My dear, sophisticated, gorgeous reader, whose razor-sharp wit is matched only by your impeccable fashion sense; do I have something special for you. As I was finishing my last comic strip, which I don't think anyone got, and I'm not quite sure there there was anyhting there to get, I began to think. My readers, who have been conclusively proven to possess the highest intelligence quotients and the smoothest skin of those of any site on the internet, are probably burning with good ideas for what they'd like to see depicted in my stupid little web-comic. And before you could say the words "are you completely artistically bankrupt, Hjels!?" I had an idea.
Why not, since we've reached the tenth strip, why not throw it out to you to tell me what number ten should be? Whether you have a full script or just a general idea for QTMC 10, I want to hear it. The game you want me to make fun of is entirely up to you, the situation and the punchline, all entirely up to you. As long as you feel you want to contribute, let me know, either by
email, through
twitter or any other way the intertubes allows us to communicate.
The best entry will be turned into QTMC 10, complete with your name on it. (No money, I'm afraid.) If I don't get any entries, which isn't unlikely, I'll have to write it myself, and you don't want that, no sir. I have a pretty good idea for a tasteless, sexist, incredibly racist joke set in the ICO universe. To save the internet this indignity, send me your ideas. Now!
The contest will run for one week from today, or until I get any entries. I can wait all day.
