tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76106788377033398602012-02-16T17:47:18.045-08:00Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-13441875148270049612008-06-16T12:30:00.000-07:002008-06-16T12:32:12.238-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/SFa_bZiEchI/AAAAAAAAABs/nYoPFyR_TDA/s1600-h/1162368120_f.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/SFa_bZiEchI/AAAAAAAAABs/nYoPFyR_TDA/s400/1162368120_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212564096159085074" border="0" /></a><br />Esta tira salió cambiada en el fotolog original, por si alguien de me denuncia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-1344187514827004961?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-23483224174142138182008-06-07T08:05:00.000-07:002008-06-07T08:06:39.948-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/SEqj3xWC6YI/AAAAAAAAABk/sNQROgjieHQ/s1600-h/prena.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/SEqj3xWC6YI/AAAAAAAAABk/sNQROgjieHQ/s400/prena.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209156097541335426" border="0" /></a><br />Aquí tenéis la versión original, queridos cuchufletos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-2348322417414213818?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-21046602799625941802008-02-13T12:43:00.000-08:002008-02-13T12:46:53.215-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R7NW_s7_tLI/AAAAAAAAABc/7MpFUUESjPw/s1600-h/a359.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R7NW_s7_tLI/AAAAAAAAABc/7MpFUUESjPw/s400/a359.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166568849918637234" border="0" /></a><br />Primera vez que vimos el cuerpo entero de Pip. Como de costumbre, sin brazos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-2104660279962594180?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-50958356242338849992008-01-13T06:15:00.000-08:002008-01-13T06:18:38.381-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R4odVt9zlDI/AAAAAAAAABU/UlEk1u6ljXY/s1600-h/a623.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R4odVt9zlDI/AAAAAAAAABU/UlEk1u6ljXY/s400/a623.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154964982432240690" border="0" /></a>Aunque nadie pueda creerlo, ésta es de la pocas tiras que estaba basada en un hecho real; un amigo mío solo tenía una desvencijada silla en su cuarto y nos ofrecía a los demás su cama deshecha para sentarnos.<br /><br />La vida imita al arte...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-5095835624233884999?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-57064553603121176732008-01-07T13:33:00.003-08:002008-01-07T13:36:08.941-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R4Ka-t9zlBI/AAAAAAAAABE/phc-uheNIFY/s1600-h/a185.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R4Ka-t9zlBI/AAAAAAAAABE/phc-uheNIFY/s400/a185.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152851325946663954" border="0" /></a><br />De aquella aún le dibujaba los dedos a Pip. Ahora no soy tan meticuloso.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-5706455360312117673?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-23862054118969361932008-01-01T12:12:00.000-08:002008-01-01T12:18:40.749-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3qffAxqHRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/32nhIdcemXU/s1600-h/a183.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3qffAxqHRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/32nhIdcemXU/s400/a183.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150604478984625426" border="0" /></a>Esta tira hizo bastante gracia en su época, y durante un tiempo, Pip miró hacia la izquierda. Ahora me fijo que el cuarto y el jersey de Pip tenían colores más suaves.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-2386205411896936193?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-62768386592627332892007-12-29T13:58:00.001-08:002007-12-29T14:04:34.404-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3bDLQxqHQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wtWvDkudwEo/s1600-h/a181.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3bDLQxqHQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wtWvDkudwEo/s400/a181.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149517822193966338" border="0" /></a><br />Pip, en una de las pocas ocasiones que demostraba ser un auténtico troll; me refiero a esa raza de tontitos que se dedican a molestar en los chtas, foros y blogs de la gente sin aportar nada (yo de aquella estaba muy puesto con el tema de los trolls; en un chat al que era asíduo, éstos idiotas eran una molestia insoportable; Pip fue mi manera de vengarme contra ellos).<br /><br />Nada más que comentar, sólo que como se puede ver, las tiras tenían aún un color decente, antes de que pasaran al fotolog.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-6276838659262733289?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-80618344583988698532007-12-28T12:09:00.001-08:002007-12-28T12:14:00.321-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3VYPwxqHPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XuFFdwn0Ih0/s1600-h/a262.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3VYPwxqHPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XuFFdwn0Ih0/s400/a262.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149118776782494962" border="0" /></a>Ya vamos viendo como es Pip; un freak del ordenador sin amigos, aunque eso no le importe demasiado.<br />Si os fijais, la ventana (que sólo puse en el cuarto de Pip para dar algo de ambiente y no dejar tan vacío el dibujo) de la segunda viñeta es más grande que la de la primera, y aunque parezca poco trabajo, ese detalle me molestaba más que dibujar a cualquier personaje.<br /><br />P.d.: Ni yo mismo sé exáctamente donde tiene colocado el teclado...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-8061834458398869853?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-17517009751484120122007-12-27T13:15:00.000-08:002007-12-27T13:20:52.769-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3QWYwxqHOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1mFGBU2hVNg/s1600-h/a187.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3QWYwxqHOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1mFGBU2hVNg/s400/a187.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148764888657173730" border="0" /></a> Primera aparición de Julián (aunque tarde mucho en bautizarlo), el amigo normal de Pip, más que nada para que por el contraste, notemos lo zumbado que está Pip.<br /> Fijaos que de aquella no dibujaba los brazos de mis personajes, y todavía estaba el ventanuco de la habitación, que tuve que quitar por que era poco más que un estorbo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-1751700975148412012?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-45163239981837787882007-12-26T11:01:00.001-08:002007-12-26T11:02:36.827-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3KlHwxqHNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5P_H0U_Fv_Q/s1600-h/a182.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3KlHwxqHNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5P_H0U_Fv_Q/s320/a182.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148358876808748242" border="0" /></a>Eran otros tiempos; solo un breve texto: <span style="font-weight: bold;">¿He meado hoy?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-4516323998183778788?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610678837703339860.post-85956425367478077112007-12-25T14:42:00.000-08:002007-12-25T15:01:38.802-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3GLsgxqHLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AQRAPgBLm7E/s1600-h/a179.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-D_vnbb5Xao/R3GLsgxqHLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AQRAPgBLm7E/s320/a179.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148049445889907890" border="0" /></a><br />Aquí tenéis la que creo que fue la primera tira de Pip.<br />Notad los numerosos cambios estéticos que tenía en aquella época el personaje.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7610678837703339860-8595642536747807711?l=pip-troll.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fakemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00242329164692089305noreply@blogger.com4