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GPF Archive: Monday, October 17, 2005 Nick: Sweetie, it's... it's okay. I... meant what I said. Nothing in your past could ever-- / Ki: It's... not that simple... / Ki narrating: We were almost to the point of... crossing the threshold when... / [[Ki sits up and covers herself with a blanket.]] / Ki: I-I'm sorry, Sam. I... I can't do this. / Sam: C'mon, baby. You're just nervous. Give yourself a bit more time to get into the moment and-- / Ki: No, Sam. I can't. I... just _can't_. / Ki narrating: Where things were blurred and uncerain before, now they were loud and clear, this wasn't right. I didn't know if it was me, or Sam, or just this moment, but it wasn't _right_.
GPF Archive: Tuesday, October 18, 2005 Ki: I'm sorry. I _wanted_ to, really. At least, _part_ of me did. But I think it was for all the wrong reasons. I just can't go through with it. / Ki: I love you. I really do. And I can't imagine giving myself to anyone else. But I made a promise to myself, and there's this alarm in my head going off. This isn't the way our first time should happen. / Ki: I hate the way everyone teases you, and I want to do _something_ to ease the stress you're under. I thought this was the way to do that, but I'm not ready for it. I'll do _anything_ for you, but not thise, not now. I hope you will understand... / [[He... didn't take it as well as I had hoped.]]
GPF Archive: Wednesday, October 19, 2005 Sam: You little tease of a @#*&@! Is this some sick little game for you? / Ki: Ow! Sam! You're hurting me! / Sam: "Let's lead Sam on, make him the laughingstock of the school, then pull a bait-and-switch on him and see if he cracks!" / Ki: It's not like that! I told you I don't think-- / Sam: SHUT UP AND QUIT "THINKING!" / <> / Sam: If you're gonna @#*& start something, you better be @#*& sure you can finish it...
GPF Archive: Thursday, October 20, 2005 [[Sam climbs on Ki in an attempt to rape her]] / Ki narrating: The blow stunned me. It took a moment to realize what was happening, and Sam seized that moment of weakness. / [[Ki struggles as Sam seizes her wrists]] / Ki narrating: I've always been fiercely independant, and part of that has been to compensate for my size. But deep inside I've always known that's mostly a facade. If it really came down to it, a woman like me could never hold up against a man like Sam. / [[Sam goes down on Ki]] / Ki narrating: He locked my wrists quickly, and the sheer weight of his huge body was enough to pin the rest of me. I struggled like an ant beneath a foot as he pinned my leg. / [[Ki knees Sam in the face]] / Ki narrating:Then I got lucky. He never did get that other leg pinned...
GPF Archive: Friday, October 21, 2005 [[Ki grabs a towel and runs out as Sam clutches his groin]] / Ki narrating: He was distracted just long enough for me to take aim at somewhere more delicate. That gave me my avenue for escape. / [[Ki runs down the hall]] / Ki narrating: I didn't bother with modesty. My goal was to run anywhere where I could find someone, anyone. Sam wouldn't dare hit me again in front of someone. / [[Ki runs down the hall, Sam is chasing her]] / Ki narrrating: I could hear his bare feet slapping the tile behind me. I knew he could catch me quickly, so I had to think of something fast. / [[Fooker opens his door]] / Ki narrating: Fortunately, I had a guardian angel just down the hall...
 
GPF Archive: Saturday, October 22, 2005 [[Fooker lets Ki in just before Sam reaches her]] / Ki narrating: Fooker didn't ask questions. He didn't even make a snide remark. He simply let me in and quickly tried to shut the door. / [[Sam hits the door with his shoulder, forcing it open]] / Ki narrating: However, Sam had gathered enough momentum to bash the door before it was fully closed. He was furious, and wasn't about to let anything or anyone stop him. / [[Ki cowers while Fooker stands defiant]] / Ki narrating: I cowered behind Fooker. I didn't expect him to be more than a speed bump to Sam. After all, Fooker's far from being a formidable presence... / [[Sam throws a punch, but Fooker blocks it]] / Ki narrating: But I somehow suspect that, although I didn't know it at the time, Fooker was already moonlighting for the UGA at that point.
