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i spent the past month “promoting” my webcomic on twitter. (click through for the rest.)
Bokurano: Ours is about 15 children who save the world.
The above scene takes place roughly half-way through the story, during Yosuke Kirie’s arc. The manga itself is a bit of a misery-fest; you’ve got kids dropping all over the place faster than Homestuck on a busy update, and traumatic things happening to those kids in the meantime. But this arc stuck with me particularly.
Partly it’s because of Yosuke himself: here’s a child who is sad thinking of anyone who dies, in fiction or otherwise(which is sort of heartbreaking enough in itself) being forced to pilot a machine to kill people, in a ritual that will itself kill billions of people. And at the same time he’s dealing with these teenage feelings of confusion and nihilism: what makes one life more valuable than another; why should anyone be able to decide who should live and who should die?
It does that thing - high-level existential discussions set in an apocalyptic scenario where Large Things Fight Frequently - and I have a soft spot for it. To make the obvious comparison the other famous not-really-a-mecha manga: Yosuke’s reasons are much more compelling than Shinji’s, ‘cause they tie into a central human tragedy: there is no innocence. Our lives have already been built on death.
Full size here.
This is a response to the 10 or 11% of my ask box consisting of inquiries about pancakes, waffles and pancakes vs. waffles.
I promise I’ve been working on things that are at least a little less stupid than this too.
I never even realized that these two haven’t had a proper conversation in the story, which is probably why there was an inexplicable, gaping void in my life until today.
Lackadaisy continues to be the best comic I’ve ever read and the number one thing you should spend your Saturday night reading.
