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Denis Joesph Caron:
Art/Concepts/Web Design/Forum Contact: joseph@thereeder.com
It all started the year I graduated from High School when my friend Marc and I had to drive into a highly populated bunny area of Simi Valley, CA. I was tired and not to happy that I had to drive where ever the hell we were going at 2am. Then the pivotal moment that changed my life happened! A rabbit ran in the middle of the road RISKING ITS LIFE to get across to join its comrades on the other side. The clueless bunny decided to make this venture with out looking both ways and did not notice the looming force of a black Mitsubishi Eclipse speeding down the road. When he noticed me...it was too late... I am sure you are thinking "Wow, this guy just carelessly killed a rabbit!" Well YOU'RE WRONG! This daring bunny went full force down the road with me following close behind! I slowed my car down but as he was running from me he looked back and we made eye contact. This bunny was not going down that easily! He ran and he ran, directly in front of my car for a good 100 feet before he realized "Hey....if I run right... this thing wont follow me anymore!" So he veered off and he was gone. The laughter that followed was immense. I couldn't believe how long I followed him...and from here on out Marc and I started something called "bunny hunting," that shifted from following in cars to jumping out and chasing them! Sounds like quit the sport right? It was...till we ran into the shrine...YES A SHIRNE! There was a gazebo full of rabbits ready to wage war! The battle that followed was one of the world’s greatest wars! (Undocumented only because of the defeat of man kind of course) Yes, this is why I make comics... I don't know what i'm talking about!
Other than that, I am 20yrs old, a student at UCSC...and boring...
Myspace/Concepts/Maintenance Contact: austin@thereeder.com
When I was in High School I used to go to the gym up at the college by my house. I thought I was working out, but I really wasn't. I just did it to feel like I was doing something. One day when I was walking home from the gym I saw something. I was in the middle of the field and all I saw was a cotton ball far off in the distance. As I approached the cotton ball I realized it was a brown rabbit with a fluffy white tail. Because I like to do random things I began to chase the rabbit. I was zigzaging through the field crouched over with my hands in front of me trying to grab this rabbit. I chased the rabbit for a few minutes until it ran into a parking lot. The rabbit then ran into a bush. I began to search around the bush to see the rabbit. I was searching and then felt as if someone was watching me. It was getting dark and I looked up. In the parking lot was a man standing next to a car. He was watching me. I decided to ignore him and searched for the rabbit a little more. My efforts were fruitless and I gave up. I continued to walk home and came to an intersection. In the middle of the intersection a cop car shows up and turns on his sirens and tells me to go to the sidewalk. He rolls down his window. "What were you doing in those bushes over there?" He said. "I was chasing a rabbit." "... oh..." And the cop drove away. When I think back I must have sounded pretty weird and if I were him I don't know how I would have responded either. I guess this is also the day that my war with rabbits had begun (Side Note: One of the best songs to chase rabbits to is called "We Tigers" by Animal Collective). So that is my big rabbit story. That story lead to my friends Aldo and Justin creating a superhero comic about me. I was "The Reeder" and my enemies were rabbits (as well as my friend's alter egos aldo vicious and Mutant Marshmallow Man Mike). My super powers included growing grass, 56k, and many others.
The comic was short lived and later Denis decided to make some comics about us and decided to make us rabbits. Web Design/Forum
"This is slave labor." Marc... well, he's really lazy... but with out him and his knowledge of html we wouldn't have this site. It's coming up on a year now.. and Marc STILL hasn't written anything here... so... |