GPF Archive: Sunday, October 23, 2005 [[Sam knocks Fooker's glasses off]] / Ki narrating: The two of them traded blows for several minutes. Fooker was quick and agile, but Sam was large and powerful. "David and Goliath" may have been too powerful a metaphor... / [[Sam is knocked to the ground as a result of Fooker's kick]] / Ki narrating: ... But the outcome was largely the same. / [[Sam staggers off]] / Ki narrating: By that point, the noise had attracted the attention of a few onlookers. Sam pulled a hasty strategic retreat. / [[Fooker holds out a shirt for Ki]] / Ki narrating: Fooker dispersed the crowd, got me a shirt to put on, and locked me in his room long enough to tell the RA what happened. / [[Fooker returns to his room as Ki sits on his bed]] / Ki narrating: After a few minutes, he came back. He asked if I wanted to call the campus police, and if I needed somewhere safe to stay. / [[Ki cries into Fooker's chest]] / Ki narrating: There was only one thing I needed at that moment, and he was more than happy to oblige me.
GPF Archive: Monday, October 24, 2005 Nick: Wow... I... never knew all this. Fooker never told me... / Ki: We have an understanding. He doesn't talk and I don't break his genitals. / Ki: On one hand, there's part of me that feels very sorry for Sam. I knew he was under tremendous pressure from every side, and I can see how what I did seemed like a big tease to him. I wasn't very fair to him. / Nick: Still, that doesn't excuse what he almost did to you... / Ki: No, it doesn't. And every time I lament about what I did to him, I remind myself of that. / Ki: And when I look at us and remember what my life was like with Sam, I realize just how special you are...
GPF Archive: Tuesday, October 25, 2005 Ki: I suppose I should go ahead and finish the rest of my story... / Nick: Although I have a good idea of what happens next... / [[Sam is holding a ring case and looking sad]] / Ki narrating: Sam tried to apologize. I'll give him credit for seeming sincere, but I warned him that he crossed a line that was extremely difficult and doubtful that I could ever forgive. I promptly returned the ring and we officially broke up. / [[Cheerleaders are talking behind Ki's back]] / Ki narrating: Rumors quickly flew around the school. Some had Sam cheating on me, others had me cheating on him (with Fooker!). I didn't care, and Sam never said anything either, mostly I think because he was embarassed that Fooker kicked his butt. / [[Fooker walks with Ki as they pass Sam, whose face has an expression of silent regret]] / Ki narrating: Fooker wouldn't let me walk alone for a long time. But Sam never bothered me again. Even if we passed in the hall, he'd say hello with a sad look on his face. I think he was genuinely sorry, but he knew he went too far.
GPF Archive: Wednesday, October 26, 2005 [[Ki's mother turns and looks at Ki's father, who is kicking a trash can]] / Ki narrating: Mom was very understanding about the breakup. Dad... wasn't. While I never told him exactly what happened, I think mom told him later. He broke a toe kicking a trash can and couldn't golf for weeks. / [[Ki's father's boss is holding out a paper to Ki's father in his office]] / Ki narrating: Remember that job Sam arranged for dad? Well, it wasn't long after the break-up that dad was fired for "improper use of company property," something about some equipment he swore his boss gave him permission to use. / {{Reference to the "unrelated reason" for Trish's firing- and an implication that Ki's father may have been correct?}} / [[Ki's father's silhouette ponders]] / Ki narrating: Dad quickly put two and two together, and it didn't matter if four was the outcome. He assumed that since his daughter's fiance didn't get what he wanted, daddy would make a good target for revenge. / [[Ki's father looks out a window]] / Ki narrating: There was never any proof to support his theory, of course, but that never stopped him. Dad was bitter in some ways before that, but this raised him to an all new level. Unfortunately, you got the brunt of his wrath.
 
GPF Archive: Thursday, October 27, 2005 Ki: As for Sam, he didn't win the Heisman, but he did become a first round NFL draft. He's still playing for some team across the country, although his record isn't spectacular. / Ki: He ended up marrying Sandra, the matress with hair. Turns out all she wanted was his money, so they divorced a few years later. I don't keep tabs on him anymore, but I hope he succeeds at what he loves to do. / Nick: Thanks for sharing this with me, Ki. I know it was difficult, so I appreciate how hard it was to share. I hope you will never have to face that kind of situation again. / Ki: With you, I know I never will. / Nick: So now that that's done and over with, can we talk about our time traveling son from the alternate future?
GPF Archive: Friday, October 28, 2005 Ki: Y-YOU KNOW ABOUT TODD?! HOW?! / Nick: Relax! It's nothing to worry about. I know you didn't tell me about him to protect me. / Nick: After our first trek into the Mutex, I checked the internal logs to find out what went wrong. I saw the part where you were talking with a strange guy. Although part of it was garbled, I heard him call you "Mom." / Nick: After I found out the mutex could transport to alternate realities, I searched for one where he existed. In the few where I found him, he seemed to be a very brave, courageous young man. I only hope any son we have will be like him. / Ki: This log... did you keep a copy of it? / Nick: No. After I found out what Trent was up to, I "accidentally" deleted it in disgust.
