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What I Think About Stuff-stuff I'll Do When I Grow Up: Rise And Fall (part Two: The Grand Scheme Of Things)




“Before we can understand the way the totality of the multiverse works, we need first to be wary of it” Doctor Infinity, Sentinel Handbook, 1963


Stuff I’ll do When I Grow Up-Rise and Fall (Part Two: The Grand Scheme of Things)

The multiverse has proven itself, time and again, to be both a place of infinite opportunity, as well as home to unimaginable peril. Sentinel and the entirety of the Rise and Fall universe have faced multiversal threats time and again, coming to know their enemies, categorizing and studying both them and the worlds they have originated from.

It was during the 50’s, in the aftermath of World War 2, when Dr. Infinity and his Infinity Squad commenced project DREAMTIME, in an attempt to explore and further understand the multiverse that surrounded their continuum.

Doctor Ariadne Infinity, exploring the outskirts of Carcossa.


Project DREAMTIME began with a crude attempt to enter the multiverse via a fault in reality in South Africa, a few hundred miles southeast of Johannesburg (near the current location of Carcossa). The fault was artificially widened using experimental Infinitron technology, with the intent of allowing the exploration team to enter Earth 3-Epsilon and retrieve technology or a member of the native population.

Let’s not forget that, at the time, 3-Epsilon was thought to have been the only other reality and therefore considered unique.

It is unclear what exactly caused the partial collapse of the reality fault after Ariadne Infinity and the rest of the DREAMTIME research team crossed the threshold. Some blame an unexpected cosmic shift, others a possible reality storm that swept the universal membrane.

Occam’s Razor dictates however, to have been plain old crappy wiring.
The point is that the team was swept away and never reached 3-Epsilon. The gate flickered, the reality fault nearly collapsed and a possible disaster was averted when the installation was immediately shut down by on-site personnel.

Ariadne Infinity and her team were considered MIA, until she returned in 1961 through her entry point, carrying with her a compact version of an Infinitron gate generator. Of her original team, only two members remained, while she was escorted by Ulysses Infinity, a male counterpart of hers from Universe 1-Alpha. 

During debriefing, Ariadne recounted her adventures through numerous worlds in various states of evolution and history, with minor or significant fluctuations.


 She explained how Universe’s 1-Alpha Sentinel counterpart found and rescued them, allowing them a safe return to their continuum.

I was from these findings that the classification of any and all Earth-parallels began. The scale was called the Infinity Factor, in honor of the explorer who first dared the multiversal trek and was compiled as such:

Alpha: Any and all Earths that exist in a utopian state. This dictates both technological levels far surpassing that of the current continuum, as well as the elimination of most (if not all) major societal, economic and cultural crises that may befall it. The exact make-up of such society is irrelevant, but Alpha parallels are characterized by long life-spans and little to no poverty or crime. Alpha designations also take into account the fact that such a state of cultural balance was brought about by natural evolution and was in no way forced or is maintained by an external factor. They are largely stable.


Beta: Beta parallels are largely characterized by significant technological advancement in one (or numerous) fields of scientific research, in comparison to the current continuum. Betas are also characterized by a high concentration of superhumans who have been directly involved (in one way or another) with every important facet of society. Betas are usually ruled or managed by superhuman beings and are characterized by perpetual conflict between such beings that are either unfettered by human law or given extranormal authority. Certain physical laws also appear to differ from the current continuum or simply function in a different manner.

 Gamma: Gamma parallels are considered ‘vanilla’ or standard parallels, similar to the original continuum, with minor historical deviations. The superhuman population is small and controlled by human authorities. Technological levels remain the same. Gammas may also exhibit racial fluctuations, such as a world with small to almost non-existent Caucasian populations (15-Gamma), or cultural, such as a world where the dominant language of culture and commerce is Akkadian (9-Gamma). 

Delta: Delta parallels are dystopias. They exhibit similar technological advancements with those of the current continuum, but suffer from a severe historical deviation, which has allowed the formation and perpetuation of a global totalitarian regime or a similar state of governance, which abolishes personal freedom. Deltas are characterized by massive ecological disaster (6-Delta) or a severe deviation in individual morality, such as a lack of regard for the sanctity of human life (2-Delta). These are the most common.

