Detective Ashton Cricket
English
Camp Calomine
WebComic - Gag-a-day
Counselor Charles loves nature. He loves camping. and he loves introducing fresh-faced summer camp kids to both. Now, however, his beloved Camp Calomine is under the command of "granola crunchy idiots" who know nothing about nature, camping, OR kids.....
Belza
WebComic - Crime
Belza is a cautionary, comic-based tale of what happens when you have unchecked childhood trauma, and when the truth is as black and white as you make it. This story not only focuses on the trauma, but also on the everyday lessons and growth that one person can undergo to emerge stronger on the other side.
QI transcending master
WebComic - Adventure
Dillion a 21 year old boy is transported to another world by a Goddess name fira she insists that he is the hero she was looking for. So they set out on a journey to save the world and discover the truth of the Taint
The Extraordinary Adventures of Average Joe!
WebComic - Unknown
Average joe was an ordinary john doe. Gamer, 260 punds, works a 9-5, super strength. Just your average joe in a chaotic world.
The Thieving Game
WebComic - Crime
Welcome to Riske High. An infamous school known to only have one graduate a year.
Remember, all staff and students must wear a school-approved band. If someone takes it, you're expelled. No questions asked. Oh, and you may or may not disappear to who knows where as well.
Welcome to The Thieving Game.
Updates on Mondays at 8pm cst.
Mushroom City
WebComic - Crime
Comic based on Nintendo characters, with a dark noir atmosphere. This series was released on 2014, when I manage a blog called feronycomics.
The Trailblazers
WebComic - Adventure
The hum was the first sign. A low, vibrating thrum that settled deep in the Trailblazers’ paws. Franklin the Fox, usually so keen-eared, barely registered it until it made the pine needles tremble. He glanced at Robbie the Raccoon, whose mask-like face was creased with concern.
“What is that infernal racket?” Bradford the Badger grumbled, emerging from his sett, dust clinging to his bristly fur.
Bruce the Beaver, gnawing industriously on a branch, simply twitched his nose. “Smells like… metal? And… fire?”