Power is something that everybody wants or has, or has but still wants. The key to finding power in our current reality is not held in objects, but in the mind and it's memorable physical progeny. However, it is very clear that in the peripheral realities that reveal themselves in glimpses--or not at all--power IS contained in objects and if you can find those objects, you have a varying degree of power over your surroundings. Power to do as you please whether it be good, evil, or neutral. If you find yourself requiring a powerful object, and you exist in our current reality, fear not! Objects of power really do exist.

FORCES, Unlimited Presents It to YOU

Well, we're back to normal now, and to kick off our normalcy we give you this collage made by Alana Ponui for the band Genesis Climber. Hope you are all doing swell as a bell.

Close Encounters of the Turd Kind

And at last we arrive. The entire outfit would like to express the deepest volume of apology for taking so long to post this. This, the very last pages of the large, but small, small, but large FORCES,-Unlimited-Mail-Away-Two-Color-Book-Collaboration. Maybe this is evidence that our lug nuts aren't tightened enough, or that our computers need more RAM. But that does not change the fact that we have enjoyed your continuing support along the way. Each email we get is a testament to the complex nature of the human animal. And now some relaxing music: Below you will find an ordinary Starjumper supply ship that was supposed to rendezvous with the Olympian Gait-Runner science team outside of the Horse Head Nebula. But circumstances have changed as they often do in real life.

Pgs. 40 & 41


Stay tuned for more from the faboo FORCES, Unlimited team!

Deep Water

The Northern Hemisphere is warming up again. Everybody is molting and there is nothing that anybody should want to do about it. But be warned that the refreshment location that you are rushing to might be of dubious nature.
Pgs. 38 & 39

Which One Do I Shoot?

Sometimes just when we have hit the bottom and are trapped in a gooey mire, we are visited by an agent of providence. In a simple form, picture yourself floating through the atmosphere. You have just leaped from a large rock. The thrill has deflated your lungs and your heart is beating like a conga drum. But ho! Now you are surrounded by water and you are in sore need of oxygen. Without our knowing it, our mind and the laws of our cosmos unite to send us on our way, surface bound. Agents of destruction and agents of nourishment fight an endless battle. There will always be instances of treachery and crossing-over, on both sides. Crossing, double crossing, even triple crossing. For example, take the case of the St. Gregory's nurse who held a .22 to an infant's throat demanding that all medication and flammable equipment be burned immediately. Or the case of the Army General who dropped out of life and now spends his days slipping fake dollar bills under windsheild wipers. Now you are traveling through a present-day city toward a friendly environment. Our roads are ever-crumbling, and scattered with flattened birds and 'coney island whitefish'. Watch where you step because your host might have nice clean floors.
Pgs. 36 & 37

An Almost Empty Room

Pgs. 34 & 35

Spa vs. Spa

We are almost all the way through this book, the collaborative efforts of which have been spoken of before. Will there be any resolution? Will there be any climax?
pgs. 32 & 33

PS: Inspired by Ponui's drive to create a new book (see last post) Richard Tuggz is murmuring about making a book entitled "Colonel Courteous." Details are unclear and unwanted by some of the members of FORCES, Unltd.

Armored Advances

Confused about what is going on? Visit this link to get the skinny on the digi-pics you have been seeing. And now a question: have you ever really looked inside of yourself? Yes? What did you see? To tell you the truth, your answer is hard to believe. But while we are all thinking on these big, big ideas who is to say that you aren't full to the brim with the universe's flotsam or the microverse's jetsam? All of these answers will be in Alana Ponui's new book "Sergeant Surgical" coming out in September 2011. The idea for the project was sparked by contributing to the sketch that you see before you, and now she is living in Sherman, Tennessee working on the contents of the book.
pg. 30

Learn Self-Defense

pgs. 28 & 29

End In Sight

Welcome back to Earth, everybody just settle down now. We had a raucous and rare romp to celebrate our newly arrived at milestone. After returning to our home planets we find ourselves changed, and yet unchanged. Still in the midst of the collaborative efforts of Tuggz, Cindzer, Ponui, and Rideout, we've ended up at some sort of climax. Attached to these pages was a post-it note that read: "inspired by the playing card museum..."
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Pgs. 26 & 27

A Celebration

Come one, come all! Join FORCES, Unltd. in celebrating our Fiftieth Post! Here at the FORCES HQ we are all pleased as punch that the blog alone is still attracting new visitors every day. We would like to thank each and every one of you out there for your letters and emails. We have been toying with the idea of installing a hotline that could be called at anytime, day or night. Imagine actually talking to someone about the internet!!! But that is all hidden within the folds of the future. How fitting that for our fiftieth post we have a one-pager of a genuine meal from the Collabo-Book. Get your copy of the book when it hits the shelves on June 4th!
pg. 24

Untitled

Some fights seem to last an eternity, and others seem swift. They are not always necessary, or engaging for an outside observer. These pages you see before you might or might not fit the preceding descriptions.
pgs. 20 & 21

When Your Weird Is Up

pgs. 18 & 19

The Dells

These two pages seem to be disparate in subject matter, but the artists wrote a note recommending that they stay together on the blog. In fact they went so far as to tape their entire written correspondence about this spread into the back of the book:

p. 16--what is this blob all about? --MC
I'm pretty sure its phosphorescent film over a lake. parasites maybe? feeding on recreational hotspots? --Rich
page 17--i put these parasites under a slide. turns out they are actually tiny slides. but who will go down them?--sco-ri
pg 16--i got there after the party had already left --MC
no one has respect [sic] these days--Pon
i think this spread looks finished to me --Rich
Right, FORCES, KEEP THESE PAGES TOGETHER --Ponui, scott, Rich, MC

So here we are. we have arrived at the scene of a vulgar party, but alas too late.

pgs. 16 & 17

Goals

Laughter is rare when you are by yourself. When is the last time you had a good laugh while walking down a deserted street, or in your room when you are sure nobody can hear you? When you laugh in the company of others, how can you be sure that they are not leeching off of your power of enjoyment? Pure, untouched laughter will someday be impossible to generate. Let it be your goal today to horde your laughter.
pg. 14 &15