World War 4 propaganda poster, circulated by the CentroEuropean Coalition (22-Delta).

Epsilon: Epsilon parallels exhibit no similarity to the current continuum. Their histories deviate wildly from the standard, exhibiting wildly different technological levels or a population and cultural shift that may not include humankind in its current form. In certain instances, Epsilon parallels may have no human population whatsoever during the entirety of its history (1-Epsilon) or its population may have been driven to extinction by either natural causes (8-Epsilon) or via external factors (14-Epsilon). Certain Epsilon parallels are highly aggressive and may attempt to invade the current or neighboring continuums, as in the case of 3-Epsilon. A small number of Epsilons may also exhibit fully superhuman populations.


Omega: Omega parallels are devoid of intelligent life. Some exhibit signs of the destruction of a civilization similar to that of the standard continuum (1-Omega), while others exhibit no sign of intelligent life whatsoever during their entire lifespan (7-Omega). Omega parallels are considered classified and out of bounds for unsanctioned superhumans.

Photograph of Infinity Squad researcher in the middle of a street in a 1-Omega major metropolitan area. Laboratory analysis has proven dust to be primarily composed of incinerated human remains.
The mapping of the Multiverse was not without its risks, however; a number of villainous superhumans, as well as dangerous entities made its way back to the original continuum (heretofore referred to as 1-Gamma). None of these threats was, however, as great or as all-encompassing as…

THE COSMIC CONJENCTURES

Three in total, these events stood for partial multiversal collapse or the merging of continuums in a violent, uncontrollable fashion. Cosmic Conjectures are, in a way, multiversal earthquakes.

Bullshit science with a hint of actual multiversal theory.
Theories on the link between Infinitron trans-multiversal travel technology and these quakes is so far, unfounded. As far as the scientific and superhuman community is concerned, most Conjenctures were natural occurrences, beyond human tampering.

The First Cosmic Conjencture: 

“This…we can’t handle this!” Titan, 1962

Occurring in 1962, the first Cosmic Conjencture was the cosmic equivalent of the Apocalypse. Ill-prepared for such a threat, 1-Gamma experienced the simultaneous bleed of three realities in the same continuum on the 6thof February, 1962.

9-Delta (a parallel under the sway of a totalitarian regime, originating from a 20thcentury Roman Empire in the brink of collapse), 6-Epsilon (the parallel capital continuum of the Carnivore Junta) and 2-Omega (a parallel populated by a single sentient black hole), bled into 1-Gamma.

Sentinel, enlisting the help of every superhuman in the planet, launched an attack that drove back the forces of 9-Delta and quickly stemmed the tide of 6-Epsilon’s attack in the Middle East.

Rog’Fash, Imperator of the Carnivore Junta

It was contact with 2-Omega that nearly destroyed 1-Gamma and caused significant destruction. Through the concerted efforts of the Titan family

And the sacrifice of Anastas and Akulina, parents to the current Titan,during the collapse of the sentient black hole

The threat was eradicated and 1-Gamma found itself in dire need of reconstruction and setting up defenses for just such an occasion. It was twenty years before…

The Second Cosmic Conjencture:

January 2nd, 1981; 20 miles east of the coast of Barcelona

On January 1st, 1981, Sentinel received reports of reality shifts across the coast of Japan. By lunchtime, the entire Island had gone dark. By 12 am Greenwich mean time, a distress call from Seoul was directed to Sentinel, describing a swarm of metallic, insectoid beings blasting their way through Busan.

By 1 pm, when Sentinel had arrived, the city had been leveled, replaced by a crude xenoforming factory that had already drilled several miles into the earth’s crust and was using the area’s ore reserves to generate more of its monstrosities.

While Sentinel spent its time fighting the Von Neuman machines, a secondary attack was launch from 6-Epsilon, a parallel populated entirely by superhumans. The secondary attack was fierce and commenced in Barcelona, where a smaller team of superhumans (Headed by the Keymaster and the Frontliners) held their ground until help arrived.

