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|GPF Archive: Monday, February 19, 2007||[[The Emperor's throne room. In the foreground, an energy pistol with the words "LAZER-WELD" on the barrel fires a bolt of energy just above the head of the very startled Nick and leaves a mark on the MUTEX behind him . Only part of a finger is seen beneath the barrel, but in context it is clear that Emperor NegaNick, off panel, has pulled the trigger. In the background, Ki, looking frightened, yells.]] / Ki: NICK! LOOK OUT! / [[Emperor NegaNick, standing, sneers down at Nick, who is still crouched or kneeling in front of the MUTEX. In the background, Ki looks on angrily.]] / Emperor NegaNick: No fair alerting my prey, Ki! I was so hoping to finally get rid of this useful but meddlesome twit. But that shouldn't matter anymore... / [[The panel is filled with Emperor NegaNick's sneering face in extreme closeup.]] / Emperor NegaNick: With the others distracted, I'll slip through the MUTEX and disable it on the other side. A shave and a little bit of patience later and I'll take your place, putting me in a prime position to start over from scratch! / [[In the foreground, Emperor NegaNick, looking smug, continues to aim the energy handgun at Nick. Behind him, Duchess NegaKi, her teeth bared in anger, picks up a long wrench.]] / Emperor NegaNick: And with the rest of you trapped here, no one will be around to stop me! What do you have to say about _that_?|
|General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip||[[Nick and Nega Nick are staring at each other. Nega Nick sees Nega Ki, wrench in hand, advancing in a reflective plate]] / [[Nega Nick quickly turns and shoots Nega Ki through her chest with the Laser Weld. Nega Ki's hands fly in the air, and Nick sees it]] / [[Nick shoulder rushes Nega Nick, knocking him off balance. Ki looks surprised and is looking away from the struggle]] / [[Nick and Nega Nick are struggling over the Laser Weld. Ki turns to the fallen Nega Ki, who is wincing in pain]]|
|GPF Archive: Monday, March 5, 2007||[[The Emperor's throne room. In the foreground, Ki kneels next to Duchess Ki, who is seated on the floor and leaning against something that looks like furniture. The Duchess has a wound on the right side of her chest.]] / Ki: I... I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do... / Duchess Ki: N-Nothing to... apolo...gize for... / [[Ki is sad. Duchess Ki's words are becoming faint.]] / Ki: Why did you...? / Duchess Ki: You... love him, don't you? / Ki: Yes. / Duchess Ki: That's why. / [[Duchess Ki is seen in closeup. Her brow is wrinkled from pain, and her head shakes a bit.]] / Duchess Ki: Promise... you two will... be happy. Love him... he's a... good... man... / [[Duchess Ki's head has collapsed against her shoulder. She is either unconscious or dead. Ki still kneels next to her. In the background, Nick and Emperor NegaNick are fighting hand-to-hand.]] / Ki: Now _this_ is awkward...|
|GPF: Mischief's Night Out||[[Space is shown with many stars in the background]] / Narrator: Beyond the furthest reaches of time and space... / Narrator: Beyond our concepts of thought and reality... / Narrator: There exists a place far removed from what our feeble mortal minds can comprehend. / Narrator: This is a realm of beings of pure energy and thought. This is the thirteenth dimension of the infinite rotunda of eternity. This is the home of... the GAMESTER...|
|GPF Archive: Monday, March 12, 2007||[[The Emperor's throne room. Nick and the Emperor are fighting. Emperor NegaNick is positioned under the MUTEX helmets, and he kicks Nick in the chest with his right leg, pushing him away from himself and the helmets.]] / [[Emperor NegaNick pulls on a MUTEX helmet with his right hand and clicks a remote control device in his left hand. His face is contorted with a maniacal evil grin as he addresses Nick.]]
