That said, I do seem to catch a lot of falling harvest in this district, most of it laced with ethanol, methanol, black glass*, and traces of assorted hallucinogens.
*I wonder how much of my corpse, which I have gambled away, I have gotten back through the casino gutters? I don’t have any way of keeping tack of where this stuff has been before it got into someone’s bloodstream.
Many wonder why the petrified carcasses of the gods appear to be made of uniform blocks, but is is closer to the nonexistent truth to say that uniform blocks are made from dead gods.
The density of life and population of this quarter is astounding…
This place feels like a mixture of Chicago (as depicted by Crimson Skies) and a downtown Bangkok that has been lightly doused with LSD.
By the by, does anyone else think that we’re on Gog-Agog’s turf? There’s just enough ads and symbology to make me leery ’bout the Rising King sticking around this part town for too long…
I feel like I’m missing something. What does Gog-Agog have to do with advertising? Does it have to do with her associated deadly sin, or is this something from KSBD forum adventure edition?
The Daemoniac of Eternal Uncoordinated Falling provide much insight into the mind of YISUN.
(abbadon has a tumblr, he has provided some additional sketches of setting details on it. among the details established in it, we know that Solomon David has a Celestial Empire and is immortal thanks to mastery of the most difficult martial art in the world, that Jagganoth is a huge nerd who is basically suffering from the multiverse’s most horrifying case of PTSD, and that Gog-Agog’s real big into Throne’s entertainment industry.)
When one travels unto an antique land, one must take great care to meet a traveler. Whence the traveler has been met, listen to his tale. When the tale is complete, fill his mug, then turn and leave. Forget you have spoken to this traveler, but remember their tale. Seek the gate they entered from, and the land they came from, and the people their story grew from. Treasure it, but just for a moment. Savor it, but be sure to swallow, for the bitter aftertaste of leaving true beauty and blissful joy and purest wonderment in the dust of your footsteps is the most delectable, and most memorable part of the whole experience of visiting an antique land.
And if said traveller from said antique land mentions sandy wastes and something about a bloke by the name of Ozymandias, please disregard any lessons they attempt to impart on you via poetry.
I was getting worried that you were going to delay again, but the sheer size and detail of the panel is amazing. Keep it up. When I can, I will definitely join Patreon to support you
Ah the cityscapes of my youth. I left in disgust for the serenity of the countryside. Now we return to the chaotic bustle and noise of a thousand thousand colliding souls. Each hurriedly chasing less and less meaning in hopelessly self deprecating cycles. I didn’t realize how homesick I was.
Why do I feel like, even though Allison Ruth has escaped Nadia Om’s palace, she has not escaped the breadths of depravity, but only stepped into a different shade of it?
As my name would imply, I am personally not fond of cities. However, Throne is Throne, and it is quite fine to visit, if not stay. As a connoisseur of arboreal settings, there are several fine parks of note, which are usually quite safe unless one desires for them not to be so, in which case the guards are easily bribed.
“He turned round and noticed that there was a stone tablet about thirty feet high and eight feet wide at the top of the cliff. On it was carved in enormous letters: SPIRIT-TOWER HEART MOUNTAIN, CAVE OF THE SETTING MOON AND THE THREE STARS.”
-Journey to the West
What a coincidence! I also love my cities to be randomly interspersed with statues of just, like, partial dudes. Just like, dude bodies, but only half of ’em, and just scatter ’em all over the place.
Even in Throne, a city’s development tracks the terrain. In the case of Throne, there are far fewer mountains and rivers to be worried about, but quite a few more corpses of the gods.
No ASoP today, just me gawking at the detail on this page. Holy cow, the detail. Well done Abbadon, seriously–that delay was very much worth it. Also, is that an upside-down Twitter on the top right?
Hmm… Big Birds are a handy way to travel in places like this, if you can afford it. They sure are a lot of work though, and not everyplace allows them, for obvious reasons. Remember, when you are down on the streets watch where you step and don’t linger too long under a roosting post 😉
(OOC) ~ This scene reminds me of walking through Tokyo, or really any large city in Japan. Where else can you find skyrise apartment buildings festooned with balconies of laundry, nestled between temples, random ancient stone statues, rice-bowl-restaurants, endless levels of shops, and ultra-modern office buildings, while cars and foot traffic carreen along every open space? I see no signs of depravity here, as some have said. I see the ultimate in city life.
Plaid the Inveigler, Mysteriarch of the Undiscerning Iron Throb
So, WHERE can a sorority girl, pursued by a squad of mercenaries because of a price on her head in excess of 258 times her weight in black glass, park her stolen flying junk and not turn a single head? This place.
