January 28, 2003 was the coldest day of that year. It tore the Green family apart and only their 5-year-old son, Rory, survived. Now all that's left for Rory is his uncle, Todd Blue— a young, best-selling author rather unequipped for concepts such as "raising a child." From a world where colors are more than what’s in your eyes. It’s even in your last name!
[ This comic contains honest depictions of family trauma. Viewer discretion is advised. ]
I wrote a beautiful synopsis once, but it died. Like the kid's parents. And what a synopsis it was! My synopsis bore it all. Naked. Unafraid. It wasn't like the kid's parents. It didn't die and leave me to take care of its snotty kid. It was nice to me. It explained everything. It knew me. It WAS me.
What you know about gag-a-day comics are dead too. This comic is a lie, just like me. There's a plot, but it's not linear. Hope you can follow. I hope you can see me.
pomspom 3 years ago
Excited to read this again Chaotica!! <3 i have a love hate with mr blue
lovechaotica 3 years ago
I CANT TELL IF THIS IS REPLYING TO A COMMENT BUT POMMIE ILY THANK YOU
Swenyar 2 years ago
Great work, I shared it @comic_support on twitter