It was later revealed that the conjencture was a concentrated effort of parallels 5 and 9-Epsilon, in order to take over the parallel, each for their own ends. For 9-Epsilon, the need to abduct superhumans and harvest them with the intent of manning their multiversal war machine. For 5-Epsilon (a parallel long since overwhelmed by Von Neumann engines of destruction), another staging point to continue their perpetual war against every lifeform.

Vagan-Of-Tears, God-King of 9-Epsilon.

The Second Cosmic Conjecture resulted in near total obliteration of 1-Gamma, which held its ground. Sentinel and the Frontliners fought the hardest and finally drove back the collective forces, buying time until the reality fault was finally sealed for good by the Infinity Squad.

Third Cosmic Conjencture:


1993. Sentinel is in tatters after their conflict with Kuan Yin. The Fronliners are licking their wounds and mankind has not yet picked up the pieces from the joint invasion effort of two highly hostile Epsilon parallels.

It is unknown how or why Loug attempted entry in 1-Gamma. It is also unknown how it managed to rip its way across universes and cause massive damage to the multiversal infrastructure.
What is known is this: Loug had come for 1-Gamma, to destroy and feed off its fear and ravage and drink on the life-blood of its suns and it would not be denied its prize.

1-Gamma held its ground this time. Earth fought with extra-solar superhumans as its allies

Lumus of the Sun-Men chief among them.

While enlisting the aid of friendly Alpha parallels. Loug, proving itself far beyond even their combined effort, required a massive attack with the intent of forcing the creature into a void-prison of Keymaster’s making (his and his 1 to 3-Alpha parallels), in order to trap Loug.

The being, now successfully held with its chamber, was later placed within 1-Gamma’s moon, under constant scrutiny.

Loug thrashes and crashes its ever-shifting body within the confines of its prison, seeking for a way out. It hungers and dreams of disaster and the honeysuckle-sweet terror of every conscious mind that was denied it…

Welp, with pretty much every question answered, I guess it’s time to finally meet…


Our protagonists.

Tune in next week, for part 3.

Addendum:

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What I Think About Stuff-the One By Rick Veitch





The One By Rick Veitch or Comic Books that Must Survive the Apocalypse, Part 3.

Back in my Alan Moore’s MiracleMan review, I mentioned my Frankesteinian approach to bringing a perfect comic book writing homunculus to life. I would use parts from a number of esteemed comic book writers, however I failed to mention Rick Veitch. 

This was intentional.


Oh don’t look at me like that, Rick. You’re breaking my heart…


It’s because I could not, in any way, bring myself to even consider disturbing Rick’s possible grave. It’s because I could not bear the thought that I’d crack open his coffin and look at his withered remains and reach inside and rip off his glorious brain. Why?


Mostly because mere exposure to it would melt my face off.

Because Rick Veitch’s imagination and creative prowess is so great, that even Alan Moore admits that he feels intoxicated, awed even, at the end of each and every one of their exchanges. Because the man can produce trippy, wonderful ideas en masse and just imprint them on paper and make them stick with you. 

In other words, because Rick Veitch is so goddamn talented, his comic books are like space parasites.


The kind that wraps its tail round your spine and gives you dioramas of unimaginable beauty in exchange for bits of your delicious brain matter.

Am I singing too much praise to Rick Veitch? Well yes, you could say I do. Are you feeling intimidated by its sheer volume, starting off even before I even get a chance to present the man to you, the reader? I guess you’d be right.

So befor we get to the main event, let’s start by discussing:


Read this in the shrillest, most annoying voice you can conjure from your throat.

WHO THE HELL IS RICK VEITCH AND WHY SHOULD I, THE AVERAGE COMIC BOOK NERD KNOW HIM?

Because he’s affected the pop culture that you obsess over in more ways than you can possibly imagine, you uninformed dweeb. 

Rick Veitch was born on the 7th of May in 1951 and along with his brother Tom, they’ve cut a swathe of creative destruction over the comic book landscape. Rick Veitch is mostly known for his work in the underground and alternative comic book scene.


But you probably haven’t heard of it, because they haven’t made a movie for the internet to exploit with useless memes and cat versions yet.

His work includes such delightful dreamquests as Maximortal, Abraxas and the Earthman and of course, last but not least, the best Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles comic book run conceived by man to this day.


