R.S. III - Chill!

Word to your Mom, I came to drop smart bombs.

The good Sir R. Stevens III.

Another cartoonist I have never met nor seen.
His pixel pushings can be found at Diesel Sweeties or you can check his subconscious stylings @rstevens. 

The fortress in which he resides is built from video game cabinets and couch cushions, which has resulted in his body morphing into it's current shape. This allows him swift movement through the corridors of his marvellous manse. Unfortunately, it also makes it difficult to find a suitable mate as they must have a body consisting of 90 degree angles and hold a high score in Tetris.

In place of a moat he has constructed a massive barrier from comedy club brick walls, won as spoils during the Comedy Conflict (TM) of 2003. Although not participating directly in any skirmishes, Sir R., employed underground agents to procure the walls from Canadian mercenaries working on his behalf.

The costume adorning his cubic frame is somewhat akin to the Tardis employed by The Doctor in that it once had the ability to change shape but has become stuck in the form of a late 90's 'Home Boy' after a particularly bad Zima bender.  

Now that I have made up a bunch of BS about this amazing man, I fully expect to be notified by his lawyers before then end of this post. So, I would just like to say, thanks for reading this Mr. Stevens, It is truly an honour to be blocked on twitter by such a luminary. 

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~ Kev Ink