About The SERIES
In the future, unemployment and job dissatisfaction are sky high. When you’ve got nothing left to lose, you join the Intergalactic Postal Service. There are three rules in the Service:
- Whoever delivers the package gets the cold hard cash.
- Postal workers can use any means or weaponry necessary to steal that package and deliver it themselves.
- The more times a package changes hands, the more times dispatch emits “parcel transferred,” the more fees the customer pays.
This is the most dangerous job in the universe but also the only one that boasts freedom and huge rewards.
When Postmaster General Roy Sharpton launched his new vision for the Intergalactic Postal Service, it initially attracted ex-convicts and those particularly used to a dangerous lifestyle. However, the IPS has now attracted nearly every disenfranchised member of the universe. Divorced real estate agents, laid off accountants, retired pirates– it has become a cutthroat free enterprise bastion of death-defying life. But how long can such a barbaric oasis last?
What’s inside volume one
Tooth and Mail Episode 1
Art by Darick Robertson
Learn what it is to be a Space Bastard from one of it’s newest members.
Tooth and Mail Episode 2
Art by Darick Robertson
A special look at the origins of the IPS.
Chuck "The Magic" Wagon
Art by Simon Bisley
A gonzo look at the more outlandish corners of the universe.
Failed First Deliveries
Art by Gabo
Some members of the IPS adapt quickly. This is a story about the others.
A Note from Postmaster General Roy Sharpton
HOWDY FOLKS.
When you were growing up did you have a dream? Did you want to be a writer, a musician, President of the United States, an astronaut?
Whatever. Point is, are you living that dream now? No? Working a job but barely making ends meet? Is your white picket fence not quite as sparkly as you once thought it’d be?
That’s the rub, ain’t it? Well, let’s talk about dreams for a second…
Look, there were these two kids who once dreamed of making a comic for adults that was the most balls-to-the-wall kinetic action sardonic sci-if story of all time. A story, as luck would have it, about being master of your own destiny. No joke, the very first drawing of a Space Bastards character happened when one of the writers was only 13 years old! In college, that same kid built spaceship sets in his backyard, and made movies about the Intergalactic Postal Service.
Flash forward ten years, and you have right at your doorstep SPACE BASTARDS VOLUME 1.
This is a massive tome of a book. Just over a foot in height! Now I don’t know how you came here. Maybe you picked up one of the lucious single issues from HUMANOIDS from your local comic shop. Maybe you’ve never heard of the Bastards. Well, this here is a director’s cut edition– a unique reading experience. The stories are presented in a different order than what you can find in stores. This is like binging that one show about meth guys rather than watching that show about Cap’s buds every week. It’s also presented in a huge over-sized book so you can pour over every detail!
That’s right. And these guys didn’t stop after making one comic. They didn’t stop after making the first hardcover. So far, they have produced a year’s worth of content (over 500 pages) in collaboration with their artistic heroes, namely:
Darick Robertson (Transmetropolitan, The Boys, Happy!)
Simon Bisley (Lobo, Slaine)
Boo Cook (Elephantmen)
Colin MacNeil (America, Judge Dredd)
Clint Langley (ABC Warriors, 2000AD)
And more to come!
See, this isn’t just a book. It’s a lifelong passion. To take charge of your own destiny. Be your own boss.
Look. Listen here. You aren’t just supporting a book launch. You aren’t just getting a new chance in life as a galaxy-faring SPACE BASTARD. You are getting in on the ground floor of the most audacious book series ever launched, with over 4 volumes of content ALREADY COMPLETELY PRODUCED! You heard me right. This is not a book series in development. The writers and artists are working hard right now on potential books for the second year!
We have a saying at the service: “Because we don’t have time to fuck around.” And neither do you.
Cheers, and keep the solar winds backside!
Roy Sharpton
Postmaster General
INTERGALACTIC POSTAL SERVICE
Complete Stories
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Volume Two featuring art by Darick Robertson, Clint Langley, Colin MacNeil, and more…