It reads like the Seven Samurai, only scored by Quentin Tarantino with Special Effects by Jim Henson. You can safely surmise that the ink used in the original pencils is probably human.

Rick Veitch made TMNT popular in the underground scene, laying the foundation for them to reach the mainstream so that a bunch of you ungrateful bastards can now spend your days dreaming about how awesome that Saturday Morning Cartoon was.

Well guess what, folks? Without Rick Veitch, you’d just have spent your lives without it. Perhaps you might have ended up watching GI JOE reruns and ended up half-crazy, shooting your laser rifles at terrorists that never fucking existed.


Secretly thinking this loser as the mastermind behind 9/11

Rick’s work is groundbreaking, powerful and has served to affect the comic book scene (or, to be specific, the minds that shaped the comic book scene). His work is cited as a source of inspiration by scores of artists and his drawing and writing has appeared in a great number of series, mostly by DC comics. 

The series include Alan Moore’s Swamp Thing run 


The series which turned the Swamp Thing into a god in its own right and made him earn the damn title, page by bloody page.

JLA’s Rules of Engagement


The only comic book miniseries that could take JLA One Million in a fight.

And of course, the last and final word on the Man from Krypton, Whatever Happened to the Man of Tomorrow?


Superman died in this one. No, really. Who’s this guy Doomsday everyone keeps talking about?

To name but a few. His work is legion and you’d best start soon, before you die unfulfilled, thinking that the goddamn Avengers is the absolute pinnacle of what comic books superheroes can ever hope to achieve.


Voices of nerds shouting out their joy of acknowledgment were drowned out by the multitudes of fangirls fapping in unison.

His work mostly deals with spiritualism, the human mind and always serves to push the boundaries of what the comic book narrative can give you. In many ways, Rick Veitch was among the first to have attempted to reach the actual viewer with his work, way before the whole 4th-wall-collapsing effect became a goddamn industry mainstream in the mid-90’s.


And this concludes the final goddamn time I acknowledge anything good about the Filth.

He mostly brings about this message by adhering to a very basic trope of his, one that he has learned to hide behind layers of narrative in his later work, but simply spills out of the page in some of his early works like The One.

That’s the idea that superhumans aren’t human. Sure, they walk like humans, they cross the street and shit like humans, they even make sounds that are essentially human speech. But God have mercy on your poor soul if you fall for their ruse for even one damn second.


Smart move, lady. Keep pissing the superhuman that just fused coal into diamonds with his bare hands off, I’m sure that will work out just fine.

Be they gods, aliens, mutants, intergalactic cops or products of genetic manipulation originating froma  lab, what’s important is this: They are not like us. They merely look the part. Sometimes they are far mightier than we are. Others, they are a danger that we must band together in order to face. 

Either way, they were never meant to coexist, or mingle with us. They were never supposed to mix with us and keep protecting us or fighting our battles against cosmic entities for us forever. In his work, we see that people who associate (or even are caught in the path of) superhuman beings end up with superhuman abilities of their own, or trampled in the dirt along with the rest of the cattle.


Superman doesn’t seem all of that justice-y and white bread-y now, does he?

The One uses this trope as a basis for its narrative, along with a series of others. It meshes its ideas in an excellent blend that has made me fall in love with this comic book since the day I first read through it. 

So without any further ado, let’s jump into The One:

This is Itchy Itch:


He makes Lex Luthor look like a bitch

He’s the richest bastard in the known world and he’s about to start off World War 3, threatening to end human kind in a blaze of nuclear fire. The little people screaming at him are the President of the United States and Premier Kubalov, lader of the Soviet Union.

Note how idiotic and unimportant they appear in this frame. This is mostly because they’re about to set off the apocalypse, but in a manner and form that no one could have predicted.

Meet the One:


He’s a lot like Woody Allen, only minus the incest and the sucking.

He may not look the part, but he’s the ultimate superhero and humanity’s only hope to survive the coming disaster.

Cower in fear in the presence of The Other:


And they said Nyarlathotep was scary.

He’s the ultimate supevillain, the darkness in the human soul, the screeching ape from which we keep telling ourselves we outgrew, so we can sleep at night.

