You're browsing the archives of Evil Inc.
You can search these comics too.

show: [ full transcriptions | abridged transcriptions | just the first line ]

Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Keagan: Yes it is! Now that you have a kid, your life is not your own! Don't you MISS making decisions based on what YOU want? / Lightning Lady: We're invited to the Millers' Tuesday. / Keagan: Sorry, hon, that's poker night. / [[Lightning Lady glowers]] / Keagan: O-Of course, I can always reschedule... I'll reschedule... / Mac: Don't you MISS making decisions based on what YOU want? / Keagan: I want to live.
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Lightning Lady: Have you or Mac found a new job, yet? / Samantha: Nope... and it's not looking good. / Lightning Lady: If you're thinking about going back into public relations, I know of an opening at the company I started working for. / Mac: Lightning Lady, this note just scooted out from under your hall closet. / Lightning Lady: Heh!...Mice... / Samantha: Mac! They're looking for a P.R. person at EVIL, INC! / Mac: I'll bet they ARE.
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Lightning Lady: G'night! Thanks for coming! [[Waves to Mac, Sam, and baby Oz as the three exit Lightning Lady's house.]] / Lightning Lady: Oh, Keagan! Mac and Sam seem so happy! And their baby is adorable! / Lightning Lady: Do you think you'd like to make a baby someday? / Keagan: If I say "no," is it okay if we still practise?
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Samantha: Maybe we should think about this. I could take the P.R. position and you could stay home with Oz. / Samantha: To be honest, I've been prepareing to re-enter the work force for a while... I even bought a breast pump. / [[Mac leers lecherously.]] / Samantha: IT'S NOT THAT KIND OF PUMP!
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic [[Lightning Lady follows a sign for the "Break Room" only to find two men holding another man, about to swing a baseball bat at their victim's knees.]] Thug: Oh! I'm sorry... the room for COFFEE breaks is down the hall.
 
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Iron Dragon: Excuse me, do you have change for a ten? / Miss Match: ...but this is a five dollar bill... / Iron Dragon: Yes. I know. / Miss Match: So why did you need change for a ten? / Iron Dragon: I was talking about myself.
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Iron Dragon [[from inside a vending machine]]: Ouch! Wha'd ja do THAT for? / Miss Match: For hitting on me an' being creepy an' junk. / Iron Dragon: What's it gonna take to get me outta this vending machine? / Miss Match: Change. / Iron Dragon: <>I'll try to behave more appropiate in the future. / Miss Match: No. I'm gonna need some quarters. / Iron DragonThis ends with me whimpering like a little girl, doesn't it?
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Lightning Lady: Am I interrupting something? / Miss Match: Heh. No. / [[Miss Match is standing prouding in front of the vending machine into which she just stuffed the overly-flirtatious Iron Dragon.]] / Miss Match: He got fresh, so I stuffed him into the vending machine. / Lightning Lady: So is that your super power -- a keen mastery of the ironic?
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Miss Match: My Name's Miss Match, but my friends call me Emma. / Lightning Lady: Hi, Emma, I'm Lightning Lady. / Miss Match: Lightni -- it IS you! Og my God! I'm, like, your biggest fan! / Lightning Lady: Thanks, Emma! / Miss Match: What are YOU doing here? Do you WORK here, now?! / Lightning Lady: I'm the new receptionist, Emma. / Miss Match: I remember reading about you when I was a little girl in Grade school! / Lightning Lady: Well... I'ld better be going, Miss Match...
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Harry Nukkle [[Miss Match's boss]]: Did you forget you had a presentation today? / Miss Match: I needed some coffee. Relax. / Evil Atom: Ah, there you are. I was about to leave. Shall we start? / Miss Match: Yes, sir. / [[Nukkle strains and turns invisible.]] / Miss Match [[to Nukkle]]: Y'know, i HATE it when you do that. / Harry Nukkle : How do you think I became department head around here?
 
