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| GPF Archive: Sunday, August 30, 2009 | Man 1: We want to see the aliens who landed in the desert!!
/ Man 2: We know you brought them here!!
/ General: I assure you!! There are no aliens!! Nor do we have any alien spacecraft on this base!! / Soldier 1: I'm certain I heard someone in here!!
/ Soldier 2: I know!! I heard it, too!! / The spacecraft rises in the air. / POP!!!!! / Caption: Later!!
/ Soldier 1: But we're telling you, sir!! It just disappeared!!
/ General: You two will be dealt with later!! Right now, we need to concoct a story for public release!! We've a mob of locals insisting they saw an alien spacecraft land in the desert!!
/ Man 3: I think I have a solution, sir!! / Caption: Still later!!
/ Man 4: Weather balloon?!?!? http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090830.html |
| General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip | WEATHER BALLOON ?!?!
/ That's right!! After a thorough investigation, we've ascertained that the object locals saw land in the desert was indeed nothing more than a downed WEATHER BALLOON!! / I smell a cover-up!!
/ Me, too!! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090831.html |
| GPF Archive: Tuesday, September 1, 2009 | Father: Otto, have you seen this article about locals claiming to have seen an alien spacecraft land in the desert?! Turns out it was nothing more than a downed weather balloon!!
/ Mother: Of course, it was a weather balloon!! Right Otto?!? / Mother: We all know there's no such thing as aliens!!
/ Father: Indeed!! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090901.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, September 2, 2009 | [[Professor Wisebottom, present time, finishes his story for Nick and Ki]]
/ Ki: Wait a minute. You're meaning to tell us the famous Roswell aliens were really time travelers from 2002, and you helped the get home by fixing their time machine?
/ Wisebottom: Yup. That was me. / [[Nick and Ki look at each other]]
/ Wisebottom (off-panel): Using my notes taken from their craft, the failed Nazi project "Abteilung Zeitreisen", I was able to combine my fledgling design with theirs, fixing flaws in both. Mine would have eventually worked, mind you, but they gave me a nudge in the right direction. / [[Close-up of Wisebottom]]
/ Wisebottom: I'm afraid I never found out what became of those ladies. As 2002 came and went, I contemplated looking them up to see what became of them. That said, I doubt they'd ever connect that fresh-faced youth with the fossil I am today. C'est la vie... / [[Ki hands a magazine to Otto]]
/ Ki: I suppose your story might explain this box of "Big 'Uns" magazines then...
/ Wisebottom: Um, yes, well, I'll just be taking those, thank you... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090902.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, September 3, 2009 | [[Nick and Ki continue to hash out the implications of Uncle Wisebottom's story about the visiting time machine]]
/ Nick: So whatever became of this other time machine,
/ Uncle Wise? I can only assume no news is good news.
/ Wisebottom: That's not necessarily a safe assumption. / [[Wisebottom ponders the issue]]
/ Wisebottom: I haven't detected any disruptions in space-time since your escapades in New York. It could be that their time machine was lost or destroyed, but it could be used for nefarious purposes unbeknownst to us. It's impossible to tell. / [[Nick and Ki ponder the issue as well]]
/ Nick: If another time machine exists, someone could alter time without us knowing. Even detectors either of us could concoct would be subject to sweeping changes in space-time as well.
/ Ki: How comforting. / [[Close-up of Wisebottom]]
/ Wisebottom: I should point out that their device had only enough fuel for one more trip. Miss Filigree was not quite as ditzy as she let on. A smart cookie like her might arrange for one last trip to somewhere where obtaining such scarce fuel would be... difficult. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090903.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, September 4, 2009 | [[Uncle Wisebottom, Ki, and Nick stand around after Wisebottom finished his story]]
/ Wisebottom: Well, that's that. I've said my farewells, I've packed up my belongings, and it's time to catch my flight.
/ Nick: What, no teleporter? / [[Ki helps Wisebottom with his bag]]
/ Ki: Have a safe trip, Otto. Take care.
/ Wisebottom: Oh, you'll see me at all the usual holidays, I'm sure. I won't be THAT far away. / [[Wisebottom walks out the door]]
/ Nick: No messing with the plane's electronics while in flight, Unk.
/ Wisebottom: Now, nobody was able to prove ANYTHING, my boy. And nobody got hurt. That's what matters, right? / [[A UMOOVIT truck drives away as Ki and Nick watch]]
/ Ki: Should we call Santa Fe and warn them he's coming?
