Elseware

Description: Some say this cat was born on a shirt. It was the most important day of his life. For me it was Tuesday

Description: Scorpius upon the Azure Dragon having just taken out Orion, being received by Artemis, Gaia and I'll be honest I can't remember who the third one was. Some other goddess that Scorpius is down with. Anyway, if you're a Scorpio you might like this shirt. Maybe also if you're a Pisces. This has nothing to do with Pisces, but maybe you like the art or whatever I dunno. The point is, Death is rad and on this card. Which is on a shirt. (Or other printed product)

Description: Themis protecting the scales while Nemesis is on a swan hunt. Listen, I don't think being born late September to late October makes you a cop- that's why I didn't draw them as cops. Maybe a DA? I dunno. Some kinda authority or another- a boss. LIKE YOU! Be a boss. Buy the shirt. (Or other product)

Description: A Cerberus for All of Us

Description: Finally there's food on your shirt you don't have to be embarrassed about (though you might make the other bbq attendees blush)

Description: Green on Green

Description: Only an asshole gets killed for a car

Description: Intrepid reporter. Big drama

Description: Just a bear who is also grumpy.

Description: This show/comic is why I'm like this probably.

Description: Food brings people together.

Description: Vulnerability means shedding your tough exterior to reveal the real danger.

Description: Medusa, you know, the famous one, just enjoying herself. Normal stuff. Look at all those snakes!

Description: As far as sausages go, this brat is the wurst.

Description: Join Coffin Boy in celebrating the zeitgeist

Description: A shirt in support of cats and licking

Description: A big fan of big cats

Description: Just a person who enjoys a milkshake.

Description: A fan of ice cream

Description: Mind blown

Description: A very serious peanut shirt.

Description: Another normal robot

Description: Just a normal robot

Description: The further adventures

Description: A Dog. And A Shark. And A DREAM.

Description: Hoo, he's just a little bitty thing, he's just a little guy But women go crazy for the big blue eye How does he dream, how does he think When he can't even speak and he can't even blink?

Description: Panic in Nuke City Nuke City: A dilapidated slum in the capital city of Robotropolis. A place where nuke-hustlers and pimps take advantage of the weak-willed, and nuke-junkies scrape the streets for robot and machine parts. The streets are lousy with homeless, damaged robots. The three of you are at a diner, enjoying a well-earned meal purchased with the last of your savings. You’re well-fed, well-rested and ready for your next job.

Description: This is Shelly. Buying this shirt relieves the poor aching fingers of a game designer that makes her talk and stuff. She eats people. Let her metaphorically eat your body by wrapping her image around it.

Description: Willy and Wade just can't agree about these FUCKING aliens. Which alien are you? Tag yourself on this shirt! Like, with a pen, or a paintball gun or something.