/ Emperor NegaNick: Good riddance, fool! It's time I stole your life and made it my own!
|GPF: Mischief's Night Out||Mischief: I'm bored / Mischief: Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored. / Gamester: Did you catalog that list of temporal anomalies I gave you to work on...? / Mischief: Yeee-eees... There were only an infinite number of them. And that Trudy chick won't get started on her surreptitious machinations until later... / Gamester: Mischief... / Gamester: Ixnay on the udy-tray. They don't know anything about that yet... / Mischief: Hrmph. They already do if they've been reading the web site...|
|GPF Archive: Monday, March 19, 2007||[[The Emperor's throne room. Nick is sitting on the floor, in the process of standing up. He looks up at Ki, who is walking toward him. In the background, Fooker, Chuck, and others are shown in outline, aiming at an enemy alien walker.]] / Nick: Is the other Ki... ? / Ki: Dead. Did the Emperor get away? / Nick: Not exactly. / [[Nick, now standing next to Ki, looks at a circuit board in his right hand.]] / Nick: He activated the MUTEX and it was successfully drawing power from my Velociraptor, but I hadn't formalized the bridge yet. That's what this little board was for. / [[Nick looks at Ki, his face in near close-up, with only his right eye and nose visible. There is a dark circle under his eye. Ki's full face is seen. She raises her left eyebrow.]] / Ki: So what does that mean? / Nick: It means the MUTEX dematerialized him, but it had no instructions on how to rematerialize him. He could be in _any_ dimension, if he turns up anywhere at all. / [[Nick and Ki look at each other. He points at the circuit board with his left index finger.]] / Ki: How did you know he'd pull a stunt like that? / Nick: I didn't for sure, but it's the kind of mistake I might have made if I were a self-obsessed evil overlord.|
|GPF: Mischief's Night Out||Gamester: You should count yourself fortunate, Mischief. This is the lull between storms. It is our place to guard and protect this sliver of the cosmos. And it is rare for nothing to be happening all at once. No spatial bridges, no temporal paradoxes... Even the Olympians have failed to rear their meddlesome heads for a change.
/ Gamester: You would do well to use this time to study for your inter-universal thermodynamics exam.
/ Mischief: Aw, boss... / Gamester: None of that, now. You are still an apprentice, and you will remain as such until you have passed all your exams. Only then will you take on the full powers and responsibilities of an extradimensional entity, and only then will we be finally out of each other's hair. / Gamester: I must take this report to the council on inter-spatial affairs. You will study for that exam.
/ Gamester: Don't touch anything until I return. / [[Gamester snaps his fingers and disappears]]
|GPF Archive: Monday, March 26, 2007||[[The Emperor's throne room. Fooker and Justin are aiming weapons toward the balcony. In the foreground, Nick and Ki look back at them. Fooker looks at them angrily as he speaks.]] / Fooker: If you two are done pleasantly chatting, the rest of us would like to get the heck out of here! / [[Nick gestures toward the MUTEX with his left thumb; his right hand holds a small circuit board. Ki stands next to him, in front of the MUTEX. Part of Fooker's face is seen in extreme closeup, in profile, still angry or intense.]] / Nick: I'll have the guidance board installed in ten seconds. / Fooker: Ki, get the other civilians and get on the first jump out of here. / [[Sharon and Dexter are carrying boxes. Ki faces them, holding up her hands as if to stop them. In the foreground, Trudy, apparently sitting or kneeling on the floor, looks back over her shoulder at them.]] / Ki: Sharon! Dex! To the helmets! C'mon, Trudy, you're going too! / Trudy: No, Ki... / [[Trudy is still sitting or kneeling on the floor, holding the head of the alternate Trudy in her lap. Trudy's face is resolute. Ki's face is in profile, in closeup, with a neutral expression.]] / Trudy: Go with the others, and take the other Trudy with you. I'm staying right here.|
|GPF: Mischief's Night Out||Mischief: Hah! Who needs studying! I could pass that stupid exam with my ears closed! / Mischief: I want some fun! Some excitement! I want to go where the action is! I want to do things I'm not supposed to! / Mischief: That is, after all, how I got my name / Mischief: But what to do... / Mischief: I know! I'll see what mortal apprentices do for fun on the eve of their exams, and cash in on the excitement! / Mischief: And to narrow it down a little, I'll limit the search to my favorite planet, Earth! The question is, which one... / Mischief: Hmm... It doesn't seem to matter much. It seems to be a common thread across universes: Students tend to want to party right before important exams. / Mischief: That settles it. It's time to make like a mortal and become a... / Mischief: PARTY CANNIBAL!|
