Why I left Comics
Intro:
Hello FFN, Zackovic here. For those of you who might not know what this is about, I used to be an intense comic artist, largely based on parodies and gags. A lot of people used to like them, but then during the summer I made a switch to writing and slacked off on comics, thinking I'd eventually go back to it, and I definitely paid for it. I got so many flames just over the weekend, I can't even think straight. It pissed me off that so many people didn't respect my decisions to convert to writing and to take a break from comics. I really hated finding out that so many people only liked me for my comics, because it's the ONE thing that comes up on the list of things I hate: People who like you for what you have, not who you are.
Anyways, this next segment is a reply to those comic-moochers, it's going to be a really long rant, and I'm going no-holds-back, completely uncensored. And since FFN doesn't allow self-insert, I'm going to BEND THE RULES and insert my Koopa Avatar, Koopanada. Imagine him as a Koopa with a red shell, red T-shirt labelled: Awesome, jeans, red sneakers and a pair of white glasses.
With this out of the way, let's just get on with this.
