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I said I was going to wait to do the next two at once, but it’s tough to sit on them for long. This was actually the first one in forever that I had to do multiple revisions of. I crumpled up my first attempt after it was completely inked.

I’ll start this off by paraphrasing Raul Julia as M. Bison in the 1994 Street Fighter movie. For you, the day Joseph graced your SFIV Tournament was the most important day of your life. But for me, it was Saturday.

It’s true, Street Fighter IV‘s rabid grip on the world has extended to Hoboken, NJ, and the tiny, nook-like Gamestop here participated in the nationwide tournament this past Saturday at 2pm. Having spent a decent amount of time preparing, I went to the store with Pat and Dan, each of us certifiably Tuff E Nuff to roll with the rest of The ‘Boken.

Being roughly the size of my bedroom, which in turn is roughly the size of a thimble, there were only about thirty people that could safely fit in the back of the Gamestop, but each represented a crucial slice of the gaming spectrum. There was, for instance, Strange Black Guy That Talks Like Baby Huey and, for your pleasure, Meth-Addled Brian Crecente. I’ll simply call my third round opponent “Fing’r Les Mittens,” because that is precisely what he wore while fighting me.

Yes, The Good, The Bad and the Sweaty were out in full force, and they were the only thing standing between us and the Round 1 prize: a headband and some armbands.

Once the dust settled, we left headbandless (it’s okay, I already had one) but with great enthusiasm. Dan got knocked out in round one, Pat made it to round three, and I made it to the finals only to be knocked out in the last round of the match by my opponent’s Sagat. “I almost won Hoboken,” I exclaimed to all that would listen, but no one cares about almosts and couldas when a Round Two trip to the luxurious Lyndhurst, NJ Gamestop is on the line.

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Here’s another one. I think this might be the best page of Gas Baby?

For those interested, this is the layout I whipped up beforehand on a small piece of notebook paper.

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About halfway through this one I was thinking it would be the last full color page, but now I really like how it turned out, so I may be in it for the long haul. This also marks the 600th entry here, so do a little dance after you’re done with the comic.

For those of you that don’t give a flippin’ spit about gaseous babes, I promise this won’t be all I post from here on out, I’ve just been kind of busy this week.

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It’s been a few years, but Gas Baby is officially back in action with the first page of Chapter Five: Blood Brothers. This one promises the most action yet, so stay tuned for more, and everything that precedes it is available right here.