GPF Archive: Saturday, October 29, 2005 Ki: So, since you seem to be okay with the concept of Todd, can I see these alternate realities with him in them? / Nick: I don't think that's a good idea. / Nick: These alternate universes represent possible timelines, and knowing their outcomes could change our choices to certain events. Who knows how that could affect the flow of time & space. / Nick: I think we should meed Todd in our own special way. In a couple months, we'll be married. And when the time is right, we'll decide to have children. We don't *have* to name the first one Todd. But we can if you want to. / Ki: "The first one?" / Nick: Um, if we decide to have more. / Ki: And if the "first one's" a girl? / Nick: Er, Toddrica? / {{End}}
GPF Archive: Sunday, October 30, 2005 [[Sharon's eyes are watering and her nose is red. Fooker looks on as she blows her nose.]] / [[Sharon gestures to the general squallor of Fooker's apartment while pointing to her red nose. Fooker has a sad look on his face.]] / [[Fooker is shown cleaning his apartment; throwing away garbage, dusting, washing dishes, sweeping and scrubbing furniture.]] / [[Fooker is collapsed in a chair resting, wearing rubber gloves and dirt all over his clothes.]] / [[Fooker looks on angrily as Fred comes slithering up leaving a trail of dirt and clutter in his wake. Fred is confused at Fooker's expression.]]
GPF Archive: Monday, October 31, 2005 [[Fooker is still wearing gloves and a bandana, and starts speaking to fred: a picture of Sharon having an intense allergic reaction]] / [[Fooker speaks: a picture of him scrubbing and sweeping]] / [[Fooker yells: a picture of Fred trailing slimy mold on the floor, and leaving empty cans and pizza boxes in his wake]] / [[Fred speaks: a picture of a needle and thread, sewing, taken to mean "So?". Fooker cosses his arms and grits his teeth in anger]]
 
GPF Archive: Tuesday, November 1, 2005 + bleach = Fred's tombstone / + bleach = ?
GPF Archive: Wednesday, November 2, 2005 [[Fooker proposes to Fred and Sharon: a picture of a dove carying an olive branch. "Let's make peace"]] / [[Fred proposes to Sharon: a picture of a hatchet being thrown into an open grave. "Yes, let's bury the hatchet!" while extending an... arm? to.. shake 'hands'?]] / [[Fooker and Fred look on while Sharon pauses to think]] / [[Sharon angrily says: a picture of a castle with a moat around it, and the gate closed. She also motions toward Fooker's hand, which is current encased in a thick rubber glove. Signifies a desire for a safe, protected location, away from Fred]]
GPF Archive: Thursday, November 3, 2005 [[Fred pleads: a picture of Fred with a halo on his head, holding his 'hands' in a praying position. "I'm innocent!" or "I'll be good!" ..while Sharon glares at him]] / [[Fooker suggests: a picture of Fooker, Sharon and Fred in football gear, in a football feild. "Come on, Sharon, we're a team" ...Sharon stares at him.]] / [[Sharon looks thoughtfully at Fred, and says: "Well..." ]] / [[Sharon smiles and says: a picture of a bridge over a river. Possible transcription: "Water under the bridge" ...Fred once again extends a "hand" for sharon to shake]]
GPF Archive: Friday, November 4, 2005 [[Fooker opens a door]] / [[Fooker mentions a seal, indicating that he intends to partition Fred and Sharon's environments ("seal" the door).]] / [[Fooker talks about Sharon with flowers, hearts, and smiley faces on one side of a wall, and Fred with filth, trash, and flies on the other. He plans on making separate spaces for the two]] / [[Fooker thinks about cutting the fuse of some TNT. This signifies that he believes that he "defused" the situation]]
GPF Archive: Saturday, November 5, 2005 [[Sharon & Fooker finished cleaning the place, then trip and make a mess of everything]]
 
GPF Archive: Sunday, November 6, 2005 Hey, what are these mouth-washing strips doing here? / *FLIP!* / WHAT THE--?! / *Grrrr...* / I'll, um, be leaving now... / *GROWL!* / AAAAAAAAAA!!! POSSESSED CLEANING PRODUCT!
