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|The M.O.R.G. -||[[a concession stand at a movie theater. A beautiful woman is in the foreground looking towards us, as a red demon drools at her in the background behind the concession stand]] / Demon: Soon little morsel... soon ye shall be mine! / [[The girl quickly turns to look at the concession stand]] / Girl: Did you say something? / Demon in angel form: Nothing, nothing at all. / [[The girl walks off]] / Demon: Mwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!|
|The M.O.R.G. -||[[a piece of popped popcorn wearing an army cap, army pants, and army shoulder stripes is standing before a bunch of unpopped popcorn kernels]] / Colonel Popcorn: Welcome men, I am Colonel Popcorn. / [[one of the unpopped popcorn kernels raises his hand]] / Unpopped Popcorn Kernel: Don't you Mean Popcorn Kernel? / [[the popped popcorn is pissed]] / Colonel Popcorn: That's enough out of you soldier! Twenty laps around the butter churner! Don't stop until you pop!|
|The M.O.R.G. - "Meh Comic 5"||[[a woman with red bangs if flipping off Morgan]] / Furan: 1-800-FUCK-OFF!! / Morgan thinking: There has to be a better way to go about this. / [[morgan looking up at an idea light bulb]] / [[a belt with a magnet on it]] / Narrator: The Makers of Meh Comix bring you the people magnet. Having trouble being social at parties or meeting that special someone? Activate the people magnet and you'll have the most magnetic personality. / [[Two old men and one really fat guy gravitate towards morgan]] / Narrator: Here, the creator demonstrates the power of the people magnet. / Old guy 1: Arrgh! / Old guy 2: I had just taken my viagra!! / Morgan: ...mother... / Fat guy: This is the fastest I've moved in years!|
|The M.O.R.G. - "Meh Comic 6"||[[three red necks are infront of a computer]] / Narrator: How PC gamers see console gamers. / Red Neck 1: Where are the shoulder buttons? / Red Neck 2: The a and b buttons aren't even together. / Red Neck 3: Alt fire? I don't speak no french! / [[a royal knight holding a huge shield]] / Narrator: How console gamers see PC gamers. / Knight: All ahil to my holyness. Fear the power of the + 20 arrogance shield. / [[Satan Butter laughing over a pile of skulls. There is a blue master chief and a red master chief. The Blue one is holding a red flag with a PC mouse on it. The Red one is holding a blue flag with a nintendo controller on it.]] / Narrator: 5,000 Years later... / Satan Butter: Mwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! At last! / Blue Master Chief: This could have been avoided if you had agreed to the Soul Caliber 8 idea. / Red Master Chief: Pfeh, I pwned your sorry ass and you know it.|
|The M.O.R.G. - "Meh Comic 7"||[[morgan is playing a videogame]] / [[an insect leg distracts Morgan from playing his game]]
/ Spider: Hey buddy, could you spare a buck? / [[Morgan running away from a giant spider]]
/ Hobo Spider: I will work for food!
/ Morgan: AHHH! / [[Morgan running after the hobo spider with his gamecube and shoe]]
/ Hobo Spider: I was invietnam! I swear!
/ Morgan: YEEEARGH! / [[a pile of green sludge]]
|The M.O.R.G. - "Meh Comic 8"||[[Morgan is sitting in a theater sipping a drink]] / Theater: AND NOW... / [[A young man and his girlfriend make their way towards morgan]] / Theater: ...for our feature presentation. / Dain: Whew, just made it. / [[Dain, the young woman, and Morgan sitting watching the movie.]] / Morgan: Exactly who the hell is this? / Dain: Oh yea, this is my girlfriend. / [[Aubry is trying to shake Morgan's hand as Dain pinches his nose.]] / Aubry: Hi! I'm Aubry. / Dain thinking: Oh for the love of: I sense a great disurbance in the force. As if thousands of women all cried out in horror, and were suddenly silenced|
|The M.O.R.G. - "Meh Comic 9"||[[Dain and Aubry are shopping]]
/ Dain: Ya know, I've been thinking.
/ Aubry: Uh oh, I'm not sure if I want to hear this.
/ Dain: Probably not, but I'm going to say it anyway. Olive oil is made from olives, right? / [[a bottle of olive oil]]
/ Aubry: yea, so?
/ Dain: Well, if olive oil is made from olives, then what is baby oil made out of? / [[Aubry, shocked]] / [[A baby being rung like a towel]]
|The M.O.R.G. - "Meh Comic 10"||[[the fable guy pointing at a red headed maiden]]
/ Narration: Meanwhile in the land of Fable...
/ Fable Guy: Heeeey.
/ Red head: Excuse me.
