SW and Zorg's Daily Comic! #3

Welcome to the third issue of the SW and Zorg's Daily Comic! Every day there will be a new comic in this post! Enjoy this third exciting issue.

CURRENT COMIC:
SW's Beach Adventure: Part 3

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The New Adventures of SW Coming Soon!

The season premiere is set to show on the 5th of this month. Stay tuned...for now, just watch this neat trailer of the first episode...a Halloween special! This will be the theme song of the special.

Interview with Zorg (Cont.)

Hey everyone! This is the second half of my interview with Zorg about his website.

Me: Zorg, how do you feel about making a website?
Zorg: I feel really, really good!
Me: What do you think your brother Wilson Bob will think about your new website?
Zorg: You know, I think he'll be really jealous. Because, after all, he doesn't have his own...
Me: You're right about that.
Zorg: I wonder if I'll actually have time to make my website on Christmas...
Me: Wait a second...you'll put out your website on Christmas day? The 25th of December?
Zorg: Yep. Do you have a problem with that?
Me: No, no. Not at all.
Zorg: Good. Because I'll put it out on Christmas.
Me: Let's see how that turns out...
Zorg: Oh, it'll turn out awesome!
Me: Nice. Now, do you have anything to say before this interview's over?
Zorg: Yeah. Why was it so short?
Me: Oh, you know...Oh, out of time.

(8 )) (Oh, and Zorg, that's a Zorg face.)

Interview with Zorg About His Upcoming Website

I managed to locate Zorg to interview him about his upcoming website. This is how it goes!

Me: So, what made you want to create a website?
Zorg: Well...I'm not sure...I guess I thought it would just be fun...
Me: Oh, trust me, making a website is awesome!
Zorg: Really? Tell me more!
Me: Hey! I thought I was supposed to be interviewing you! Not the other way!
Zorg: Oh. Sorry about that. I guess I got carried away!
Me: Well, let's wrap this up. I'll continue this interview tomorrow, okay?
Zorg: Fine. Oh well, I guess that'll be fun.
Me: Okay! Bye for now! See you tomorrow.

(8) (Zorg:) Hey, why isn't that face mine? :(

Me: I told you, wrap it up!

(8)

Zorg's Website Coming Soon!

Hey everyone, Zorg will have his very own website really soon! What could this mean? See in December, when it comes out...

New Email!

Super Wilson (that's right, this guy: (8)) now has his own e-mail account! To send Super Wilson and Zorg an e-mail, send it to: emailsforsuperwilson@gmail.com. He'll be waiting!

Super Wilson Super Stories Chapter 1

Chapter 1

          I woke up from the shrill, droning ring of my alarm clock. I yawned, literally smashed the clock, swiped it onto the floor, and jumped out of bed.

          When I began to walk toward my bedroom door to exit, it opened and threw me against the wall.

          My brother, Zorg, appeared. “Oh! Oops, sorry, Wilson,” he said.

          “Unh… It’s okay,” I muttered, standing up weakly.

         I had the life of a superhero. That’s because I am one. Oh, yeah. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Wilson Bob, and my superhero name is Super Wilson.

          I stumbled into the kitchen, still sleepy.

          ‘Maybe Mom can make toast for me!’ I thought. Maybe. Just maybe.

          “Mom,” I asked, “can you make me some toast?”

          “Yesiree, of course, Wilson Bob!”

          So I was right! She would make toast for me!

          “Remember, it’s a school day,” said my mom. “After this, you need to:” And she took out her list of chores. “You need to: brush your teeth, make your bed, comb your hair, and get dressed in your best toupee.”

          Then she slammed a plate with two slices of toast onto the table in front of me.

          Chomp. Chew. Munch. Nibble. Lick. I ate the last bite of my toast and rushed back to my room to do my chores.

          Zorg was in my room.

          “Good morning!” he exclaimed.

          Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Zorg is a superhero too.

          Later, at the bus stop, I caught up to my two friends, Bob the Brick and Angelina Star Twinkle.

          “Anything exciting happen today?” asked Angelina.

          “Nope,” I answered. “Not yet, at least.”

          I climbed into the school bus when it arrived and got into the middle row of seats with my brother and friends, as usual.

          All of a sudden, a huge meteor dropped out of the sky and careened into the last row of the bus. It completely took off the back of the bus! Luckily, no one ever sits in the last row and now they never will, even if they wanted to.