|GPF Archive: Monday, April 2, 2007||[[The Emperor's throne room. In the background, Dexter and Sharon are heading toward the MUTEX, and in outline, Nick is crouched in front of it and Fooker appears to be aiming or firing an energy weapon. In the foreground, Ki and Trudy face each other, standing. Trudy's face is stern.]] / Ki: What are you talking about, Trudy? Get over to the MUTEX with the others and get out of here! / Trudy: No. I'm staying. / [[Trudy now looks a little sad.]] / Trudy: Think about it, Ki! What kind of life would I have back there? The rest of my days, rotting in prison! This world is in turmoil! If I stay, I might be able to do something to make up for all the horrible things I've done. It's a second chance! / Ki: This world is getting blown apart! You'll be killed! / Trudy: Then I'll get my just reward. Either option is better than going back and wasting away. / [[Ki and Trudy continue their conversation in the background. In the foreground, the other Trudy, her face screwed up with pain or concentration, seems to be trying to get up.]] / Ki: Then why take the other Trudy with us? / Trudy: She's a good person, Ki, better than I could ever be. She deserves a better life, and she won't get that here. / [[Trudy points back to the other Trudy, who is now off panel.]] / Trudy: The UGA could give her a new identity. She won't be lost in the shadow if my misdeeds. She could have the kind of quiet life she _should_ have had, and I'll have the chaotic end I deserve. / [[Ki looks down at the floor. Trudy looks at her with a big, sheepish grin, and she points at herself.]] / Ki: I don't know... It doesn't seem right... / Trudy: And you'll never see _me_ again! That _has_ to be a bonus! / Someone off panel: INCOMING!|
|GPF: Mischief's Night Out||[Narrator - Mischief] First up... the outfit! / (POOF!) / Hmmm... too old... / (POOF!) / Too new... / (POOF!) / Too much... / (POOF!) / Too little! / (POOF!) / Too trashy... / (POOF!) / Too blue... / (POOF!) / Too formal / (POOF!) / Perfect!|
|GPF Archive: Monday, April 9, 2007||[[Outside the Emperor's palace. Part of an alien space ship is seen in closeup on the left, and the palace is on the right. Other buildings are seen in outline. A beam of energy shoots toward the palace coming from the alien ship.]] / [[The Emperor's throne room. People and objects in the room are shaken, probably by the energy blast. In the background, Fooker and the alternate Chuck seem to be falling, along with their energy weapons. A walker is entering the room through the balcony in front of them. In the foreground, Nick is physically shaken but holds on to the top of the MUTEX with his left hand and continues to work on it.]] / [[Another part of the throne room. Ki, Maddie, and Trudy are all thrown off their feet. Trudy's head hits a wall hard enough to make a sound, and the small pin that was used to tell her apart from the alternate Trudy flies off her clothing.]]
|GPF: Mischief's Night Out||Now I just need me a man... / Too furry... / Too dim... / Too short...|
|GPF Archive: Monday, April 16, 2007||[[The Emperor's throne room. Close up, a hand picks up the pin that fell from Trudy's clothing when she was thrown against the wall.]] / [[One of the Trudys is now wearing the pin again. She is looking sternly at Ki, who looks over her shoulder as she calls to Dexter. They both appear to be kneeling or crouching next to the unconscious Trudy.]] / The Trudy who is wearing the pin: Hurry, Ki! You don't have much time! Take Trudy and go. I'm staying and that's final. / Ki: All right! Okay! Dex! A little help here! / [[In the background, Dexter cradles the unconscious Trudy in his arms. Ki and the other Trudy continue their conversation.]] / Ki: Just... Take care of yourself. If you really want this second chance, don't squander it. / The Trudy who is wearing the pin: I won't. And don't let _her_ squander the new life she's been given. / [[As she leaves, Ki looks back over her shoulder at the Trudy who is wearing the pin.]] / The Trudy who is wearing the pin: Goodbye, Ki. Make sure you and Nick live happily ever after. / Ki: I can't guarantee that, but we'll certainly try.|
|General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip||Fooker: Um, Fred...? Where did the apartment go...?