/ Nick: They're used to mushroom clouds out there. I'm sure he'll fit in nicely. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090904.html |
| GPF Archive: Saturday, September 5, 2009 | [[A jet plane is in the air]]
/ Flight attendant (off-panel): I'm sorry, sir, but the use of cellular telephones is not permitted while we're in flight.
/ Wisebottom (off-panel): Oh, it's not a cell phone... / [[Wisebottom shows the flight attendant his device]]
/ Wisebottom: While it taps into the cellular network, it actually uses subspace harmonics to transmit audio through space-time fractures and is perfectly safe from harmful electronic interference.
/ Flight attendant: Um, right. / [[Wisebottom fiddles with his device]]
/ < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090905.html |
| General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip | {{strip is vertical, rather than the usual horizontal layout}}
/ [[An emergency room. Todd runs in, carrying Mischief. He's got bloodstains all over his clothes; she's got blood dripping down all over her body too, including from the side of her head. (Two others, apparently a male doctor and a female nurse, watch them run past.)]] / Todd (thought narrative): Is this how it ends? Please, not like this. The fate of the multiverse crushes me beneath its weight. I am powerless to stop what seems to be inevitable. The Gamester is gone. Pandemonium is on the loose... And now _this_. The death of another god... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090907.html |
| General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip | [[Todd and Mischief appear to be back in the Celestial Nursery. Todd carries the limp body of Mischief as it flickers]]
/ Todd (narrating): Pandemonium's attack was severe. Mischief's life energy lay on the cusp of evaporation. I knew she had only one chance. / Todd: Still in the Celestial Nursery, I could put her into a protoverse as we did to regenerate "the Gamester". This was no time for philosophical debate on destroying theoretical worlds. / Todd: With Gamester gone, no one but me would know of Pandemonium's plan, and I am powerless to stop him. Mischief would be our only chance; she _had_ to survive. / [[Todd startled by falling debris]]
/ Todd: But perhaps I asked too much. With a shudder, the nursery began to collapse. Mischief's fate may be uncertain, but mine seemed sealed. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090909.html |
| General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip | I don't know why the nursery began to crumble, but crumble it did. With no way of escape, I was certain I was doomed / Mischief emerged, apparently healed but unconscious. She might survive if the nursery collapsed, but I certainly wouldn't. / Just as suddenly a portal appeared. No catalyst in sight. No reason to be found. Just a doorway of light to somewhere else. / Right then, anywhere seemed better than where we where http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090911.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, September 14, 2009 | Todd (narrating): The portal collapsed as quickly as it appeared. Even if the nursery were not destroyed, we certainly weren't going back. / Todd (narrating): I had no idea when and where we were, but it seemed like Earth, from about my parents' time. Which Earth, of course, was impossible to tell. I saw humans, at least, with no talking cats, fleas, or fish in sight. / Todd (narrating): Mischief seems to be healed. She was solid and whole, with no annoying strobe effects. Well, there was that one little thing...
/ Mischief: Moan... / Mischief: Hi! You're cute. Do I know you? http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090914.html |
| General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip | her memories were gone. A complete blank slate. We needed somewhere to talk, to try and sort things out. We found a small diner nearby. / She said she was starving, and she ate like she'd never eaten in her life. She probably hadn't. What was more surprising were the couple hundred bucks in my pocket and a pair of very real looking id cards with fake names. / I tried to jog her memory, hoping she'd remember something, ANYTHING. Gamester, the nursery, pandemonium...but it was all in vain. She avoided the topic; whether it was intentional or involuntary was impossible to tell. / So as our all-powerful enemy stalked who-knows-where. The only hope of the cosmos, stripped of her memories and powers, slurped down milkshakes and I was her only hope of recovery. Joy. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090916.html |
| General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip | TODD, NARRATING: OUR BEST HOPE WAS TO LAY LOW. AT LEAST UNTIL MISCHIEF'S MEMORIES RETURNED. TO MY SURPRISE, SHE EASILY ACQUIRED A JOB AT THE DINER, PROBABLY TO RECOUP OUR INITIAL BILL / TODD: I WAS HIRED AS A MECHANIC AT A NEARBY GARAGE. ALL THAT TIME IN THE RESISTANCE FIXING THINGS PAID OFF. NEITHER OF US MADE MUCH, BUT COMBINED WE COULD BE COMFORTABLE / TODD: WE RENTED A CHEAP APARTMENT AND TOLD THE LANDLADY WE'RE SIBLINGS. SHE DIDN'T BUY IT, OF COURSE, AND TOOK A GREAT PLEASURE IN REMINDING US OF THAT FACT. / TODD: WE ACTUALLY BEGAN TO SETTLE INTO A "NORMAL" ROUTINE, PERHAPS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN EITHER OF OUR LIVES. BUT NEITHER OF US COULD EVER BE NORMAL, AND I KNEW THIS WAS ONLY THE CALM BEFORE THE IMPENDING STORM http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090918.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, September 21, 2009 | [[Mischief is creating a greasy spoon]]
/ Todd (Narrator): Mischief adopted the name ?Misty?, although I can?t imagine where she came up with it. Fitting in was difficult for her; it was like watching someone living in a country they had only seen in a bad movie? / [[Mischief is going to club a sandwich for a customer order]] / Customer at counter seat: Waitress! There?s mud in this pie!
