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Devin Welborn
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Cartoonist and horror dork who loves tacos but would marry a pizza.

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November 28, 2025 at 3:58 PM
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November 28, 2025 at 3:28 PM
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Plate of Misery (4/5): The Aftertaste
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Panel 1: INT. Cerebra Office—Day Mike slouches on the couch. Mike: It was over, Bill. The perfect plan. No peas. No problem. Dr. Bill: (OP) And yet, clearly, there was a problem. Panel 2: FLASHBACK: INT. Dining Room—Night Mike freezes at the dinner table, staring at the pile of peas his mom pours on his plate. Mom: Weirdest thing. The pantry peas were gone, and Star-Mart was completely sold out. So I borrowed some from the Hendersons. Caption: No matter what I did… the peas found their way to my plate. Panel 3: Close-up of Mike’s face as his spoon trembles in his hand. Mom: (OP) If you want to make the dance… Dad: (OP) …Eat up. Caption: That’s when I knew the universe fuckin’ hated me. Panel 4: Mike attempts to swallow the peas whole, chugging his milk. SFX: GLUG GLUG GLUG Mom: (OP) What are you… Caption: I just wanted one dance. One shot. So I swallowed those damn peas whole. Panel 5: Explosive projectile vomit shoots across the table—milk and peas everywhere. SFX: BLUUUUUURGH Mom: (screaming) Michael! Panel 6: INT. Mike’s Bedroom—Night Mike sulks on his bed. Mom: (OP) You’re grounded! No dance, no TV, no nothing! Caption: The peas always win. Panel 7: Mike slips out of his bedroom window, determined. Caption: I didn’t rob a grocery store, choke down a pile of peas, and puke my guts out for nothing. I was going to that god damn dance. Panel 8: EXT. School Gym—Night Mike stands there as Jenny leaves the gym laughing hand-in-hand with a tall older kid. Caption: And just like that… the universe doubled down. Panel 9: Back to Dr. Bill’s office. Dr. Bill takes notes as Mike leans over, annoyed. Dr. Bill: So… she left with her boyfriend? Mike: Her ex-boyfriend. Dr. Bill: Not anymore. Mike: You’re a dick, Bill.
November 26, 2025 at 3:18 PM
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Plate of Misery (3/5): Mission Improbable
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Panel 1: INT. Cerebra Offices—Day. Mike: We waited until midnight. Steven had the keys, and I had… destiny. Dr. Bill: Sounds to me like you’re describing a felony. Panel 2: EXT. Star-Mart—Night. Mike and Steven stand in front of Star-Mart’s side door dressed in makeshift spy gear. Caption: I did what I had to do. Steven: Are you sure about this? Mike: Tonight we change the course of human suffering. And tomorrow, maybe second base. Panel 3: INT. Star-Mart—Night. Mike stands, holding open his hand-drawn map to Steven. Caption: It was a plan born of desperation… Mike: Operation Fuck Peas is underway. Steven: You need medication. Panel 4: Mike and Steven grab shopping carts from the front of the store. We can see shadows in a window in the background, along with muffled giggling. Caption: …And pure teenage lust. Mike: I’ll take the canned, you get the frozen. We’ll divide, conquer, and meet in the back. Panel 5: Mike and Steven freeze, staring at the shadows behind the window. They are clearly undressing. Steven: What the fuck? They’re still here? Mike: Chill, dude, destiny’s working for us. Stick to the plan. Panel 6: Canned vegetables aisle. Mike stands in front of a wall of canned peas. Caption: This was war, and I wasn’t taking any prisoners. Mike: Behold the green menace. I’m going to murder every single one of you bastards. Panel 7: Mike starts dumping the peas into the shopping cart. Mike: Nothing will come between us, Jenny. Not parents, not God, not legumes. Panel 8: Steven pushes his cart full of frozen pea bags, and it lets out a loud squeak. SFX: SQUEEEAK Manager: (OP) Did you hear that? Steven: Abort! Abort! They’re coming! Panel 9: EXT. Star-Mart Back Lot—Night The boys crash through the emergency exit—siren blaring. Peas explode everywhere. SFX: CRRRASH! WAAAAAOOOONNNNG! WAAAAAOOOONNNNG! Panel 10: INT. Back to Dr. Bill's office. Dr. Bill looks up from his notepad. Dr. Bill: I’m starting to think your real problem isn’t peas… It’s your judgment.
