Well. That was an enthusiastic response. Not a single email. Thanks folks. You really know how to put things in perspective. That's alright though. Let me explain what we (Jackie and I) consider ourselves to be. We're visionaries. Geniuses. Imagine: a free comic on the internet! Shocking! Alright, so we aren't the first. But we are here now. And we're hoping to be one of the best. However, we need help. Your help. The promised synopsis will come soon. For now, let me tell you a little about myself and Jackie. Jackie's a sophomore in high school. I'm a freshman in college. About three months ago, I was up at one in the morning (which is pretty late for me) drinking something that had a rather high concentration of caffeine and reading webcomics. From times such as these are the greatest ideas born. The very first cavemen were probably hanging out in their... caves, I suppose you would call them, and munching coffee beans when one of them started jumping up and down hooting. He grabbed two sticks and rubbed them together until they burst into flame. He probably then declared himself king of the world, and when the other cavemen objected, he set their loincloths on fire. The ripe smell of burning leather filled the cavern as... but I have illustrated my point. Anyway, I thought to myself "I'm hungry." That's probably not completely relevant to the story I was telling. After I had stopped thinking about hunger, I began to wonder just what making a webcomic entailed. I came to the conclusion that you need several things before it can become an actual "webcomic." First, an artist. Somebody to make pretty pictures for the heathens to stare at as their brains slowly absorbed the complicated and brilliant dialogue. Don't worry - if you're reading this, you're not a heathen. Heathens don't read blurbs. Blocks. Blugs. Whatever. So I needed an artist. I knew several good ones, but the best one by far was Allora. She was busy, so I asked Jackie to draw for me. Jackie, thrilled at the idea, assented, and so Defated was born. Actually, it wasn't quite as simple as that, but I have written too much already, and I will explain the rest at another time.

Again, I make my silly plea for emails from people I don't know. Or people I do know, that want to tell me I'm brilliant so I can agree with them. I don't care, at this point. Just email me, please! skyflyeroi@yahoo.com