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This comes to us (meaning me) from a Mr. Tom Martin, a devoted fan who's raised blackmail to the level of a fine art. As for this, he says he "labored over it for several hours, perfecting it in every detail, tuning himself out from his surroundings (the traffic) and sacrificing several human lives to preserve it." Or words to that effect.
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Yet another one from Tom, this time just a quick sketch he jotted down on a rag. Whatever this guy's on, I hope I can find some.
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And still another one from Mr. Martin. I do love the Zen-look Sandra has on her face.
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"< AAAAIIIEEE!! We must flee! Godzebra has come and there is no stopping her with man-made weapons! Surely our time has come! >" Then little Timmy saved the day with his childish innocence. This wonderfully frightening evil parrallel universe Sandra was brought to you by the ultimate fanboy Tom Martin, courtesy of Toho Productions and crappy Hollywood bastardization.
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Now, there's quite a bit of story surrounding this one... check out Miscellaneous Items or Other Comics for the rest. Quite a ride, I assure you.
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Old Tom sent me this after he launched Sandwich World. Sentimental lug... he had a whole section on Zebra Girl in the "About" page. Aww.
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Seems a guy called Cookie Mage won a date with Sandra... personally, I doubt it'll last. By this point she's probably got an allergic reaction to magic of any kind.
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And now Aeire of Xenith is movin' in on our girl! I dunno, I think she might be a bad influence...
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Heeeeeeeeavvvyyyyy. . .
. . . METAL . . .
 | Speaking of metal, check it out! Man, if there were a plausible explanation for this it would be so much fun to work out. I think, maybe, an advanced civilization from an alternate future finds Sandra's remains and, just for the Hell of it, makes an evil robot to send back in time! Why, if that didn't suck it'd be great!
but then, the same can be said of just about everything, really.
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 | What can I say. Tool and Jacob's first fan art. Look at 'em... they look practically made for each other, all psycho and creepy. These... these are what go into sweet memories.
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