Being an effective agent is all about taking risks. And who better equipped to risk limb and limb in the pursuit of one’s adversaries than a hairy hunk of Bonobo with a love of pipes, sharp suits and the appreciation of a diet dominated by a concoction known as the Leaf Green Smoothie?
We’ve been so pleased by the warm welcome Bubbles O’Seven: Simian Agent, has been received by reviewers, bloggers and critics in the wake of a successful Kickstarter that funded his first mission to thwart the dastardly plans of Dr O.
Some would argue that if you can’t sell a monkey in a suit then you should move back to your regular schedule of advertising to the Trump-type demographic. On the other hand, people can be less-than-forgiving if you don’t get it right.
But from the crew over at the Awesome Comics Podcast, curious if the writer is as evil as her villainous creations given some of the detailed panels that artist, Matt Rooke, produced in the first instalment, to the chaps manning the podwaves at Inter-Comics Podcast appreciation of the lines, dialogue and the dedication to its source material, we feel very positive for the future of the series.
Pipedream Comics gave a writeup that made us smile and we’re looking forward to what Ed Fortune at Starburst Magazine and the guys and gals over at A Place To Hang Your Cape have to say.
All Kickstarter rewards for Dr O backers will be sent in the next few days. The Kickstarter for Bubbles second mission, BABOON TAKER, will launch mid-September and the writer is looking forward to sitting in on a podcast sometime during said crowdfunder with Awesome’s own Messrs Esmond, Hunt and Butcher.
For now, swing by Bounce Comics Shop and meet the Bonobo on his terms. He’s as charming as he is Chimp.
A FEW HINTS OF THINGS TO COME…
Lee Killeen (Kaiju Steel, Above Us Only Sky) is our artist for the second mission, Andy W Clift (Bertie Bear) will produce the cover, Mike Stock (what hasn’t he worked on?) has kindly agreed to do letters again and Mike Hartigan (Kiwi Crusader) will produce a pinup of our Episode 3 villain, Gareth the Gorilla in The Ape Who Punched Me.
Eight episodes in the series are planned, with our first artist and co-creator Matt Rooke handling the final instalment. With titles such as You Only Swing Twice, The Girl In The Golden Cage and From The Democratic Republic of Congo With Love, we plan on remaining homage-ful to the source material with an edge of originality that we hope will keep Bubbles’ enthusiasts engaged to the end. Much like the Bond franchise movies creative team, we will be mixing things up and there will be a different artist on each issue to keep Bubbles and his readership on their toes – the life of a secret agent is never dull after all!
The Bounce crew will next be attending NICE Con in Bedford Corn Exchange on 3rd-4th September. Hope to see some of you there, fellow agents!
Before MI7, Before SpIWIT, Before Bubbles…
It began as most things in this life do. With a conversation.
As obvious as it may seem, sometimes people forget. Conversations are formed from words. Words cohere into ideas. And depending on the motivation, ideas can be dangerous. Of course, the true nature of its intent is dependent on the wiring of those responsible for said idea. But when the conversation in question, held in a non-descript London pub over a casual pint of ale, between a Member of Parliament hankering for the good old days when Military Intelligence was more about preventing wars rather than starting them and an old dog with unfulfilled delusions of grandeur, you may as well crack open a flask of sarin.
Some folks just shouldn’t be let out in public.
“You want to revive MI7?”
“I do. Though obviously not under its original remit.”
His political companion took a long sip of his warming pint. “I’m not sure the party will go for it. I mean, weaponising…”
The former agent was dogged and not to be deterred. “British Intelligence has a long and colourful history of stepping out of its comfort zone and in doing so, changing the political and economic landscape of entire nations. Subterfuge with a healthy dose of cage rattling has yielded dividends for this country time and time again.”
“You’re contradicting your own argument, Giles.”
“Am I? Intelligence redefined by our design, Walter. Surely, a new method of subterfuge borne out of shaking off those comfort zones keeps our enemies their toes and us one step ahead?”
The MP mused. “You have a name for this little experimental project of yours? I’ll need to present something to my department head before we can even consider funding.”
Giles reached into the case by his side and pulled out a file. “The proposal is in there,” he said, sliding it across the table.
Walter tentatively reached for the brown unassuming folder, flicked it open and read.
The Species Intelligent Weapon Integrated Technology project was as mad as its proponent. But then, was there ever genius without some touch of madness? And since when has madness ever stopped anyone from doing anything?