/ Mischief: Hmm... History of party lifestyle, recently dumped by ex-girlfriend, physically fit...
/ Fooker: Fred?
/ Mischief: Smells a little, though... / Mischief: ...but nothing a little molecular manipulation can't fix...
|GPF Archive: Monday, April 23, 2007||[[In the Emperor's throne room, Fooker is pushing the base of the energy cannon he was firing before the blast shook the room. Chuck, facing the cannon, also appears to be pushing it back into place. In the foreground, Justin checks his watch and frowns.]] / Fooker: Chuck! Help me get this cannon back up! Justin, countdown! / Justin: Three minutes, fifty-five seconds. / [[Over by the MUTEX, Dexter looks off panel, probably toward Justin, as he holds an unconscious Trudy in his arms. Ki is putting a MUTEX helmet on Trudy's head and frowns as she replies to Dexter. Sharon stands in the background, also putting on a helmet.]] / Dexter: Wait a minute. Wasn't it _forty_-five seconds a little bit ago? / Ki: Dex, quit your yammering and put on a helmet! / [[Justin and Fooker look off panel, toward the balcony.]] / Justin: Jas! Is it just me or are there fewer of those alien things coming up the balcony? / Fooker: Beats me... / [[Outside the palace, Todd and a huge crowd of Greys are under the balcony, along with two enemy walkers. They surround one walker, as the other rises toward the balcony. One Grey's face is visible, and it appears angry. Another Grey in the middle of the crowd raises a fist, possibly in anger, possibly to attack the walker near him. Todd, with his hair flying in the wind, points up toward the balcony, as if directing the movement of the Greys. In the distance, numerous spaceships fly over the city skyline. Fooker's voice is heard from within the throne room.]] / Fooker: But I certainly won't look a gift horse in the mouth...|
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|GPF Archive: April 30, 2007||[[Outside the palace. looking down, possibly a view from the balcony of the Emperor's throne room. The head and a tentacle of an enemy walker are in near closeup. The walker towers over a sea of Greys, who appear to be surging toward it. One of the Greys stands above the others, gestures toward the walker with some sort of stick in his hand, and yells to the crowd. It might be Planck wielding his mop handle, but there is no mop stuck to his head.]] / Grey: Drones! ATTACK! / [[Down in the crowd, Planck, Pi, and Todd watch the attack. Planck, who still has the mop head stuck to his scalp, smiles and pumps one arm while holding the mop handle in his other hand. Pi frowns, and Todd looks up toward the walker.]] / Planck: We're slowing them down! / Pi: Yes, but at what cost? We're losing too many drones as it is. There's just too many of them. / [[Pi and Todd are seen from another angle. Pi still frowns. Todd's expression is neutral.]] / Pi: I don't see why we are "defending" the throne room in the first place. Earth is lost. What purpose could taking on these walkers possibly serve? / [[Todd's face in closeup; he frowns.]] / Todd, thinking: Not that you'd understand, but giving my parents enough of a distraction to escape, for one...|
|General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip||Mischief: WHEEEE!
/ Fooker: Huff... That's it... Gotta rest... Think I'm getting a hernia... Wheeze... / Fooker: Whew! Can you believe that girl? She's been at it for what seems like hours! No idea where she gets all that energy... / Fooker: Um... Hello? Yoohoo... Anybody home? / Mischief: Silly moose! We HAVE been at it for hours! I paused time for everyone but us and the music producing machine, so we could have some privacy!
/ Fooker: YOU DID WHAT?!?
/ Mischief: Now it's time for you to take me somewhere nice to eat! Of course, I don't HAVE to eat, but there's this pre-civil war place on Verilux Prime IV that serves the BEST fried snogbeast... <
|General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip||[[Nick is operating the MUTeX's controls. Dexter and an unconscious Trudy have helmets on, while Ki is about to put hers on]]
/ Nick: Don't worry... I'll be in the next batch. I promise.
/ Ki: After all we've been through, you'd better be. / [[Ki puts on her helmet as Nick operates the controls and Fooker and Nega-Chuck fight an alien in the background]]
/ Nick: I love you.