GPF Archive: Monday, November 7, 2005 [[The whole comic has no dialogue.]] / [[Dex is standing in an empty room, with a rather dumb and devoid look on his face.]] / [[Close up on Dex's face and torso, as he breaks out into a sly smirk.]] / [[Dex breaks out dancing. He turns in a circle, first bending down with his left arm extended out, right hand reaching forward. Then he turns again, ala 70's style grove, pointing up with his left hand, and down with his right. The next move can only be described as "cradling his head" and he ends with a flourish reminicent of John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever.]]
GPF Archive: Tuesday, November 8, 2005 And stay out!!! / Geez Fooker, did you have to get us thrown out? / Yes, I'm sorry, but I did. A man has to do what he has to do. / A man "has to" break into the rides and start reprogramming the attractions? / Yes I did! How dare they call that the "world of the future" while they're still running cp/m and geos!
GPF Archive: Wednesday, November 9, 2005 Interpretations II: Guest Artist Week / Guest Comic created by Thomas K. Dye / After the humiliating defeat in the lawsuit against Fred Physarum, Trent had a vision. He must atone for his cruel behavior against slime molds. / Many years passed until Trent finally found the answer, in a slime mold yoga camp ten miles north of Palakkad, India. / After he attained enlightenment and the blessing of the guru, Trent opened an abused slime mold care center in nearby Thiruvananthapuram. / That was until the Health Department shut them down because the whole thing was so ding-dong silly. / Trent: "Please! Think of the slime mold children!" / Police Officer: "They can live at the McDonald's a block down, now go away."
GPF Archive: Thursday, November 10, 2005 Nick! / Walky! / Our secret support group for websnark.com's "You had me and you lost me" victims... / The coast is clear.
 
GPF Archive: Friday, November 11, 2005 [[Meanwhile, in the depths of Trent's nose!]] / Trent: sNoRe... / Schnozican leader: *FELLOW SCHNOZICANS!* For many a season we have dwelled in the nose of Trent. Prospering, *EXPANDING, making his nose grow to *RIDICULOUS PROPORTIONS!* But now, the Great Trent has been struck down, *DEFEATED!* By a massive sentient snot monster! His future is *FAR* too uncertain, and for our safety, we must *MIGRATE!* / Schnozican: But *WHERE*, oh Nosemaster? Where shall we go? Where *CAN* we go?! / Schnozican leader: *FEAR NOT!* For I have located a suitable host, complete with *POINTY NOSE* and *RED HAIR!* / [[The next morning!]] / Trent: Hey, my nose sewelling's gone down! Things are *LOOKING UP!* / [[Later, at GPF!]] / Fooker: Sharon, I'm going to ask you one last time; Did you, or did you *NOT* delete my "Women of the U.G.A" screensaver?! / Sharon: I didn't! / <> / Fooker: Ha! I *KNEW* you were lying!
GPF Archive: Saturday, November 12, 2005 Fooker: So, it's vacation time. / Nick: Yeah. / Fooker: I wonder what nutty adventures we'll go through during this. / Nick: Not sure. / {Silence} / Fooker: I hope the rest of the guest strips are funnier than this one. / Nick: Yeah.
GPF Archive: Sunday, November 13, 2005 This artstyle looks familar. / Yeah. / Hey, I can move my head this time! Maybe we're on the way to a nutty adventure! / Maybe. / You know, you're not very talkative today. / Sorry. I'll try to do better. / ...blah blah blah blah blah... / I have to mouth, but I just had to try and open it during the guest strips...
GPF Archive: Monday, November 14, 2005 ATTENTION, EMPLOYEES: GPF IS CHANGING ITS NAME! / WHAT?! / "GPF" IS OUTDATED! WE LOOK LIKE A DINOSAUR. WE NEED TO GET WITH THE TIMES! WHAT'S THE MODERN EQUIVALENT OF A GENERAL PROTECTION FAULT? / WELL, OUR SERVERS KERNEL PANICED YESTERDAY DUE TO A DD0S PING FLOOD ON IRC PORT 6667 FROM A TROJAN-HORSED-SPYWARE-INFECTED ZOMBIFIED NETWORK IN CONJUNCTION WITH A... / YEAH! "SYNTAX ERROR!" THAT'S OUR NEW NAME! / I NEVER THOUGHT I'D BE NOSTALGIC FOR THE BLUE SCREEN OF DEATH.
GPF Archive: Tuesday, November 15, 2005 {{Guest strip by Jamie Robertson}} / Fred & Fooker / [[The image shows Fooker encased inside Fred, like fruit in a Jello mold]]
 

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