/ Mischief (Misty): Yes Sir! Just flown in from Mississippi! / [[Mischief holding a puppy dog up to the cigarette smoking cook]]
/ Mischief (Misty): What do you mean they aren?t really made out of dogs? Next you?ll be telling me there are no pigs in those burgers! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090921.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, September 23, 2009 | Todd (narrating): Her grasp of human idioms left, well, everything to be desired...
/ Mischief: Bring up your head!
/ Todd: Yipe! / Todd: Why are you throwing raw meat at me?
/ Mischief: It's bacon! I'm bringin' it home! / Mischief: I bought these cute clothes to dress the chicken in, and this plaque is to name the veggies. Sweet! / Mischief: Now roll up your sleeves. I'm making blood pudding, and I need a vein.
/ Todd: That's it. We're eating out from now on. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090923.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, September 25, 2009 | Todd (narrating): Yet I knew something else was wrong. The signs were there, if only I had paid attention...
/ Mischief: Roses! / Mischief: I've always hears you should stop and spell the roses, but "rose" isn't that hard of a word to spell. Smelling them is much more fun... / Mischief: OW!
/ Todd: What? What's wrong?
/ Mischief: I-it's nothing. / Mischief: I just p-pricked my finger. No biggie, right? http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090925.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, September 28, 2009 | Todd (narrating): The rose incident held deep implications. Not only was she without her memories or powers, but she was mortal. I couldn't begin to understand how, but this opened a whole new boatload of concerns. / Todd (narrating): If she could be hurt, she could also die. Suddenly she seemed all too human. How could we possibly defeat Pandemonium if she were as powerless as me against him? An impossible gloom overtook me. / Mischief: Cheer up, grumpy gus! If anyone can fix that sucky thingy, I know it's you! / Todd (narrating): All too human... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090928.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, September 30, 2009 | Todd (narrating): Another problem began to arise, one I never anticipated...
/ Mischief: And I made you lunch! It's a loaf of meat!
/ Todd: Uh, thanks. / Mischief: Have a good day, Todd. Have fun lubing drive shafts or whatever it is you do. / Body shop owner: Woowee! No question 'bout that girlfriend of yours. You two got it bad pal.
/ Todd: She's not my girlfriend. She's my sister. / Body shop owner: My sister ain't never looked at me that way. Maybe you need to take them sunglasses off every once in a while. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20090930.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, October 2, 2009 | Todd (narrating): It came to a head shortly after that. Exhausted from a long day, I fell asleep watching TV... / Todd (narrating): I don't know how long she had been there, but her movements were so light I never felt her touch. / Todd (narrating): Maybe it was the haze of sleep. Maybe it was the warmth of her body, the sparkle in her eyes... I felt something I never felt before... / Todd (narrating): Something I will forever wonder if it was a mistake... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091002.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, October 5, 2009 | Todd (narrating): It's a lot easier to think clearly when you don't have hormones pumping through your veins... / Todd (narrating): Still, somehow the warning bells managed to make it through...
/ Todd: N-no... I can't do this. I'm sorry. / Mischief: Did... did I do something wrong?
/ Todd: No, I did. I saw this coming and I didn't stop it earlier. I'm sorry. I just can't do this. / Mischief: Can't do what?