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Harry Nukkle {{Miss Match's boss}}: Miss Match has been studying Captain Heroic. / [[Miss Match is addressing a conference room full of villains, including Evil Atom and Dr. Haynus.]] / Miss Match: Little is known about the origins of Captain heroic. our research indicates he may have been a millionaire playboy technological genius who was granted a magical weapon by a race of highly-developed aliens after seeing his parents murdered by a radioactive insect sent to Earth by a dying planet. / Evil Atom: Hedging our bets, are we? / Miss Match: Landscaping them, sir.
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Miss Match [[addressing a conference room full of villains]]: Captain Heroic is fairmount city’s most prominent superhero. he exhibits super strength and the ability to fly. His gauntlets emit force beams. / Evil Atom: Ooh! gauntlets! What I wouldn’t have given for gauntlets! When I was starting out, my mom knitted me a pair of laser mittens / Evil Atom: She insisted on clipping them to the sleeves of my costume with strands of yarn. / Evil Atom: Didja ever try to pull a bank heist wearing mittens? It’s impossible! ... Ya / can’t do the hand signals!
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Miss Match [[addressing a conference room full of villains]]: A few statistics on Captain Heroic... / Miss Match: He’s six-foot-eight, weighs two-ten, right-handed -- but has a solid left jab. He can bench about three tons and fly at mach 1. / Miss Match: He’s got a thwarting percentage of .676 with an earned-run-away-average of 3.108. / Miss Match: He’s 56 for 83 overall, with six stalemates and ten villains left on base ...of course, four of those bases were exploding...
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic [[Miss Match is leading a presentation on Capt. Heroic in a conference room full of villains]] / Evil Atom: Have we discovered Captain heroic’s secret identity? / Miss Match [[in front of a screen showing many Capt.-Heroic-like faces]]: We ran that through the latest digital imaging software... / Evil Atom: GLASSES! -- just as we feared! / Dr. Haynus: Johnson in accounting wears glasses... / Evil Atom: GADS! That’s right! he does! / [[All of the villains run out of the room]]: Get ‘im, boys! / [[off-screen voice]]: ARRRGGGHH! / Dr. Haynus [[to self]]: Deny my request for a private hydrant, will you, Johnson?
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Miss Match: Everyone started chasing Johnson because they thought he might be Captain Heroic... / Harry Nukkle [[Miss Match's boss]]: Yup. looks like the meeting has broken up... / [[off camera]]: AARRGGHHHH!! / Nukkle: Specifically, the meeting has broken johnson’s arm... / Miss Match: but... Captain Heroic... / Miss Match: I have more information on his alter ego. he might not wear glasses at all! / Nukkle: No! Stop! information is responsibility! form a committee! / Miss Match: He might even wear a wig. / Nukkle: I’m not here I’m not here I’m not here!!
 
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Miss Match [[to self]]: Where are you right now, Captain Heroic? Are you walking among us in your civilian disguise? / Miss Match [[to self]]: Probably enjoying yourself on a sunny afternoon like this. / Miss Match [[to self]]: Maybe you have that certain someone special in your arms... / Capt. Heroic's son: Daddy, i pooped. It’s a big one. / Capt. Heroic [[in civilian identity]]: Y’know, there’s some things a guy doesn’t need x-ray vision for.
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Captain Heroic [[in civilian identity]]: Y'know, Squirt, you're gonna be three years old soon. Don't you want to use the potty like Daddy? / Captain Heroic's son: I can't, Daddy. / Captain Heroic: Howcome? / Captain Heroic's son:I can't read.
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic [[Flashback, Capt. Heroic, in his civilian identity holds his wife's hand as she labors to deliver her baby.]] / Captain Heroic's wife {{later revealed to be Miss Match}}: <> / Capt. Heroic: Push, Honey! You can do it! / Midwife: I can see the crown. He's almost here! / [[Scene shifts to present, Capt. Heroic, in his civilian identity, is entering a bathroom stall with his son]] / Capt. Heroic: I'm telling ya, you can't get flushed down the toilet! The opening is far too small and -- HEY! Are you listening to me?
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[to self]]: Look out, ladies... handsome guy and a cute kid coming through! / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[to self]]: That's right! Get an eyeful! / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[to self]]: Nothing like a walk through the park to remind a guy that he's still got it. / Capt. Heroic's son [[to self]]: ...and "it" would like an ice cream...
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[reading a book to son]]: ahem... "Percy and the Dragon." It was late... Percy was asleep... / Capt. Heroic's son: No no no no, Daddy. Do it right! / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[reading a book to son]]:<> / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[reading a book to son]]:"Percy and the Dragon." A Britt Alcroft production. Based on "The Railway Series" by the Rev. W. Awdry. Published by Random House. Photographs by David Mitton and Terry Permane. First American edition 1994...[[continuous text disappears behind Capt. Heroic's head]] / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise:You sure know how to draw out a stoy before naptime, dont'cha?
 