And now, for the superhumans:




You thought there was gonna be spandex and silly punch outs, didn’t you?

The inhuman monsters of the US and the Soviet Union, unleashed upon humanity, that serve to initiate the apocalypse unwittingly.

The One is a story about humanity’s death and subsequent rebirth as something greater than its whole, both in the hands of the One, as well as the Other. It’s a crash course in spiritual evolution.

But enough with the geeking, shall we? I keep telling you how awesome the damn thing is and so far I haven’t listed one flaw. Well that’s mostly because I was hard-pressed to find any flaws in the damn series in the first place. It took me a long while to remove my rose-tinted glasses and look at this whole thing as objectively as possible but in the end, I did it.


All I had to do was rip my beating heart from my own chest for a while. Why couldn’t I think of that earlier?

·         The One is an in-between narrative product:

The One was written in the 80’s and it’s a product of the time’s irrationality. It deals with the imminent threat of nuclear war, as well as the coming apocalypse that loomed heavily over mankind’s collective heads at the time.

It was an imminent event that had very nearly destroyed us all a number of times and it had planted itself inside our minds so deeply, that you couldn’t find any work of fiction without stumbling onto post-apocalyptic holocausts.


The One: dealing with the impanding nuclear apocalypse through pop culture before it was cool.

The One is exactly one such product of its times, but it seems unable to focus. Is it a piece on the apocalypse? Is it a piece on the transmutation of mankind into a new, greater whole? Is it about humans becoming more than what they are? Is it socio-political in nature, dealing with the maddening stupidity of its time?


Or is it about plain old hallucinogenic drug abuse?

The One deals with a number of heavy subjects, which it tangles with and then discards in breack-neck speeds. The comic moves from a Cold War focus, to spiritual evolution, to superhumanity and resolves itself so fast that you barely have time to wrap your head around its themes.

·         Too much conspiracy.

The One is a piece whose sole purpose is to parody human values. It presents the richest man in the world living like some meth junky in a crack house, the President of the United States as a sex-starved voyeur and the Premier of the Communist Party as a lecher.

Once it’s done doing that, it points out how they’re all knee-deep into forbidden science, then forgets all about it, then reintroduces it as a plot point, then remembers that it’s a plot point somewhere along the line and then completely forgets about it, up until the last two pages, where we find out …


Ermahgerd! Censpiraceh!

The genetically manipulated American superhumans are the result of illegal experiments. And why the hell is that important, exactly? Actually, scratch that. There’s a ton of other conspiratorial crap that shows up in The One like the one pictured above that we’re supposed to give a crap about. The question is why?

For God’s sake, there are superhumans tearing the Earth apart and immortal spirits fighting over us! The Earth is a living being! There are mile-high shoggoths! Why should we even waste pages on what the little people think?

·         The Superhuman Battle:

This isn’t so much a flaw, more like a personal observation of mine. Remember how, previously in this review, I showed you some excellent scenes where the superhumans ripe the shit out of Manhattan? Wanna know exactly how many pages long this battle is?

10 pages. Ten. Goddamn. Pages.


Packed with enough awesome to cause spontaneous beard generation.

They’re the best 10 pages of a superhero fight I’ve ever read, truth be told, which is why I was disappointed by their lack. They’re powerful, they’re perfectly paced, they’re violent as all hell and I haven’t found any better comic book fight scenes to this day.


Works of art like Kingdom Come’s epic brawl don’t count as comics.

So why is there so little of it? Couldn’t we get oh…I don’t know…maybe five pages more? Just five more pages of this glorious bashing to help blast our brains into orbit? I understand that The One was never about superheors punching each other but you know what? You shouldn’t have made the fights this damn good then, Rick Veitch.


It’s all your fault, you talented bastard.

So this is my opinion on The One. Is it trippy? Yes! Is it chock-full of cleverly placed symbolism? You bet your ass! Should it be placed inside a vault and stored there for future generations to ponder over in an attempt to discern our mad little culture?

Yes. Yes, a thousand times Yes.

What kind of food would it be? I’d say just a plain old dish of Buddha’s Delight, made out of fresh materials and cooked with love and devotion by a caring chef.


Laced with copious amounts of peyote, programmed with powerful zen koans.