/ Todd: Take advantage of you. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091005.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, October 7, 2009 | Mischief: Take advantage of me? I thought I was--
/ Todd:You're not yourself, mischief. You don't know what you're doing. / Mischief: First of all, my name is Misty. You keep talking about this mystical "Mischief," but she has these powers and memories I obviously don't have. As far as I know, she never existed, and you may never see her again. / Mischief: I barely know anything. Before you, I knew nothing. You're everything to me. You're all I have in the world. I'm lost without you. I can barely fry my shoes without your help. / Mischief: I need you, Todd. I want you. I've seen the way you look at me when you think I'm not looking. Can you really say you've never wanted me too? http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091007.html |
| General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip | In my brief life before my temporal journey. I knew nothing but hardship. I learned not o make deep friendships when you may be burying your friends any day. / Since I became an Agent of the Gamester. I've lived an eternity out of time. Aging and ageless all at once. I have known only two constants. Two giants who step lightly as not to squash their pet bug. / But "Misty" was so lost and alone. Where once I saw limitless power. Now I saw utter helplessness. If I were to give into hose desires. Would I be comforting here, or making her wounds deeper still? / [[Passionate Kiss]] http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091009.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, October 12, 2009 | Todd (narrating): For the next week, we reveled in our romance. Guilt gnawed at my happiness, knowing her memories were not her own but her intoxicating smile always swept it away. / Todd (narrating): Gene at the garage said he could see the change in me. I was the happiest he had ever seen me. In truth, that was the happiest I had ever been in my life. / Todd (narrating): I promised Misty I would meet her for lunch. We would pick something up and walk to the park for a quick picnic. Our entire future lay ahead of us, simple but perfect... / Todd (narrating): Of course, fate cruelly barreled down upon us like an 18-wheeler with failing brakes... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091012.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, October 14, 2009 | Todd (narrating): Leaving her there was risky; paramedics may not arrive in time. Moving her was just as risky, but the hospital was just around the corner. I took the chance. / Todd (narrating): Her injuries were grave. Things were broken and ruptured that I never knew existed. They told me up front that her chances were slim. / Todd (narrating): How could I tell them she couldn't die? I could no longer convince myself. A god does not crumple before a speeding truck like a broken doll. / Todd (narrating): I could sure use a god right about now... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091014.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, October 16, 2009 | Todd (narrating): Dr. Sehgal was frank: Misty was unlikely to survive the night. It was a miracle I got her there in time, but more miracles were needed. / Todd (narrating): He told me to leave, get some rest. How could I? The weight of the entire cosmos was beginning to rush in upon me. / Todd (narrating): Gamester was gone, Mischief was dying and Pandemonium was who knows where doing who know what. And here was I, the only one with this knowledge in the entire universe, powerless to do anything about it. / Todd (narrating): I couldn't tell which was worse, losing Misty, or the end of all known existence. To me, both were about the same. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091016.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, October 19, 2009 | Todd (narrating): Hours passed: I don't know how many. I was awakened from an uneasy sleep by a hand on my shoulder. The feel, the weight was familiar, as was the voice when it spoke. / Gamester: Sometimes, in order to regain what was once lost, we must lose what we currently have.
/ Todd: Wha--? / Dr. Sehgal: I do not wish to offend, but sometimes when the Lord speaks, it is with words we do not wish to hear, but which are in our best interests. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091019.html |
| General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip | [[Todd sits at Mischief's bedside, the scene being black with white silhouettes, and there being a green heart rate display]] / [[Mischief's heart rate becomes more erratic and Todd leans forward]] / [[Mischief's heart rate wildly fluctuates and then flatlines as Todd gets up]] / [[Todd buries his head in his hands as Mischief's heart rate continues on a flatline]]. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091021.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, October 23, 2009 | Mischief is lying in bed. Todd Wellington is beside holding her hand, unsure if she will ever wake up again. / Mischief wiggles her fingers. / Mischief opens her eyes. Todd is surprised to see her awake. / Mischief: I'm back Didja miss me? http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091023.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, October 26, 2009 | Todd (narrating): Mischief explained as best she could. Her "human" form was like a chrysalis, a "vessel" in which her regenerated form could heal. She was good as new and at full strength. / Todd (narrating): She revealed that it was indeed The Gamester who spoke to me through the doctor, and it was he who opened the portal. He was alive but weak, saving his energy by remaining incorporeal until the time was right. / Todd (narrating): Gamester still had time to heal, but her regeneration came at a price. Everything she said or did while human died with her corporeal form. She had no memories of the last month. / Todd (narrating): No memories... of us. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091026.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, October 28, 2009 | Mischief: Now all we need to do is find the boss, help him regenerate, and then we can track ol' Pande-Dummy-Um down and fry his tuckus / Mischief: Just wait and see what we've got in store for you, mister ugly! / [[Mischief thrusts up her fists in to the air, causing her hospital gown to part in the back. Todd notices]] / < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20091028.html |
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