          The bus started to swerve and sway and it suddenly crashed into a mailbox on the yard of one of my neighbors!

          Holey moley! The bus was a smoking heap of metal. But fortunately, everyone jumped out of it before it rammed into the mailbox.

          “Bwa ha ha ha!” We heard someone laughing evilly above us.

          I looked up. “What the heck!” I exclaimed.

          There was my evil twin, Evil Wilson, but how in the world did he get here? The last time I saw him, he was securely locked up in prison!

          WHIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

          “Noooo!” shouted Zorg. But I did it anyway.

          I turned into a mini-twister, and transformed into Super Wilson.

          Zorg grabbed onto my left hand as I flew up in the air to confront Evil Wilson.

          “What do you think you’re doing, breaking outta jail and destroying school buses?” I screamed angrily.

          “Oh, I dunno,” said Evil Wilson. “Maybe just to have fun?”

          “How could cruelly exploding buses possibly be fun?” interrupted Zorg.

          And then he stretched into a bird, flew into Evil Wilson, and pecked him with his beak.

          “Ouchie!” Evil Wilson fell out of the sky and landed on the hot school bus.

          “Guys, that’s one point for us,” I exclaimed. “Do you think Evil Wilson will— ”

          “Let me do something!” Angelina interjected.

          You see, Angelina is the famous female superhero Blue Girl.

          Angelina took out her box of blueberries she always, and I mean always, packs in her backpack.

          “How the heck is a little box of blueberries going to defeat me?” Evil Wilson mumbled rather rudely, standing up on the school bus.

          “You’ll soon see!” Angelina exclaimed, digging up a handful of berries and shoving them into her mouth. She chewed and swallowed.

          All of a sudden she shrunk and turned blue. She was now the incredible Blue Girl.

          “Now I see,” squeaked Evil Wilson. He cleared his throat. “But you’re going to have to be stronger than that to even have a sliver of a chance against me!”

          “I have a great idea!” Zorg said suddenly. Then he slowly morphed into a green, elastic gorilla. “I can pack a heckuva punch now!”

          Then he charged at Evil Wilson.

          “Aieeeeeeeeeeeee!” shrieked Evil Wilson. “I’ll be back, just you wait!”

          And we all laughed and laughed.

Super Wilson Super Stories coming soon!

Watch for the brand new Super Wilson Super Stories online book coming soon!

The New Adventures of SW!

I know this blog hasn't been updated lately, but here's a major update! There is now going to be a new format for this blog and there will also be animated video clips featuring SW and his pals, called The New Adventures of SW. It should come out sometime in late June or early July, but I'll keep this blog updated about it until it does. Update: The episodes will come out in October. They will come out weekly after the pilot episode. Enjoy! (8) P.S. Sorry this blog hasn't been updated since 2011. I'll try to update it way more frequently. Update: The first episode will be aired near Halloween!

SW Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away... SW was in Star Wars.

 

Let me tell you the story of this video: SW loves LEGO and I love SpongeBob and making videos. So, we teamed up to create this humor-filled, cool, sponge-tastic video that will fill up your gap between SpongeBob and LEGO. Try to make your own! Meanwhile, if you've never heard of SpongeBob, or don't have the Nickelodeon TV channel, click on this link: SpongeBob SquarePants.

SW's Kooky Color Gallery

Hi! Welcome to Super Wilson's kooky colors gallery. Each color is presented with a character of the same color! So, enjoy it, and for now, bye!

Zorg is green.

Super Wilson is red.

Pumpkinvine is orange and green.

Evil Broccoli is lime and blue.

Wicked Brick is brown.

I hope you enjoyed them, cuz' I did! (8)

What if SW was around the times of Tom and Jerry and Scooby-Doo?

Hello! Have you ever wondered what a SW cartoon would like like when Tom and Jerry was new? Well, I've made one, and if you have been wondering, check it out! (8)

A Hand Cartoon

This is a cartoon where Hand gets his clothes stolen and finds them... and well, you'll see.

Wilson Bob and the Huge Pickle Jar

This is one of many Super Wilson episodes being made just today! More will be posted very soon. (8) (This is a Super Wilson face). Also, keep watch for SW the Movie, coming very soon!

