, but not as big as ostriches!
Blame the nutrient-poor soil, I guess.
And yeah the nonavian theropod is, vaguely, an allosaur, which is broadly accurate give or take a hundred million years. Basically an excuse to justify drawing ferocious dinosaurs in my peaceful fat birb comic.

Drakyn posted:

'Round here we've got chickadees for that, though I think they're a little bigger and much ballsier when tempted by seeds.

Drakyn posted:

ps exactly how good are ibises, comparatively, in getting into garbage bins? I think raccoons have more or less won their war with us insofar as we just accept they're gonna get in and we can only slow them down a little with greatly diminishing returns on effort exerted in bin design.

Ditocoaf posted:

Tree Bucket posted:

Kit Walker posted:

Alt: Solomon's No Good Very Bad Absolutely Awful Day

Tree Bucket posted:

The best bird fact of all is to hold your hand out in front of you, palm up, and picture a pardalote nestled comfortably there. They really are tiny. I mean it's less of a fact and more of a daydream but

...huh, that's a really good point re: raccoons. A lot of the ecological niches occupied by mammals elsewhere are occupied by birds here. I guess the mobility is a plus in a continent with more unpredictable weather? Another side of this, which comes as a real surprise to science nerd australians travelling overseas, is that often our birds are small. Our ravens, [black] swans and parrots are 2/3 to 1/2 the size of those elsewhere. Emus are big, but not as big as ostriches!
Blame the nutrient-poor soil, I guess.
And yeah the nonavian theropod is, vaguely, an allosaur, which is broadly accurate give or take a hundred million years. Basically an excuse to justify drawing ferocious dinosaurs in my peaceful fat birb comic.

Emzedoh posted:

Possibly related - New Zealand actually had no mammals except some bats before European contact, the native ecosystem was almost entirely bird based. The apex predator, for example, was Haast's eagle, a drat big bird and no mistake. They went extinct after humans killed all the moa, which were their primary prey.

Anyway, bird based ecology hi5.

Tree Bucket posted:

Ibis can't get into bins; they simply stick their beaks into whatever gap they can find and drink gratefully of the nectar thereof.
Sulphur-crested cockatoos, though, have learnt to open bins and are careful to pass this knowledge onto their offspring. Often just to spread rubbish all over the road. They combine this with their other fun hobbies like kicking plants off balconies, ripping pigeon spikes off buildings, taking exactly one small bite from each piece of fruit on a tree, getting drunk off grain from silos, and yelling BLAAAAAAGGHH at people. Youtube's full of this stuff.
Cockies are essentially four-year-olds with wings, a concrete saw for a voice and boltcutters for a face. My great-grandma had one for a pet, which outlived her and hung around the house like a particularly noisy & vengeful boggart.

Tree Bucket posted:

They ate moa!?
That's horrifying.
What's that NZ turbo-parrot again? The little green guys that strip cars down to the metal shell if left unattended?

Tree Bucket posted:

so beautiful


Ibis can't get into bins; they simply stick their beaks into whatever gap they can find and drink gratefully of the nectar thereof.
Sulphur-crested cockatoos, though, have learnt to open bins and are careful to pass this knowledge onto their offspring. Often just to spread rubbish all over the road. They combine this with their other fun hobbies like kicking plants off balconies, ripping pigeon spikes off buildings, taking exactly one small bite from each piece of fruit on a tree, getting drunk off grain from silos, and yelling BLAAAAAAGGHH at people. Youtube's full of this stuff.
Cockies are essentially four-year-olds with wings, a concrete saw for a voice and boltcutters for a face. My great-grandma had one for a pet, which outlived her and hung around the house like a particularly noisy & vengeful boggart.