November 19, 2025 at 3:17 PM
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Slow Pokes #tbt #webcomics
November 13, 2025 at 5:03 PM
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Plate of Misery (2/5): Green Ops
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Panel 1: INT. Cerebra Offices—Day. Mike fidgets with a pencil on the couch. Mike: I realized if I tossed the pantry peas, she'd just buy more. So I hatched a plan, a pea heist. Dr. Bill: You realize how insane that sounds, right? Panel 2: FLASHBACK: INT. Middle School—Day. Mike walks with Steven down the hall. Steven: Why not just tell her you hate peas? Mike: She doesn’t give a shit, dude. She gets off on watching me suffer. Panel 3: Mid-shot. Steven frowns. Steven: But you’re talking about committing a crime. Mike: I’m talking about Jenny Lark. She said she’d slow dance with me on Friday. I’m not missing that. Panel 4: In front of Mike’s locker. They stop, Mike’s desperate. Mike: I need your help. I’ll never be able to eat those peas… and I’ll never get my hands on Jenny’s hips. Panel 5: Steven shrugs, reluctant. Steven: Fine. But if we get caught, I’m gonna shank you in juvie. Panel 6: Mike holds out a hand-drawn map of Star-Mart. Mike: I got it all mapped out. Your mom clocks out Thursday. We snag her keys, get inside, and we clear the shelves. Steven: She passes out on the couch after a few Jack and Cokes. Should be easy to lift. Panel 7: INT. Back to Dr. Bill's office. Dr. Bill leans forward. Dr. Bill: So you recruited your best friend to steal his mother’s work keys so you wouldn’t have to eat vegetables? Panel 8: Mike snaps back from the couch. Mike: It wasn’t about the peas, Bill. It was about Jenny Lark’s hips. Dr. Bill: I've treated addicts, arsonists, and a kid who ate drywall... but weaponizing friendship for a pelvic acquisition? That’s new.
November 12, 2025 at 3:28 PM
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November 12, 2025 at 5:01 AM
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Adulting Sucks #tbt #webcomics
November 6, 2025 at 4:44 PM
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November 6, 2025 at 4:42 PM
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Plate of Misery (1/5): PeaTSD
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Panel 1: EXT. Cerebra Offices—Day. Mike (OP): I hate the holidays. Travel, fake smiles, family guilt trips… but mostly, I hate the peas. Dr. Bill (OP): The peas? Mike (OP): Yeah. The little green bastards. Panel 2: INT. Mike slouches on the couch, arms crossed. Dr. Bill (OP): You're saying your mom still makes you eat them? Mike: Every year. She piles them like she's testing me. Panel 3: Close-up of Mike. Mike: You think I'm overreacting, don't you? Dr. Bill (OP): A little, yeah. Panel 4: Wide shot. Mike leans forward, dead serious. Mike: You wanna know why I hate peas so much? Dr. Bill: I'm billing you either way... so sure. Panel 5: FLASHBACK: INT. Dinner table—Night. Young Mike looks at his plate. His mom barks at him as his dad hides behind a newspaper. Mom: Michael, you're not leaving this table until that plate's clean. Young Mike: But they taste like dirt and death! Caption: It started when I was thirteen. Dad: Then eat them faster before they kill you. Panel 6: Close-up on plate (Young Mike's POV). A large pile of peas is on the plate. He gags dramatically, like he's dying. Caption: I tried to be strong. I really did. Mike (OP): Huuurgghh Mom (OP): Jesus Michael! They're peas, not poison! Panel 7: Mike's mom wags her finger at him. Mom: Every night’s a war with you. You want to go to that dance Friday? You clean that plate all week. Caption: The dance. Jenny Lark. Slow song. Destiny. I had to find another way. Panel 8: INT. Back to Dr. Bill's office. Mike sits back on the couch with his arms crossed. Mike: So yeah, maybe, I've got baggage. Dr. Bill (OP): Over peas? Mike: Don't you dare minimize this! Dr. Bill (OP): Trauma’s what keeps this office in business.