SW and the Quest for the Golden Goblet

BOOK THE FIRST

Chapter 1

It was a foggy night in Alienville, Super Wilson's hometown. SW was enjoying some quiet time in his kind of messy bedroom. He lay on his bedroom floor, on his tummy. The lamp was casting a bright glow over the room. He and Zorg were eating Raisin Bran Crunch as they did their nightly activities. SW was reading his favorite magazine, Aliens. He said to Zorg as he studied the magazine, "Look at this golden cup, Zorg."

Zorg looked up from his diary he was writing in. He was snuggled in his and SW's bed, on his back. 

"It's a goblet made out of pure gold," SW continued excitedly.  "Legend has it that it's hidden somewhere in Brick France."

That got Zorg's attention. He finally stopped writing and looked at the magazine. "Are you sure?" he asked as he got down from the bed. 

"Of course I'm sure," said SW proudly.

Zorg smiled and grabbed SW's magazine out of his hands. "If we find that goblet, we'll be rich!" he exclaimed.

"Of course we'll be rich," replied SW. "It's gold! If we...!"

Zorg stopped SW from saying anything else. "Just simply turn the page, take some deep breaths, and go to bed and sleep. Maybe we can go on a quest to find it tomorrow or the next day," soothed Zorg. He released his hand and SW climbed up into the bed quietly.

Chapter 2

The next morning, Zorg shook SW, startling him out of his daydreams. (You see, SW wasn't really asleep. When he woke up, he closed his eyes and starting daydreaming about finding the goblet and becoming rich.) "Get up," Zorg said gingerly. "Dad said, 'Zorg, you and SW may go on a quest to find the golden goblet, become rich, and spend all the money on candy and comic books.' "

"Are you sure he said that?" asked SW doubtfully.

"Nope," said Zorg firmly, trying not to laugh. "He didn't even say anything close to that."

"I knew it," said SW.

"I know you knew it," replied Zorg.

"I know that you know I knew it," said SW.

"I know that you know that I know you knew it," said Zorg, confused.

"I know that you know that I know that you know I knew it," said SW, not one bit confused.

"Let's just stop this conversation," sighed Zorg.

"Let's just stop this-oh, wait," said SW.

Zorg gripped his diary and wrote about the confusing conversation that he and SW had just had.

"What are you writing about?" asked SW with a spark of interest.

"That confusing conversation," mouth-motioned Zorg.

Chapter 3

 

Zorg got out of bed and put on his clothes. "Baseball cap, tee-shirt, shorts," he said, counting each part of his outfit.  He stretched and looked in the silvery mirror. Yessiree, he thought, this is going to be a nice day. As soon as SW gets dressed, we're going to dash out of the door and go on the hunt for the goblet. 

Just then, SW walked over to the sliding mirror, rolled it along the tracks, and reached for his favorite outfit: toupee, red tee-shirt, and white shorts.

"All set?" asked Zorg, pulling SW out the door so fast that his toupee flew right off.  "Then let's go!"  

Chapter 4

SW and Zorg stood in front of a big airplane.  "Do you have tickets?" asked the pilot.  SW and Zorg nodded and showed him their tickets. "All right, then," continued the pilot. "You can sit in any pair of empty seats."

SW went inside and Zorg followed. "So," said Zorg, "pilot, we want to go to..." His voice trailed off as he tried to remember where the goblet was. SW whispered some words into his ear. "Oh, yes," he said. "Pilot, we want to go to Brick France. Step on it!" The pilot started to fly the plane in answer to Zorg.

Minutes later, the two alien brothers were in Brick France. A fancy brick stepped out to greet them. "Bonjour," he said happily. "Une baguette?"

SW whispered the same words to Zorg in English. "Hello. A baguette?" he translated. "Oui, s'il vous plait. Yes, please," he replied.

"Moi, aussi," said Zorg quickly.  "Me, too."

"Droit de cette façon, puis," said the brick.

"Right this way, then," translated SW.

Zorg followed the French-speaking brick to the baguette shop with SW. "Voici ma boutique baguette," said the brick proudly.

"Here is my baguette shop," translated SW.

"Je veux une baguette! I want a baguette!" said Zorg quickly, looking around at the big baguette store.

The brick smiled and gave Zorg a big baguette.

He munched his bread happily.

"N'oubliez pas que nous sommes ici pour la coupe d'or," whispered SW. "Remember that we're here for the golden goblet."

