The big fight continues. Only a couple more pages left in this series until the senses shattering conclusion (Stan Lee always used to talk about “senses shattering”…maybe that’s why I’m so fucked up, all those senses shattering comics I read in the 70′s).

As you know I ran a little poll so that the readers could decide who the winner would be. I normally don’t like to decide a story by way of a poll but I wanted to get some reader involvement going on. With people submitting their votes it lets me know that at least a couple of people are reading the comic and are somewhat conscious of what’s going on in it. One of the reasons I have Blonde Marvel mirrored on Drunk Duck is that I usually get a fair amount of feedback from the readers there.  Here, not as much.

I’d love to find time to draw three different endings: a Blonde Marvel victory, a Victoria victory and a tie. Unfortunately I don’t have the time. I probably don’t even have the time to draw what I’m drawing now. There’s probably a whole bunch of important shit I ought to be doing instead of drawing nakid gurls.

Sometimes I think being able to draw, even draw badly, is kind of a curse. If I were “normal”—as so many people want me to be—I’d waste time in a “normal” fashion:  watching television and or playing video games. But since I can draw a little bit, instead of sitting in front of the boob tube, you can usually find me sitting at my drawing table drawing boobs. Or robots. Or ninjas.

I have an ending for this story which I think is pretty neat so please stick around for a couple more weeks. Thank you to UED Guy for providing a cheat sheet for Victoria’s uniform (with watermelons for reference!), which I used for this page (although I still took a few liberties).