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Capt. Heroic, civilian guise: So, what do you want for breakfast, sport? / Capt. Heroic's son: I Don't know... / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise: H'mmmm... how about a popsicle? / Capt. Heroic's son: You can't eat popsicles for breakfast! / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise: Really? Why not? / Capt. Heroic's son: They'ld melt in the toaster.
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[looking into bathroom mirror]]: I-I'm a s-- / [[Figure in forground, holding a director's clapper]]: CUT! / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[looking into bathroom mirror]]:I'm a st-st- / [[Figure in forground, holding a director's clapper]]:CUT! / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[looking into bathroom mirror]]:I.. well, you could say that I'm... um... / [[Figure in forground, holding a director's clapper]]:CUT! / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[looking into bathroom mirror]]:I'm a st-st-stay- / [[Figure in forground, holding a director's clapper]]:CUT! / Capt. Heroic, civilian guise [[looking into bathroom mirror]]:I'm a stay-at-home dad. / Capt. Heroic's son [[holding director's clapper]]: Great. Can we go out and play now?
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic [[Sight gag: Lightning Lady stands in a coffee-break room and look past the urns marked "Regular," "Decaf," and "Antidote," and she sees two, trembling arms reaching upwards from the floor with an empty cup.]]
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic [[Sign on the door reads "Super Human Resources"]] / Evil Inc Human Resources manager: Well, you certainly are the prettiest applicant for the director of public relations position. / Evil Inc HR manager: ...and what is your super power? / Samantha: Huh? / Evil Inc HR manager: Super powers. Many of our employees have them. / Samantha: Well, I have the ability to create a substance that can sustain life, fight infections, improve immune systems and strengthen people. / Evil Inc HR manager: ...and the source of this power? / Samantha: You've been staring at them since I walked in...
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Evil Inc Super Human Resources manager: How will you continue breastfeeding if you're hired? / Samantha: That's MY problem. I'ld rather focus on my qualifications. / Evil Inc HR manager: O.K., but you do realise that you cannot bring children to the workplace. / Samantha: I do. / Evil Inc HR manager: Good. It would be inappropiate in an office setting like this. THe crying... the tantrums... the yelling... / Evil Inc HR manager: I mean... It would just scare small kids.
 
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Evil Inc Super Human Resources manager: I need to make sure you understand this: We are a corporation of super-villains. / Samantha: I need to make THIS clear: I need this job. / Samantha: Besides, as a P.R. person, I'll consider this my greatest challenge. / Evil Inc HR manager: Sam, we have people working on a death ray that only effects grandmothers seventy-three and older! / Samantha: "For immediate release: Evil Inc. doing it's part to alleviate Social Security crisis." / Evil Inc Super HR manager: You... are... so... hired...
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Evil Inc. Super Human Resources manager: So you're comfortable as Evil Inc's Public Relations Director? / Samantha: I think I can handle it. / Evil Inc. Super Human Resources manager: You're going to be asked to justify very questionable acts to the public. / Samantha: No different than any other P.R. job I've held. / Evil Inc. Super Human Resources manager: I just want you going into this position with open eyes. / Samantha: Let me ask you a question... / Samantha: How many of Evil Inc's plan have gone unstopped by superheroes? / Evil Inc. Super Human Resources manager: heh... Just don't say that in front of our shareholders.
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic [[Evil Inc helpdesk, on the phone]] / Lightning Lady: Evil Inc....how may I misdirect your call? Oh, hi Doctor Druid... what? A typographical error in one of our books? / Lightning Lady: Lemme call the manuscript up. Ok.... "The Big Book Of Incantations." Got it. You're on chapter ten? I see it: Summoning two humongous beasts...what's wrong with that? / Lightning Lady: Whoops...I see it now There shouldn't be an "R" in "beasts", should there? / Lightning Lady: Well, what you DO with them is up to you. But I don't think the Fox Network has finalized it's prime time lineup yet...
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Lightning Lady: You have a nine-thirty meting. It's summer intern orientation. / Evil Atom: Yeesh. Those kids seem to get younger every year! / Lightning Lady: That's NATURAL, sir. We all view the world through peer groups. We identify with our OWN peer group and those whose AGES we're approaching. / Lightning Lady: As we lose the ability to identify with younger peer sets, they become INCREASINGLY foreign. / Evil Atom: What should I say to 'em? / Lightning Lady: Talk about what's on the tube. / [[Evil Atom enters a room with a "Welcome Interns" banner overhead. Instead of people, the room appears full of person-sized eggs and sperm.]] / Evil Atom: Did she mean "boob --" or "fallopian --"? / Random sperm: Shh! He's here!
Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic Intern: FOOLS! They'll RUE the day they crossed me!! / Evil Atom: Nice. Good inflection... but did everybody see where he was standing? Wanna try again? / Intern [[mostly sihouetted and back-lit]]: FOOLS! They'll RUE the day they crossed me!! / Evil Atom: MUCH better. Let's review. / [[Points to chalkboard with the following written: Supervillain ranting: (1) Keep head down, (2) Compact body language, (3) always make use of backlighting.]]
 

Archive Page:
<< 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20
21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40
41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60
61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80
81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100
101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120
121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140
141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160
161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180
181 182 183 184 185 186 187 188 189 190 191 192 193 194 195 196 197 198 199 200
201 202 203 204 205 206 207 208 209 210 211 212 213 214 215 216 217 218 219 220
221 222 223 224 225 226 227 228 229 230 231 232 233 234 235 236 237 238 239 240
241 242 243 244 245 246 247 248 249 250 251 252 >>