JBB COMICS PRESENTS!!!

When I was working on that photo meme last week, I found this pic in my Flickr page.

I wrote and drew these comic books when I was in grade school. (Because it would be very embarrassing if I just wrote and drew these last week.)

JBB were the first letters of my name, my brother's and my uncle's.

I’d use whatever paper I'd find lying around and draw with colored pens and stapled the pages together.

JBB COMICS had three titles back then:

COSMIC MAN, who rode the cosmos in his cosmic ship and fought evil with his cosmic gun and cosmic net and cosmic utility belt.

LIGHTNING HAWK, who got his powers after he was bitten by a hawk that was struck by lightning.

I had a team book called THE COMPUTER CREEPS. They ordinary computer parts that suddenly came alive when they were struck by lightning.(Yes, I wasn't very original back then.) The team was composed of The Monitor, The Keyboard, The Hard Drive, The MicroCHiPs (who rode on little motorbikes), and The Transformer (because the computer was a 110 that needed to be plugged to 220). They would all volt-in and become one big robot called Creepo.

Maybe I should bring these characters back?

Will I really find a publisher who'd want these titles?

Comments

Demontekken said…

not in a lifetime would i ever thought of such cool concepts and to think you were only in grade school then,you are truly blessed with the prowess of words sir. :)..nice info. when did you came up with Alexandra Trese?

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