/ Ki: I love you too. / [[Nick operates the MUTeX, sending Ki back to her home dimension]]
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|GPF Archive: Monday, May 14, 2007||[[The emperor's throne room. Fooker and the alternate Chuck are in the foreground. Nick stands in the background, arms extended as if he is working with the MUTEX, which is off panel.]] / Nick: Alright, space marines! It's time for your evac procedure! / Alternate Chuck: Go! We'll hold them off! / [[Near the MUTEX. Agent 18 and another agent already have their helmets on. Agent 18 is scowling. Maddie holds her helmet, about to put it on.]] / Agent 18: I hate leaving a fight unfinished. / Maddie: Considering this is a losing fight, I'd rather retreat while we still can. / [[Justin is putting on his helmet in the background. Fooker holds his helmet in his hands and speaks to Nick with a worried look on his face.]] / Fooker: Nick, I know I'm no expert, but aren't you forgetting something? / Nick: I don't think so. Coordinates set, six people to six helmets... / [[Fooker and Nick. A closeup of Fooker's face shows a very worried expression.]] / Fooker: Yeah, but Fred usually drives, and he's back in the home universe. If you're coming, who's gonna steer?|
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|GPF Archive: Monday, May 21, 2007||[[The emperor's throne room. At center, Trudy (or possibly alternate Trudy) appears to be examining the MUTEX controls, looking down and frowning in concentration. From the left, Fooker (with most of his face obscured by the Sunday-style logo) and Nick look at Trudy (or alternate Trudy). Throughout the strip, the bags under Nick's eyes are obvious. From a doorway at the right, Chuck scowls as he speaks.]] / Trudy or alternate Trudy: I'll steer, so long as Nick tells me what buttons to push, and I have a moment alone with him first. / Chuck: Make it quick. _WE_ need to get out of here as well. / [[Trudy (or alternate Trudy) and Nick are appear to be alone in the throne room. Trudy (or alternate Trudy) seems to be frowning.]] / Trudy or alternate Trudy: Nick, I know we haven't had time to talk, and we don't really have time now. But I want you to know I'm sorry for all the horrible things I've done to you and the others. I'm not asking for forgiveness, just that you acknowledge my apology. / [[Trudy's (or alternate Trudy's) face is sad.]] / Trudy (or alternate Trudy): I used you, lied to you, tried to seduce you, and betrayed you. I don't deserve to be forgiven, but _she_ deserves a new life, and you'll be instrumental in convincing the others to accept her. / [[The viewpoint shifts to somewhere above Nick and Trudy (or alternate Trudy). Her face is more relaxed.]] / Nick: Trudy... / Trudy (or alternate Trudy): Let me finish. I want you and Ki to be happy. You belong together. Just give the other me a second chance. Promise me that. / [[The viewpoint shifts back to their level.]] / Trudy (or alternate Trudy): She'll be disoriented and confused. She won't be herself. Be patient with her. She'll have a lot of readjustments to make. Is this okay? / Nick: I promise, _and_ I forgive you. Is there anything else? / [[Trudy or alternate Trudy pulls Nick close and, eyes closed, kisses him. He is obviously very surprised: his eyes are wide, and, for the moment, the fatigue disappears from his face.]] / Trudy (or alternate Trudy): Just... this.|
|GPF: Mischief's Night Out||Fwoosh / Wheeze wheeze ... wheeze... cough / Okay, Jason... Catch your breath... / Lungs... No longer burning... / This "Misty" chick... Can't be real. Must be in some whacky dream. Good thing I'm back home in my... / B...B...B...B... / And now... / Now things get _really_ interesting...|