"La coupe d'or?" asked the brick excitedly. "Cette chose est célèbre!"

"The golden goblet? That thing's famous!" translated SW to Zorg.

"It is? It is!" exclaimed Zorg. "We'd better be leaving, Monsieur Brick," he trembled, about to burst.

"Au revoir!" waved the brick.

To be continued...

Buzz Wilson and Buzz Lightyear Say: "To Infinity and Beyond!"

Look at this picture parody of the character Buzz Lightyear in Toy Story 1, Toy Story 2, and Toy Story 3. His name is Buzz Lightyear Wilson, and he's ready to fight the evil Emperor Zorg (an alien parody of the evil Emperor Zurg). Coming soon to this website are images of Emperor Zorg, WoodBob, Hamm the Piggy Brick, Rex the DinoWilson, and Lots-o-Huggin'-Bob (LotsBob for short). Can you guess who these parodies are of? Emperor Zurg, Woody, Hamm the Piggy Bank, Rex the Dinosaur, and Lots-o-Huggin'-Bear (Lotso for short). In the future, maybe I'll post more Toy Story (1, 2, 3) stuff.        

The Legend of Super Wilson: Part 2

The next afternoon, Grandpa tucked John into bed again. "Hey Grandpa," said John, "could you tell me another Super Wilson story like you promised me last night?" "Oh, okay," replied Grandpa cheerily. He sat down with John. "This," he began, "is the story I made last night in my dreams: the sequel of the story last night." John ooh-ed and aah-ed as Grandpa continued. "One day, when SW (Super Wilson) returned to Mars, he went to his room and thought about Zorg wrapping around Evil Wilson and Evil Wilson going to jail. Zorg burst into SW's room, huffing and puffing. "I'm glad you're here," he said, "because I have good news." "What!?" ask exclaimed SW, sitting down beside Zorg. "Your parents agreed to adopt me," Zorg continued. "So now I'm your big brother. Like that?" SW cheered and flew up into the air. "I guess that's a yes," answered Zorg for SW, laughing." "Go on," yawned John. "Well," continued Grandpa, "Zorg and SW walked out of the room and yawned in the fresh air. Zorg followed SW as he, SW..." At this point John cracked up. "Ahem," said Grandpa. "Thank you. As I was saying, Zorg followed SW as he, SW, led the way and suddenly stopped in front of a brick-shaped building. "OOF!" huffed Zorg, bumping SW and collapsing. "This is the home of my humble friend, Bob Richards Brick," said SW, gazing up at the very top of the building. He stepped with Zorg into the building and rode the elevator up to the third floor. "Bob Richards Brick has a nice house," said Zorg, looking around. "Nah. Bob Richards Brick has a fancy house." He stared up at the ceiling, looking at a particular chandelier hanging down. A brown, cube shaped brick stepped out of a doorway. "Welcome, SW," he said. "And I see you've brought...um...Borg with you." "Zorg," corrected Zorg. "Right. Zorg," repeated the brick. "My name is Bob Richards Brick. Bob for short." Zorg shook hands with Bob as SW stood there with his hands behind his back. "I once lived in Brickville, but now me and my bad stepfather moved here, to Alienville." "The stepfather's name is Wicked Brick, one of my enemies," said SW. Bob nodded in agreement. All of a sudden, a rectangular brown brick stepped out another doorway. "RUN!" shouted SW, dashing away with Bob and Zorg. "It's Wicked Brick!" They ran out of the house." "So," said John, "what happens next?" "You'll find out tomorrow afternoon," said Grandpa, leaving the room and turning off John's light. John went to sleep and thought about what could happen in the next story.

Introducing "The Shnoozia Chronicles"!

INTRODUCTION TO SUPER WILSON COMICS WEBSITE READERS:
A short (or was it long, I can't really remember, I think it was short) time ago, I created the adventures of Shniay, Owlawa, Shnap, and Frow (the Shnoozia super team). And a month ago, I created a new Shnoozia superhero: a Sheeran* Shnoozia named Pogota, he was the fifth Shnoozia superhero, and the last so far. If you read Chapter 1 of The Shnoozia Chronicles #1, All Good Things Must Come To An End (which appears below this introduction), you will be introduced to Shniay and Owlawa's superpowers. A chapter of the new Shnoozia book, which is on line seven of this introduction, including "Introduction to Super Wilson Comics Website Readers", is posted on this website every month, so keep checking, and meanwhile, enjoy!