/ Fable Guy: Whaddya say about you me in that hotel over there? / [[the fable guy's face has been smacked, a tooth is flying, his nose is bleeding]]
|The M.O.R.G. - "Meh Comic 11"||[[Satan Butter is talking to Morgan]] / Satan Butter: Morgan, we've known each other for a qhile. I think it's about time you give me your soul. I am "SATAN" butter after all. / Morgan: What do I get out of this? / Satan Butter: Couple of bucks and some pearls I found at the beach one day. / Morgan: Hmmm, that's a toughy. Wait, no it isn't. NO! / [[Satan Butter talking to Morgan again]] / Satan Butter: Hey Morgan, I'll give you these panties o power if you give me your soul they'll make you irressistable to women. / Morgan: Ha! Those panties don't radiate the power that would be needed to make that happen. NO! / [[satan butter in hell]] / Satan Butter: Damn, he's sharper than I thought. I must think of something that no person would be able to resist... / [[Satan butter talking to Morgan. Satan Butter is holding a World of Warcraft box.]] / Satan Butter: Hey, Morgan, if you give me your soul I'll make sure that Blizzard stops pushing back the release date for World of Warcraft. / Morgan: ...go on.|
|The M.O.R.G. - "Meh Comic 12"||[[A force commander and a space marine]]
/ Force Commander: Hey Bob! You see those orcs over there?
/ Marine: Yea? What about them?
/ Force Commander: I heard them saying stuf about mom, squirrels, the emperor, and college.
/ Marine: Those bastards!
/ Force Commander: Yea, you should go take care o that. / [[Force Commander shielding himself from an explosion and blood]]
/ Marine(offscreen): YEAAARGH! / [[Force Commander]] / [[Force Commander and a Marine is just beaming in]]
/ Marine: For the emperor! / [[Force Commander and Marine]]
/ Marine: Hey, where'd Bob go? / [[Force Commander and Marine]]
/ Force Commander: He went that a way. They said something about his mom.
/ Marine: They said something about Barbra? Those bastards! / [[The force commander, a bunch of Marine corpses behind him, an explosion going o, and the marine flying through the air.]]
|The M.O.R.G. - "Meh Comic 13"||[[blackess]] / Protoss: Unn.. / Egnignot: Good Morning Space Man, your hangover must be tremendous. / Protoss: What happened? / [[Blackness]] / Egnignot: You drank huge quantities of liquor. / Err: You were fuckin wasted. / Protoss: I don't have a mouth. / Egnignot: You imbibed it with your psychic powers. / Err: Brain implant! / [[A protoss rising from bed, the mooninites are on his knee]] / Protoss: Ugh, I'm sore. / Egnignot: That would be your rectum. / Protoss: I don't have a rectum. / Egnignot: We made you one. / [[the protoss surprised, with green blood dripping from his fingers]] / Err: We're talking drill city baby! / Protoss: ARRGH! / [[the protoss, sobbing]] / Egnignot: Our sperm is now yours, by way of our actions. / Err: Pounding of a lifetime baby! / [[two orcs talking on a battlefield]] / Orc: And that's where the Eldar come from. / Goblin: Bullshit!|
|The M.O.R.G. - The Dealer||[[An anonymous alley]]
/ TheDealer: Psst. Hey kid, check this out
/ Morgan: Do what now?
/ The Dealer: This game, you get to play with people and kill stuff over and over. It's a rich gaming experience. Take it, it's yours. Your friends are playing it, that means you should too.
/ Morgan: I'm going to have say no on that one chief.
/ The Dealer: First off, not a chief. Secondly, yes. / [[that same alleyway]]
/ Morgan: No
/ The Dealer: Yes
/ Morgan: No
/ The Dealer: yes
/ Morgan: No
/ The Dealer: Yes.
/ ... no.
/ Morgan: Yes.
/ The Dealer: Good, it's yours. / [[that same alley, Morgan is holding the game box and the dealer has left the scene in a puff of smoke]]
|The M.O.R.G. - Installing the Damn Game||[[Morgan is on the phone, a CD case is in his hand.]]
/ Morgan: Hey man, I finally got M.O.R.G.
/ Laun: So you've finally joined the masses eh?
/ Morgan: Yea yea.
/ Laun: How long do you think it'll take you to get in game? We can start characters with you.
/ Morgan: Well how long does it take to install this beast? / [[Same shot at panel one, only there is a look of shock on Morgan's face as the CD case has flipped open, twice.]]
