Dear False Positive Readers,
This is Ashley Walton, Mike’s sister and editor of False Positive. I have really terrible, awful news and a tiny bit of good news.
You might have noticed it’s been a couple years since we’ve posted anything on this website. Well, brace yourself for the saddest update I’ll ever share.
Never open Pandora’s Box.
The mini-guy on the chair in the back is a nice touch.
Hang on, if the anti-gravity one wore off eventually, then wouldn’t he revert back to normal within a day or so (well, hopefully)?
Simply gorgeous artwork—I’m completely captivated.
Didn’t notice his face at first
Because he’s all face
And somewhere, the man who had finally invented a potion to woo the Vogon of his dreams was looking sadly at the suitcase full of clothes.
I find it more likely he’s thinking of all the effort put into sneaking it on the plan and thinking suddenly “What will my home planet think will I come home with THIS?!”
I’d like to see a continuation of this sequence
All I can say is; thank god it’s in black and white (and blue-ish grey)
anyone notice the fetus coming out of the giant mouth?
By help, he means kill, right?
I like how there are potions that not only alter his physical appearance, but apparently one can rip a hole in the fabric of space. nice touch, don’t normally see that in your everyday alchemical mixture
Wow. He DID become a monster! Nice!
The most horrifying thing about this indescribable body horror is that there are parts of him that are still recognizably human.
Actually looking closely I can see his leg is still normal from the last past page from where he fell on the case {the foot that got green stuff on it} and there looks to be a fully formed mini him in the back chair lol
You know you got fucked when you have a baby hanging from you and you have farted a wormhole in the wall.
Also notice the little dude chilling on the armchair not giving a fuck.
Mondays amirite?