I have a problem. This problem/addiction costs me a lot of money. For some their paychecks go to hard drugs, loose women, or sex toys that look like President Obama. When it comes to me laying down hard earned cash for something that I wish I could stop (but just can’t) it has got to be comics.
Every Wednesday I walk the two blocks to Central City Comics and pick up my pull for the week. This last Wednesday I snagged something random propped amongst the titles with big guns, big tits, and big pecks.
Orc Stain is one solid comic overflowing with refreshing art and a decent opening to a story which can only be described as metal with a pinch of heart. For a million millenia the world has dealt with the constant violence and general disorder that warring factions of Orc tribes have inflicted. Like clockwork these beasts turn on their own in order to be the next head honcho, thus no true progress is truly made amongst Orc-kind. Here’s where an orgasm inducing guitar solo sweeps through the sweaty jungles and the Orctzar comes into the picture. This cheiftan unites all of his fellow brothers in order to conquer the “older races” who have been able to fend off the stain of the Orc.
The other character we’re introduced to is One Eye, who the Orctzar is told he much search out in order to gain his “prize”. One Eye never bought into the whole idea of welding weapons and setting to slaughter just to make a name for himself; no profit in it. He instead puts to use his trusty ball bean hammer and sticks to cracking safes. Whoda’ thunk Orcs had any skills besides storming the gates of Helms Deep?
James Stokoe is the name behind this project. I don’t know much about him besides his skills in drawing, writing, and coloring the whole package. One of my favorites in comics is Eric Powell who has the same MO, which garners a bottomless amount of respect from this kid here. All that means is that I’ll be keeping my eye on Mr. Stokoe.
This is a recommendation for anyone who knows all the lyrics to the Metalocalypse theme song, saw their first animated boobs from Heavy Metal, or wishes Dio was their uncle. I got a lot of hope for this new read as should you, so scrounge up $2.99, go talk to Gus Foster at CCC, and pick it up. Reading comics isn’t just for kids, it’s for kids who are fucking awesome.
American Research Station Outpost #31 