Chapter One
The Beginning

This is their story. They are called Shnoozias. And there are five of them – Shnoozia Shniay, Shnoozia Shnap, Sheeran Shnoozia Pogota, Shnoozia Frow, and Shnoozia Owlawa. And Shniay was the leader of their heroic team. This story is how they started. One afternoon, a Shnoozia named Shniay hurried through the crowded streets of Shnooziaopolis, where almost every single Shnoozia on planet Shnooziay lived. Shniay almost ran smack into a huge boulder, but he used his big gliding abilities to leap over it. Shniay landed with a thud on the rocky ground of Shnooziaopolis, and then he continued hurrying. Even he didn’t know where he was going. Only the brain-chip on his chest did. He had a habit of forgetting. He saw a big fat Shnoozia ahead of him, but it was too late to leap. He whacked into the Shnoozia. The fat Shnoozia opened his mouth and snapped, “Don’t you ever watch where you’re going?” He growled and stomped away, but Shniay put a hand on him and said, “I…I apologize. J-just sometimes, I don’t watch where I’m heading. I’m sorry.” Shniay was just like a big blob of clay. He was a big softie. The Shnoozia turned around, and instead of roaring at Shniay, he broke into a big grin and said, “Hey, I’m sorry, too. Do you want to be pals?” Shniay paused for a moment. After a while, he said, “Okay. What’s your name?” The Shnoozia scratched his head and replied, “My name is Owlawa. What’s yours?” Shniay replied to Owlawa. “It’s Shniay,” he said. Owlawa shook hands with Shniay. Shniay continued. “I have the ability to leap and glide. Do you have any abilities?” This time Owlawa paused. “Yeah,” he said. “I can swing on my rope.” He reached into his pocket. “Yes,” he continued, “this is my swinging rope.” Shniay admired it. He turned to Owlawa. “Do you know any other super-powered Shnoozias?” he asked. Owlawa thought for a moment and replied. “Yes, I do,” he said matter-of-factly. “What are their names?” questioned Shniay. “Frow and Shnap,” replied Owlawa, glancing up at a humongous snowy mountain. “Shnap lives up there.” He pointed to the mountain peak. Then he pointed over to a cave built into the base of the mountain. “And Frow lives there.” “Let’s visit Shnap first,” said Shniay. “Why?” asked Owlawa. “Because I like to glide, and you like to swing,” replied Shniay, unlocking the reason. “Okay,” exclaimed Owlawa, a smile spreading across his face. “O…kaaaaay…” said Shniay. He ran away. Then he ran towards the mountain and jumped high. Then, he started gliding up toward the mountain peak, and grabbed onto a rocky ledge. Then he leaped up, pushing down on the ledge. He finally fell onto the front porch of Shnap’s house. “Okay,” he called down to Owlawa, at the top of his lungs. “You can shoot your rope and wrap it around this ledge,” he called, pointing to the same ledge as the one he pushed. Owlawa stuffed his hand into his pocket and wrapped his rope around his right hand. Then he wrapped the other end onto the ledge, and pulled hard. It formed a knot on the rope. He jumped up and ran through the air, swinging the rope side to side. Then, Owlawa unwrapped his hand and flew onto the front porch with Shniay. Then, he unknotted his rope and stuffed it into his pocket again. Then Shniay gripped the knocker and knocked loudly. Another Shnoozia opened the door. “Hallo!” exclaimed Shniay and Owlawa. “Oh!” said the Shnoozia, happily. He flung the door completely open and invited Shniay and Owlawa inside. The Shnoozia shut the door. Shniay and Owlawa sat on the sofa. The other Shnoozia sat down with them. “So,” he said, “I see you brought a new friend along.” He glanced at Owlawa. “Do you mind,” Owlawa said. “His name is Shniay.” “Oh!” said the Shnoozia. “My name is Shnap.” He ran into the kitchen and brought back a cookie jar. “Please,” he said politely, “have a cookie. Both of you!” Shniay grabbed two cookies and put the lid back on the jar. Then he gave one to Owlawa. Then they munched as Shnap told them his story.

*A Sheeran is a person of the archenemy of the Shnoozia super team, Sheera.