EV #59 "And so it begins..."
This is the first installment of a continuing story which will start now and continue weekly into the foreseeable future.
Quite like strips from my previous attempts at a story, this is a bizarre and quaint joke. Quite unlike strips from my previous attempts at a story, this has nothing to do with Eevee Party and does not feature Alek holding a letter shaped like an Eevee's head. I'm breaking barriers here, what now?
It is here that I introduce a character I came up with a long time ago. Fenic, the one in the wheelchair, was the second Eevee character I came up with. I wanted to make a character who was mentally brilliant while physicaly frail. My original designs had him very thin, without much fur, and blind gray eyes. He was a telepathic, telekinetic, and clairvoyant phantasm, intended to carry an air of gristly mystery -- to contrast the various happy and colorful characters at the Eevee Party.
I had a morbid sense of epic.
I named and modeled him somewhat after the fennec, a species of fox. There was probably no significance to that beyond the fact that I have an affinity for foxes.
|Such noble creatures, aren't they? ¬|
It was after I invented the character Sandy that I decided to make Fenic her brother. This was, mind you, a fair while before I introduced her on this blog. In fact, she and Fenic were both intended to make appearances on the fist story arc.
I made some massive changes to Fenic's design. He is still telepathic, no longer blind, and now bound to a wheelchair for medical reasons (the details of which you'll probably have to keep following us to learn).
See you next Monday. Bright and early, I hope.
Fenic: "You've been staring for twenty minutes. What's going on out there?"
Sandy: "The grass. It's moving."
Fenic: "This is why nobody comes over..."