NO PARTNER RULE
WE PLAY GODDAMN MUTHAFUCKIN' ROCK N'
ROLL!!! SOCK IT TO ME, BABY!!!
Somewhere in Detroit, Michigan…
3 musicians in their late-20s, vocalist and guitarist Rav, bassist Sasha, and drummer Chase, are on a meteoric uprise in their punk-blues band The Ultra 3. Like any self-respecting shitty 1990s band, they’re also infighting on how to manage their new-found glory effectively - leave the boring yet stable lives they know behind and dive into the indulgences of incoming indie stardom? Or stay stagnant and abandon their leap of faith for a guaranteed comfortable safety net? On a miserable snowy night in the Winter of ‘96, Sasha and Rav engage in a massive head-to-head fight at a house party they’ve been asked to play as a favour to a friend. After a horrible realization they’re also in a disastrous queer love triangle, tensions run high, and morale runs low. When Chase shows up to split up their escalating argument, Sasha decides it can only be solved by one thing: fucking it out.
No Partner Rule is a 35-page one-shot smut featuring a cisgender former-gold-star-lesbian femme top, a bratty transmasc power bottom, and a confused yet into it “straight” guy along for the ride.
The work was created as an experiment in genre, leaning unserious and lighter-hearted, and an experiment in if Annie could keep up drawing one specific dick consistently. The comic also poses the deeply profound question: what if your whole band was your partner? It’s in its revisory period at the moment and is almost ready for print, so that’s cool. Check back later for when it’s available!
CW: instances of transphobic microaggression, lesbophobic, homophobic and misogynistic slurs, amyl nitrate and cocaine use, possibly upsetting references to the AIDS crisis, and graphic sexual content
PICK YOUR POISON…
… MEET THE ELIGIBLE BACHELOR(ETTE)S
RAVINDER “RAV” MALHOTRA
Age: 27 (b. 1969)
Gender/Sexuality: Transgender man, anyone consenting, evil switch-y power bottom
Nationality: Indo-Canadian from Toronto, LARPing being American
Height/Weight: 5’7”/110lb weasel
About: Rav was born for rock n' roll. Despite being on T for many years he can't really grow a full beard and instead can only grow big muttonchops, leaving him destined to be a trashy garage frontman. Rav is a sex-obsessed misogynistic creep who is unabashed about it, lyrically and socially. A huge attention whore, he has crazy stage antics, leaping, jumps, kicks, flirting with the crowd… he's making up for his internalized transphobia and underlying anger by embracing the asshole rockstar persona. This provides him with infinite t-boy swag and jobless nepo energy. Yes, he is a top-of-the-class bioengineer with a genius IQ, no he will not be employed. His dad is a famous sitar player and he will also not tell you that. He says hateful shit to Sasha all the time because he's aggressively in love with her and is the world's first evil transmasc incel. Rav just sucks. But he's fun for it.
XIU-YING “SASHA” LIN
Age: 27 (b. 1969)
Gender/Sexuality: Cisgender Woman, bisexual and struggling to let go of her gold-star lesbian status, femme bitch top
Nationality: Chinese-American, Detroit born-and-raised
Height/Weight: 5’2”/175lb of straight muscle n’ curve
About: Itty-bitty dyke, muscle mommy and former hockey forward (somehow), Sasha is the band’s bassist and second vocalist, and is most likely to beat Rav to death with a hammer. The eldest daughter of 5 kids, she was raised by a doctor father, who’d instilled in her a pressure to “do great things.” So she ended up an actual nuclear physicist who’s quite scared to abandon the money and prestige to pursue music fulltime. She’s fiery and mean, easy to provoke, and will argue her opinion to the death, even if it's a stupid hill to die on. She is, however, a deeply caring individual and would put down her life to protect her loved ones. Rav is her best friend; she can’t stand him anyway. She has a massive crush on Chase and it annoys her to no end because she on default hates men. No shave no trim full bush and fuck you if you want otherwise.
CESAR “CHASE”
RODRIGUES-SILVA
Age: 28 (b. 1968)
Gender/Sexuality: Cisgender Man, “straight”
Nationality: Mexican-Puerto-Rican-American, from Los Angeles
Height/Weight: BIG
About: A car-obsessive, Chase ‘s dad was a former casual racer and his mum grew up in an undocumented Mexican family in SoCal involved in lowrider culture; there was no way Chase wasn't going to get into muscle car mechanic work. He got his nickname from being a teen who provoked and out-raced cops in cars he built himself. Chase is a gentle giant and a sweet soul, but just likes to stick it to authority figures who deem him disposable because of his racial identity. He looks a little rough around the edges but is actually the peacekeeper of the band. He started playing drums in his teenage years in a shitty hardcore trio and can play a real fucking mean d-beat. Rav is his roommate and Chase is really struggling with it because he has warm, fuzzy feelings for Rav he can’t explain.
