The Book of Jesse

Wild Bill Herschovitchz
WRITER

Revered as a God in the small Venezuelan village of Fiacrapino for his Hebrew haikus and tone poetry, Wild Bill is excited to return to prose after a nine-year hiatus. Wanted in seven states, Wild Bill is the last living Chasidic Cowboy. Versed in the darker mysteries of the Kabballah and handy with a six shooter, Wild Bill eschews the modern world and its facile trappings. He travels only on horseback, lives on the money he takes at the poker table, and eats only raw, freshly killed game. He speaks rarely preferring to address the world with his pen, his Torah, and his gun. His previous works include the un-produced television series Sabbath Showdown, a collection of short stories entitled Milk and Meat, and the Obie award winning play Twice Chai...and Then You Die. "The Book of Jesse" marks his first collaborative effort.

Pierre Bertrand Lafitte
WRITER

Swinedogs! Of course you don’t know me! Seriously! Naturally! How? How I ask? If I could, I would perform a costume malfunction for all of you, you Americans, and reveal the sweet, spangled nipple that is Quebec Hip-Hop! Yeah! You then would know my spins with ‘Buerre-Phat’, and that I was the driving force behind the seminal disc ‘Grand Trepidation d’un Canada Francais’ by C’est Pas Mon Waterloo. Now? Hmm, now? Am I tickling the recesses your Aguliera’d minds? You know my solo work as P-Lafitte’? Sacre’Poutine! Now you will be made to know! Yeah! The famed Book of Jesse is here! I am reminded of my younger days living in a small, pitiable cabin along the banks of the St. Lawrence. I had come to my pere, a husky and deeply bearded lumberman, and spoke to him my conviction to become a comic book auteur. He took me into the woods that day, with an axe, some indigo, and some brushes. “Make your comic, you peu de fart!” I was alone in that forest for six long weeks, cutting and shaving, mixing and drawing, eating champignons hallucenigenic for inspiration. I emerged proud, a man, my comic in arm, ready to greet my destiny. Instead, pere snatched my book and sold it to Marvel as Alpha Flight, feasted on duckling and goose from my royalties until I took my revenge, but that… is for another time.

Timeus K. Seraphim
ARTIST

Date of birth: Early 1980's
Place of birth: Crooklyn, New York (a Spike Lee joint)
Weight: 160 lbs.
Height: Tall enough
Color of eyes: To be determined
Hair color: Not long enough to matter anyway
Skin color: Chocolate
Group Affiliation: None
Likes: Works by Jean Michael Basquiat, Alex Ross, and Jim Lee
Dislikes: Big crowds, and having a stuffy nose in the summer time
Favorite quote: "You must be the change you wish to see in the world" - Ghandi

Kain Leyden
GRAPHIC DESIGNER, ARTIST Forces of Nature

Described as the love child of Agnetha Foltskog and Morten Harket, Leyden, as pop star, has been revered throughout Northern Europe and Germany, Hasselhoff-style, since his childhood days touring with his four brothers in the disco-group Lett Tispe. His re-emergence, after a macabre accident involving pixie sticks, household bleach, and one sour ex-groupie followed by years in seclusion, as graphic designer and artist-provocateur with The Book of Jesse is warmly welcomed by all who have come to know and love him. Deeply.

Jasper, disgruntled mute
LETTERER

The Frog and the Jew have been denying me food. 'Keep filling in the bubbles' that's all they say. I am only their words and they don't even pay me. And I sit around all day starving and bored. My only enjoyment comes from filling in their bubbles and that's what they want. I have fallen into their little trap. They get fat and drunk all day. I see the Jew sipping on some french wine now. How I would love to put my lips to liquid. I can't even remember what it feels like. And its not like I can yell at them. He looks at me. Sees I'm upset. 'Why are you upset mute? Is it because you can't speak? Ha ha.' Look at him taking bites of his expensive food. He spends $100 on take out. I would eat shit right now and the Jew eats $100 take out. The Frog only eats French fries. They're not even french you Frog. I am going insane. Oh good, more work. Bastards! Ingenious bastards!

Shawn Richter
ARTIST If There Really is a Heaven

Shawn Richter is a deep cover operative for the CIA using the role of comic book artist as his cover. His base of operations is www.wonderealm.tk and he can be contacted to lead an operation through the email shawnrichter@rogers.com. He often works as a mole infiltrating the governments of Third world nations and destabilizing them for his employers... Third Party Politics. Of course, now that he's told you all of this, he's going to have to kill you...