|GPF Archive: Monday, May 28, 2007||[[The emperor's throne room. Fooker and Justin (and possibly others off panel) have re-entered, as Trudy or alternate Trudy continues to kiss Nick. Justin is wearing a MUTEX helmet. Fooker stands next to him, with one eyebrow cocked, watching Trudy or alternate Trudy and Nick. Nick still appears to be startled: his head shakes a bit, his right eye shows surprise instead of fatigue (the left eye is hidden behind Trudy's or alternate Trudy's face), and his right arm (the only one visible) is bent, as if he is might be off balance and is trying to steady himself.]] / [[Trudy or alternate Trudy continues to kiss Nick. Nick no longer appears to be startled. His head has stopped shaking, his arm is straight, and the dark circle has reappeared under his eye. Justin has moved the MUTEX helmet back so that his eyes are visible, and he and Fooker look at each other.]] / [[Trudy or alternate Trudy continues to kiss Nick. He seems to be kissing back now: his right arm is around her waist. Trudy's or alternate Trudy's left arm is around Nick's neck, and she holds his head in her right hand. Justin has removed the helmet and looks down, possibly embarrassed at what he is seeing. Fooker stares at Nick and Trudy or alternate Trudy. His eyebrows are faint but may indicate that he is frowning.]] / [[Justin glares at Nick and Trudy or alternate Trudy. Fooker looks over toward Justin as he speaks. As Trudy or alternate Trudy replies, she holds Nick's head to her chest. Her face seems to be both angry and sad at the same time. Nick's eyes look startled again instead of tired as Trudy or alternate Trudy yells at Fooker.]] / Fooker: AHEM / Trudy or Alternate Trudy: I'm saying goodbye forever, darnit!|
|General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip||[[Mischief is removing the straps of her dress and advancing on a nervous Fooker]] / Mischief: As I understand it, mortals experience elevated stress levels before important examinations... And sexual intercourse is a sure way to relieve stress / [[Mischief leans toward Fooker]] / Fooker: That's it... Who, or what are you? And how can you do all that weird stuff? / Mischief: Aw, Fooky... does it really matter? After all, we're all alone... / [[Mischief undoes the front of her dress]] / Mischief: Two mortals from the same planet... looking to have a good time... / [[Mischief removes her dress and Fooker is even more nervous]] / Mischief: You do want to have a good time, don't you? / Fooker: W-well... maybe I could be talked into it...|
|GPF Archive: Monday, June 4, 2007||[[The emperor's throne room. Trudy or alternate Trudy speaks to Nick with a sad look on her face. It looks like her hands are on his shoulders. The dark circle has reappeared under Nick's one visible eye.]] / Trudy or alternate Trudy: I meant what I said years ago in New York, and it's taken me all this time to be sure I was right. I _do_ love you. I'm not asking you to love me back. You have Ki, and that's the way it should be. / [[Trudy or alternate Trudy and Nick are in the background now. Her hands are off his shoulders, possibly holding his hands. In the foreground, Fooker's profile is seen close up, with his one visible eye half-closed. It is hard to tell whether he is embarrassed at what he's seeing or just wants Trudy's "farewell scene" to be over so they can go home.]] / Trudy or alternate Trudy: I just want you to know I've changed, and I'm not going to squander _my_ second chance either. If I can't have you, I want to make you proud of what I become. / [[Trudy or alternate Trudy hugs Nick again, and smiles.]] / Trudy or alternate Trudy: Goodbye, Nick. Have a wonderful life. Have a bunch of kids, or at least sentient artificial intelligences. Be _happy_, both of you. That's all I could ever want. / [[Nick walks away from Trudy or alternate Trudy and looks back at her as he speaks. She gives him a sad smile.]] / Nick: Goodbye, Trudy, and good luck.|
|General Protection Fault--The Comic Strip||[[Mischief is now on top of Fooker and is completely undressed]] / Mischief: Then just lie back and we can have a little mischief... / Fooker: Y-you seem a bit young. I'm not taking advantage of you? / [[Mischief is about to kiss Fooker]] / Mischief: Oh, no. By your concepts of time, I would be trillions of years old. / Fooker: You... look good for your age. / [[Fooker and Mischief are startled by an extremely loud voice]] / The Gamester: MISCHIEF! / [[Mischief hastily covers herself, as both she and Fooker look surprised]] / Mischief: OH CRAP! OH CRAP! OH CRAP! OH CRAP! / Fooker: Th-that's not your dad, is it? / [[Fooker lies back in the shadow of the Gamester]] / Mischief: Worse... it's my boss...|
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