[[Piro is walking away with a sack over his shoulder.]]
When webcomic artists occasionally vanish, much to the chagrin of their readers, it's not because they're being lazy... No, the truth is far stranger than that. For every few months, these pioneers of digital entertainment retreat to a remote mountaintop inf the Andes... The SECRET MONASTARY {{sic}} of WEBCOMICRY
[[Piro is addressing the acolytes wearing a gi. Largo is drawn on the blackboard with his tongue sticking out.]]
Title: Here, acolytes are trained in the arts of cartooning, things like... personal management!
Piro: So remember, if you disagree with your writer, just nod, smile, and ignore everything he says. If it helps, visualize him as a cantelope [sic].
[[Piro is yelling at an unnamed initiate, who is holding his head after supposedly getting smacked. Two girls are drawn on the blackboard.]]
Title: Character design!
Piro: No NO, she needs to look more helpless and vulnerable. Also, add more snow.
[[Piro is addressing the acolytes in a nondescript background.]]
Title: Naval-gazing!
Piro: Let's run through the first kata.
Acolytes: "Lately I've been having a hard time keeping on track with the comic. I feel like it's becoming more difficult to develop the characters and at the same time hold true to the spirit of the humor..."
[[Piro is addressing the acolytes. Two unnamed acolytes are wrestling monkeys perched on their heads.]]
Title: And of course... cultivating a fan-base!
Piro: Only once you can successfully wrestle a herd of monkeys will you truly be ready to manage your forum.