I don’t if I’ve ever said this before, but I really, *really* like the sort of pseudo-eastern style of all the urban areas and most of the kingdoms we’ve seen so far. They’re like cyberpunk, sans the cyber. Like, divinitypunk
It’s probably been remarked on a lot, but this is my first comment so bear with me.
I love the sense of insane scale of these cityscapes. The prosaic use of dead gods as building material tell us a lot about the world while also providing strong grounding for the story’s fantastic elements, but more than that it triggers the sense of unease at being in a place not made for humans even more than the worst nightmares of the early futurists, who wanted to make miles-tall cities for efficient logistics without realizing people would hate living in such places.
One of the gods was not dead, but had merely took a short nap and awoke to find a thriving restaurant had been installed on their head. Not wanting to cause a fuss, it continues to play dead. What are the empires of mortals to the patience of the divine?
The path leads through cities
And many a town
At the end of the road
Awaits her crown
Curious,
This gift to us.
I’m making a fuss.
Not one single banister to be seen nowhere nohow.
I believe I count six, but some may be too distant to distinguish.
That said, I do seem to catch a lot of falling harvest in this district, most of it laced with ethanol, methanol, black glass*, and traces of assorted hallucinogens.
*I wonder how much of my corpse, which I have gambled away, I have gotten back through the casino gutters? I don’t have any way of keeping tack of where this stuff has been before it got into someone’s bloodstream.
Am I… drinking myself?
The absolute madman.
apparently our patience has been rewarded
=//=
TIME WELL SPENT, ABADDON.
Fuck this page is sick
Well, damn. That is some kick-ass architecture.
Abaddon, I ask this sincerely: are your wrists OK
Wew damn you’ve outdone yourself. If you’re sellin’ prints of this page I’m buyin’.
holy shit I don’t blame you for being late
“When a child plays with fire, something is bound to burn”.
Common proverb in mockery of the old aspirant kings.
what is this strange alphabet on the sign south of Allison
HOLY HECK MY DUDE
THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
AL-YIS-UN has only seen Throne at its most disgusting.
Now she’s sees at its…normal?
Jesus Christ, no wonder this took so long. Do you have a version without the to-left panel that I can put on my wall?
*top-left
Seconded.
Bottom Left: Freckled Gun-Witch with pigtails and a pipe. New favorite character. Does she have a name?
I think that’s the first time I’ve seen a checkov’s gun witch. She leaps out as significant.
This woman is now named Chekhov, and no one will ever tell me otherwise.
Brilliant! Maybe Abaddon will let her hang around quietly in the margins until the third act?
Pippi Headshotting
Heh. I was thinking Pippi myself. (The guns are only for when punching you through a wall doesn’t work.)
Either miss Layla found good ol’ Al’s hair dye, or gun witchin’ is a proper path.
O Lord how I hope it’s the latter.
Layla retired, but The Gun Witches are a canon organization.
Alice clearly needs one for her party, just so we can learn more about their culture.
Everyone loves The Gog Show.
Honey, where are my paaaaaants?
In a PILE of mortal FILTH and WORMS!
*laughtrack*
Crafted and re-crafted, the ancient Throne of creation has long held the prized title of “Best Pile of Corpses Ever”
WOW YOU REALLY OUTDID YOURSELF HERE ABBADON
W O W
Many wonder why the petrified carcasses of the gods appear to be made of uniform blocks, but is is closer to the nonexistent truth to say that uniform blocks are made from dead gods.
Yeah, I’m gonna want this as a poster.
Holy shit balls…
The density of life and population of this quarter is astounding…
This place feels like a mixture of Chicago (as depicted by Crimson Skies) and a downtown Bangkok that has been lightly doused with LSD.
By the by, does anyone else think that we’re on Gog-Agog’s turf? There’s just enough ads and symbology to make me leery ’bout the Rising King sticking around this part town for too long…
Wheresoever the teeming masses gather to celebrate distraction, the name of the Queen of Worms is not far behind.
I feel like I’m missing something. What does Gog-Agog have to do with advertising? Does it have to do with her associated deadly sin, or is this something from KSBD forum adventure edition?
The Daemoniac of Eternal Uncoordinated Falling provide much insight into the mind of YISUN.
(abbadon has a tumblr, he has provided some additional sketches of setting details on it. among the details established in it, we know that Solomon David has a Celestial Empire and is immortal thanks to mastery of the most difficult martial art in the world, that Jagganoth is a huge nerd who is basically suffering from the multiverse’s most horrifying case of PTSD, and that Gog-Agog’s real big into Throne’s entertainment industry.)
