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I can't improve upon Tokyopop's back cover blurb for the hilariously nutso manga: Charley, a cyborg vampire who does the Vatican's dirty work, is the thrall of the local vampire playboy Johnny Rayflo.
Chapter one, "The Confined Elagabalus," opens with a flurry of incomprehensible action concluding with this exchange:
Vampire playboy, dripping with God knows what liquid and impaled on a crucifix: "Hey, Cherry."
Cyborg vampire, also dripping with God knows what: "My name is Charley."
The panel layout and action sequences continue to be intermittently incomprehensible, but basically Charley and Johnny are vampire vampire hunters, sort of, who live in sin together in Sacramento, which in this world is apparently a suburb of Los Angeles. There's a cyborg dog, or maybe he just wears a cape. A cross falls on a vampire priest and squashes him flat. There is an evil group of demonic, blasphemous, vampire Unitarians.
This was quite fun and funny, not to mention slightly gross, moderately sexy, and totally insane, and I'm definitely reading the next volume. The omake at the end, in which the mangaka explains the inspiration, is nearly worth the price of the book. So is the lunatic plot twist toward the end.
The mangaka clearly knows exactly how ridiculous this all is, and much of the comedy is deliberate. Possibly all of it, though I have my doubts about Sacramento.
Chapter one, "The Confined Elagabalus," opens with a flurry of incomprehensible action concluding with this exchange:
Vampire playboy, dripping with God knows what liquid and impaled on a crucifix: "Hey, Cherry."
Cyborg vampire, also dripping with God knows what: "My name is Charley."
The panel layout and action sequences continue to be intermittently incomprehensible, but basically Charley and Johnny are vampire vampire hunters, sort of, who live in sin together in Sacramento, which in this world is apparently a suburb of Los Angeles. There's a cyborg dog, or maybe he just wears a cape. A cross falls on a vampire priest and squashes him flat. There is an evil group of demonic, blasphemous, vampire Unitarians.
This was quite fun and funny, not to mention slightly gross, moderately sexy, and totally insane, and I'm definitely reading the next volume. The omake at the end, in which the mangaka explains the inspiration, is nearly worth the price of the book. So is the lunatic plot twist toward the end.
The mangaka clearly knows exactly how ridiculous this all is, and much of the comedy is deliberate. Possibly all of it, though I have my doubts about Sacramento.
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How can you tell? Do they stand around drinking coffee and defining their terms?
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