Ok so I accepted this comic project about 27 days ago. I was recovering from a period of sickness and needed something lighter than UX or some design that needs math or survey or CAD etc. I thought I'd chill a bit and work and have fun.
Now it *is* more fun and can be therapeutic, especially when you got a good story, which we do. But there's a deadline for the first episode and my partner is just the panicking and bitching type.
Now yesterday I woke up a little late. Around 9:30 and started working at around 10:45 (remember this is weekened).
The first fucking minute I sit to check and remember where I left off the night before, she shows me a new inked figure (that I did the thumbnailing and acting for), and I tell her the legs are off and why did she draw the guy *standing* with his sword hanging like a flaccid cock when he's literally jumped and brutally murdered his opponent pinning him to the ground?
Like, shit, a 5-year-old would understand that when you just raped someone's chest and pinned him to the ground with a frigging longsword you'll kneel over his corpse AT LEAST for a few seconds. And we're doing comics here. It's like a TV show with all the acting and shit involved.
But then instead of accepting my criticism and fixing her mistake she raised her voice and began to panic "oH yOu're wAkiNg uP lAte I'vE bEeN wOrKiNg fOr 2 hOuRs blah blah blah.
Bitch.
She's LITERALLY just doing the inking and shadow pass, I'm doing 1. MOST of the thumbnailing/acting 2. Directing, 3. Some inking, 4. Some shadow pass, 5. the coloring (and I made the styleframe), 5. and have to do the lettering too because she dosn't know SHIT about typography, but I'll force her to help me.
I also supervise her and have to tell her what to do ALL THE FUCKING TIME.
But apparently I CAN'T sleep a little more than her. Like shit, bitch one hour of my work is 3-4 hours of yours. Just understand this SHUT THE FUCK UP and do your job.