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(OOC) Typo in the alt-text. “And there they SAT,”
By character do you create
a soul with heritage and fate?
Take chance and opinionate.
Yeah I couldn’t figure out if that was intentional or a typo.
At once familiar, and foreign. How will our dear Successor navigate such territory?
When one travels unto an antique land, one must take great care to meet a traveler. Whence the traveler has been met, listen to his tale. When the tale is complete, fill his mug, then turn and leave. Forget you have spoken to this traveler, but remember their tale. Seek the gate they entered from, and the land they came from, and the people their story grew from. Treasure it, but just for a moment. Savor it, but be sure to swallow, for the bitter aftertaste of leaving true beauty and blissful joy and purest wonderment in the dust of your footsteps is the most delectable, and most memorable part of the whole experience of visiting an antique land.
I once met a traveler from an antique land. He tried to sell me some ruins in the desert.
They’re good ruins Decile
And if said traveller from said antique land mentions sandy wastes and something about a bloke by the name of Ozymandias, please disregard any lessons they attempt to impart on you via poetry.
It took you a week to draw this page I will view it for 28 seconds.
You sure?
You can really zoom in and get all the juicy details if you grab the full size version.
Good Lord…I need a magnifying glass even on the full size just to see all the details. And I WILL see all the details. >:|
I was getting worried that you were going to delay again, but the sheer size and detail of the panel is amazing. Keep it up. When I can, I will definitely join Patreon to support you
Oh my god.
Absolutely stunning
worth the wait
You okay, Abbadon?
Deckard steps out for a spin.
The open eyes are much too thin.
Everyone looks fake to him.
I live for these splash pages and I’m not exaggerating.
OK, I may be exaggerating, but only a little bit.
But… Oh my Yisun, is that Doc Scratch??????
That’s some mighty fine gun witchin’ above that Daku Yuze sign.
Just witchin’ about.
dare i say, worth the wait?
HOW DO YOU STILL HAVE HANDS AFTER MAKING THIS?!
This is truly incredible. I tip my hat to you, sir.
Nobody has done pages this gorgeous since Shaolin Cowboy comic got cancelled
Hello My Dear Nightside,
Ah the cityscapes of my youth. I left in disgust for the serenity of the countryside. Now we return to the chaotic bustle and noise of a thousand thousand colliding souls. Each hurriedly chasing less and less meaning in hopelessly self deprecating cycles. I didn’t realize how homesick I was.
And here is yet another reason I wish the physical book version had been a LOT bigger than it was.
It’s nice to see some of inner throne. Is this Ashton or Spires?
..woah.
That was well worth the wait
Why does this place make my skin crawl?
Why do I feel like, even though Allison Ruth has escaped Nadia Om’s palace, she has not escaped the breadths of depravity, but only stepped into a different shade of it?
Because its Throne. It’s ANkh-Morpork without the whimsy and lightheartedness then magnified 800 fold.
Well worth the wait, dearest Abaddon.
As my name would imply, I am personally not fond of cities. However, Throne is Throne, and it is quite fine to visit, if not stay. As a connoisseur of arboreal settings, there are several fine parks of note, which are usually quite safe unless one desires for them not to be so, in which case the guards are easily bribed.
So amazing. I love the skyscrapers, the temples, the rooftop sages, the giant fish blimps, the Gog-Agog billboard, the god corpses, everything.
WAOW! we built this city…
…on your dead gods!
Follow not in the way of impetuous impatient deities, infinity awaits those who wait patiently to see the Red City.
So THATS why it took so long
Glad the wait was worth because holy hell this is beautiful
Ok, I admit, for awhile there I was like, “damn no update again, I need to know what’s neeeeext”
And then you put this up.
….Damn, how are your wrists? Well done.
By the 42 roads, this is incredible work Abby
i need to invest in one of them fancy 4k montiors
also we hit chapter 5 since the last page?
F’ing awesome!
a metropolis build on corpses
You seem to have grasped the fundamental metaphor of Throne.
Some of them are animated with demons for use as buses too.
From this single image… I feel like I’ve lived here
insane! perhaps my favorite image in the series so far … brilliant detail … just incredible.
This page made me realize… I need glasses.
All I can think of us “Mr. Smith Goes to Washington”.
this makes me miss the busy metropolis quite alot.
Goddamn bro, I can handle a bit of a delay for this sort of thing.
Is that a Gog-Agog billboard up top?
If those guys like reincarnate and wake up, things will get super messy.
…I wonder if Alison is dreaming or not.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain’t free.
That reminds me. I am hungry and there’s washing to be done.
Are you coming to Emerald City Comic Con?
Now that is pretty cash money.
