Originally posted by Kevka I've been reading some of the early ones.
All that stuff about the half-orc thinking he pooped the bed, made me laugh out loud for about 5 minutes.
That's one of my favortites.
Originally posted by Galuf the Dwarf Yeah, same here. Still, the one that cracked me up the most was definitely "MaGiC MuShRoOmS".
Durnkrag: "I think there was something funny with those mushrooms... Whoah! My hands are Huge!"
But that's not the funniest part of it.
Ahhh, another favorite. I should do a hand-drawn version of that one sometime.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Bea to the rescue.
Great new episode.
With Remus down they have as good as won.
No way that one backstab will be enough to kill Durnkrag
(is it *hopefull*)
Originally posted by Stilgar Bea to the rescue.
Great new episode.
With Remus down they have as good as won.
Not necessarily. Durnkrag could be dying, Khaggoth could succeed his dad, Castor could end up in bondage (literally and figuratively) to Teagan, Beatrice and Arundin could be easily dispatched. Next week, Kayless could start up a comic about the Shadow Pack. Really!
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
Kayless doesn't have time. He's too busy holding polar bear orgies and searching for lost gold mines in the frigid wastela...excuse me, the wonderful wildlife refuge that is Alaska.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
Yep, it's hard enough trying to keep up with the comics I'm already doing. Star Quest is turning into the red-headed step-child of comics, since I'm always neglecting it when I get too stressed and/or busy (and who could be stress or busy during the Christmas season?).
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
Originally posted by Galuf the Dwarf Something wierd's been going on with the DCI comics. Last Friday's issue, and the one before that, are gone! What the heck is going on?
You got me. I can still see those eps fine.
The latest issue is finally up btw. I would have had it up sooner but my computer needed some maintenance (all things considered, I got it fixed pretty quick).
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
I'm sure she'll be happy to help a dwarven paladin in need.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
*Mental image of a menage-a-trois with Teagan, Castor, and Durngrim entering mind*
I should make a sketch of that.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