November 5, 2025 at 3:29 PM
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Run, Skrode, Run (6/6): Facial Evidence
November 2, 2025 at 3:06 PM
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Run, Skrode, Run (5/6): Karen’s Revenge
November 2, 2025 at 3:06 PM
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Run, Skrode, Run (4/6): Fur & the Furious
November 2, 2025 at 3:06 PM
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Run, Skrode, Run (3/6): Word on the Curb
November 2, 2025 at 3:06 PM
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Run, Skrode, Run (2/6): Dumpster Dojo
November 2, 2025 at 3:06 PM
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Run, Skrode, Run (1/6): Public Offender
November 2, 2025 at 3:06 PM
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October 31, 2025 at 2:36 PM
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“Darkness there, and nothing more.” —Edgar Allen Poe
October 30, 2025 at 5:15 PM
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“When there's no more room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth.” —George A. Romero
October 29, 2025 at 3:24 PM
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SCREAMish (4/4): Terms & Severance
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An 8-panel Spider Barks comic. Panel 1: EXT. Riley’s backyard. Murder Face stares at his glowing phone screen and Steve’s body is tied to a chair is in the background. Caption: Content has been removed due to violating community guidelines. Murder Face: I offered the algorithm a blood sacrifice, and this is how it thanks me?! Panel 2: INT. Riley’s kitchen. She holds a half-eaten slice of pizza. Riley: You didn’t read the fine print before selling your soul, did you? Panel 3: EXT. Silhouette of Murder Face is pacing; Riley is on the phone. Murder Face: They can’t silence creators like this! Riley: (on phone) You filmed a murder in 4K. Murder Face: It was educational content! I tagged it DIY! Panel 4: INT. Front door. Officer Brogan kicks in the front door with his gun drawn, a GoPro on his head, and his phone recording. SFX: BOOOOM Brogan: My patriotism was tingling, so me and my audience are here to rescue you, white lady! Panel 5: EXT. Murder Face is filming again. Riley: (OP) Backyard. Engagement’s bleeding out. Murder Face: I am the voice of the voiceless! I will not be silenced! Panel 6: Brogan’s live stream frame. We see Brogan through his YouTube frame with the channel logo in the bottom corner. Brogan: This is your bro, Officer Brogan, coming to you live from Merica’s Finest! Panel 7: Brogan holds his phone up for a close-up confessional. Brogan: Remember kids, justice is violent and terrifying, and this badge is a get out of jail free card. Panel 8: EXT. Back porch/back yard. Brogan charges through the back sliding door, gun firing in the air (Yosemite Sam style). Murder Face climbs the back fence while Riley watches from the kitchen window. Brogan: 50,000 likes and I’ll shoot this guy in the dick! Patreon members get the full unedited footage before the courts!
October 29, 2025 at 2:22 PM
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“Spiders are always big in the autumn: they've had all summer to grow.” —Alice Roberts
October 27, 2025 at 12:44 PM
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October 24, 2025 at 2:40 PM
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Therapy
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Jason Vorhees, holding a bloodied machete, stands menacingly in front of a rustic cabin.
October 24, 2025 at 2:25 PM
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Do you see me? #tbt #webcomics
October 23, 2025 at 2:58 PM
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SCREAMish (3/4): Sacrificial Content
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An eight-panel Spider Barks comic. Panel 1: EXT. Riley’s backyard. Murder Face stands over a tied-up “boyfriend” (Steve), filming on his phone. Murder Face: You should’ve come out, Riley! The algorithm demands a sacrifice! Steve: Bro, I just came for a study group. Panel 2: INT. Riley’s kitchen. Riley, looking out over the sink and out the kitchen window still holding her phone. Riley: Who is that even? Panel 3: EXT. Murder Face, indignant. Murder Face: Big guy, football jacket… Steve, your boyfriend, right? Riley (on phone): He’s not my boyfriend, we have theatre together. Panel 4: EXT. Murder Face, raising a phone like a ceremonial dagger. Murder Face: The gods don’t care! Sacrifice is sacrifice! Panel 5: INT. Riley smirks. Riley: Good luck getting views. October’s flooded with content. Panel 6: EXT. Murder Face freezes. Murder Face: Wait… this isn’t original? Panel 7: INT. Riley holds a slice of half-eaten pizza, smirking. Riley: Welcome to content creation. Panel 8: EXT. WIDE SHOT from Riley’s kitchen window. Through the glass, we see Murder Face on the porch, surrounded by ring lights. Steve remains tied to a chair while Murder Face rehearses poses. Riley: All that for… digital hearts?
October 22, 2025 at 2:28 PM