Now we see revealed the majesty and depravity of Throne in all its glory.
OOC: My god this was completely worth the wait. This is amazing artwork. I don’t think I have the patience to go that detailed.
The Jungle of Lights and Stone.
“He turned round and noticed that there was a stone tablet about thirty feet high and eight feet wide at the top of the cliff. On it was carved in enormous letters: SPIRIT-TOWER HEART MOUNTAIN, CAVE OF THE SETTING MOON AND THE THREE STARS.”
-Journey to the West
Uhh… Ma’am, this is a no docking zone. I’m going to need you to move your junk.
“Okay, where do you want this hot rocket?”
What a coincidence! I also love my cities to be randomly interspersed with statues of just, like, partial dudes. Just like, dude bodies, but only half of ’em, and just scatter ’em all over the place.
Even in Throne, a city’s development tracks the terrain. In the case of Throne, there are far fewer mountains and rivers to be worried about, but quite a few more corpses of the gods.
Beautiful picture. Looks like a classy place, where someone can get ahead.
Great cityscape!
Things look like they are breaking down slower here.
No ASoP today, just me gawking at the detail on this page. Holy cow, the detail. Well done Abbadon, seriously–that delay was very much worth it. Also, is that an upside-down Twitter on the top right?
It must be significant that all of the god statues (or are they god remnants?) have their eyes closed.
Surely it is significant that all of the god statues (or are they god remnants?) have their eyes closed.
At the risk of being That Guy: it’s spelled “Whoa.”
Which is the only proper reaction for I.
And they all say
hallelujah
yodel eh hee hoo
every man for himself
Seriously man, this is above and beyond.
No zoom? Right clicks and looks at image directly. Oh there is a zoom.
0-0
Wow is there a lot of amazing detail!!!!
New desktop till I can get an IKEA picture frame sized poster print.
What happens when the Gods wake up?
You glorious madman!
“What’s a land?”
Hmm… Big Birds are a handy way to travel in places like this, if you can afford it. They sure are a lot of work though, and not everyplace allows them, for obvious reasons. Remember, when you are down on the streets watch where you step and don’t linger too long under a roosting post 😉
(OOC) ~ This scene reminds me of walking through Tokyo, or really any large city in Japan. Where else can you find skyrise apartment buildings festooned with balconies of laundry, nestled between temples, random ancient stone statues, rice-bowl-restaurants, endless levels of shops, and ultra-modern office buildings, while cars and foot traffic carreen along every open space? I see no signs of depravity here, as some have said. I see the ultimate in city life.
AWESOME!
Let’s go…!
What is Allison looking at…?
Ahem…they’re parked legally. Otherwise, why is there a bollard on the side of the building?
Please tell me those birds are trained to use the facilities…
Has anyone found Waldo yet?
Did I mention AWESOME!?
thanks for adding the “Full Size” under, but do you have it without Alice in the corner ?
OK, here you go.
http://i67.tinypic.com/ekrpd4.jpg
Oh no I love it.
So, WHERE can a sorority girl, pursued by a squad of mercenaries because of a price on her head in excess of 258 times her weight in black glass, park her stolen flying junk and not turn a single head? This place.
This totally badass place.
This actually looks like a decent place to live for a change. Nice. Also this scenes like this are absurd and amazing. Thank you.
I don’t if I’ve ever said this before, but I really, *really* like the sort of pseudo-eastern style of all the urban areas and most of the kingdoms we’ve seen so far. They’re like cyberpunk, sans the cyber. Like, divinitypunk
It’s probably been remarked on a lot, but this is my first comment so bear with me.
I love the sense of insane scale of these cityscapes. The prosaic use of dead gods as building material tell us a lot about the world while also providing strong grounding for the story’s fantastic elements, but more than that it triggers the sense of unease at being in a place not made for humans even more than the worst nightmares of the early futurists, who wanted to make miles-tall cities for efficient logistics without realizing people would hate living in such places.
So, you know, nicely done.
Can’t believe I’ve already reached the end so far of this comic. Amazing work.
I wonder how sturdy a building material a dead god is. Stronger than steel?
One of the gods was not dead, but had merely took a short nap and awoke to find a thriving restaurant had been installed on their head. Not wanting to cause a fuss, it continues to play dead. What are the empires of mortals to the patience of the divine?
GORGEOUS! I love your style for this comic.
Here, at the end of the world, are we exposed to it once again.
When you read this, it is again and ever the end of the world. But it may no longer be the end of this one.
More like… docked…
Can you say perfect wallpaper
Ooohhhhh my Gog, I could lose myself in the full size version for an hour…
This is beyond the human comprehension of beauty.