/ Laun: errr...um..well..
|The M.O.R.G. - Fountain of Youth Required||[[Morgan sitting at his desk, simling. Above his head you can see the M.O.R.G. installer.]] / [[Morgan sitting at his desk, 30 years older. Above his head you can see the M.O.R.G. installer has moved less than 10 percent]] / [[Morgan sitting at his desk, he's a skeleton. Above his head you can see the M.O.R.G. installer has gone up a little bit more, but still isn't even halfway finished.]]|
|The M.O.R.G - Patching Makes Vader Scream||[[Morgan raises his arms in to the air in victory]] / Morgan: Yes! It's finally finished. Now I can play / [[Morgan looking closer at his computer]] / Morgan: What's this? Patch? I..it...it can't be. / [[patching progress bar]] / [[Morgan in a pose and background similar to the famous Vader scene of Star Wars Episode III]] / Morgan: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!|
|The M.O.R.G. - Rape Can Be Funny||[[the sign up screen for MORG asking for account information including credit card info]]
/ Morgan: A credit card? Feh. The man isn't getting any money out of me. / [[the same screen, everything is filled out except credit card info]]
|The M.O.R.G. - Meh Comic 2||[[Byron at a computer]] / [[The IM screen of the computer that he is on]]
/ Boboboy: I !@#$ my !@#$ in your !@#$
/ eziegirl: I !@#$ at the !@#$ of your !@#$ on my !@$
/ Boboboy: Now I !@#$%&***&
/ Narrator: Just because you score with girls on the internet. / [[Byron standing between two beautiful ladies]]
/ Byron: Would any of you girls like to get something to eat?
/ Lady 1 and Lady 2: Ew, no!!! / [[Byron standing all alone, crying. The two girls have left the stage in a puff of smoke.]]
/ Narrator: ...does not mean you have the ability to do the same in real life.
|The M.O.R.G - Choose a Faction||[[a beautiful shirtless female angel with golden wings]] / Narrator : The Bastion of Light. Champions of justice and peace, these do-gooders strive endlessly to rid the world of evil and establish a safe society. / [[A red demon in hell]] / Narrator: The Harbingers of Doom. Evil incarnate, these wretched and selfish beings serve the evil scheming of Dark Lords. All in an effort to destroy all that is good and noble. / [[red disclaimer screen]] / Narrator: DISCLAIMER. The creeds of each faction in no way describes the behaviour of it's playrs. "Good" and "Evil" are more guidelines for who you are allowed to attack and how much you want to convince yourself that you aren't on a server full of assholes.|
|The M.O.R.G - Those darn hamsters||[[Morgan cracking his knuckles in front of the computer screen.]]
/ Morgan: Alright. I made an account, chose a faction, and now it's time to pick a race and a class. / [[Morgan is determined at his computer.]]
/ Morgan: Shouldn't be too hard, time to get thinkin'. I need to pick the perfect class. / [[A sillohette of Morgan's head. there is a shape of a hamster wheel and a hamster wheel inside.]]
/ Narrator: Meanwhile, in morgan's head, the hamsters are working over time. / [[a hamster running and stressing in a hamster wheel]]
/ Hamster: *huff* *huff* ... oh SCREW this! / [[hamster with a strike picket sign]] / [[Hamster on a beach, there is smoke rising from the sillohette]]
/ Hamster: I remember them saying something about melt downs, but I'm sure it doesn't matter. / [[Morgan with smoke coming out of his ears.]]
/ Morgan: *sniff* Is something cooking? / [[Morgan sitting in his chair, the entirety of his head is a mushroom cloud]]
|The M.O.R.G - Hot Coffee||[[Laun's house]]
|The M.O.R.G - Omake Serenity||[[Morgan is clearing his throat, no background is behind him]]
/ Morgan: *ahem* Rarely at MORG do we deviate from our poorly written plot, but recent events demand that we do so. / [[Morgan pointing to the box office stats of serenity and flight plan]]
/ Morgan: The little movie that could, Serenity, has finally been released. Being out done by Flightplan is almost as bad as Fox cancelling Firefly in the first place. / [[Morgan holding up a frog and holding a scalpel to the frog]]
/ Morgan: So in attempt to encourage you all to see it, I'm holding this frog hostage. See the movie or I'll cut him open. / [[Laun enters]]
/ Laun: You're supposed to use something cute, people cut open frogs on a daily basis.
/ Morgan: ... / [[Morgan throws the frog aside]]
/ Morgan: Oh well, on to plan b. / [[Morgan holds the scalpel meacingly.]]
/ Morgan: Go see Serenity or I will come to your house, I will come to your house and I will cut you.
/ Reaver: Err... That's our job. / [[Laun and Morgan, Morgan's eyes are wide with fear.]]
/ Laun: Ok, three questions. One, is that a Reaver?
/ Morgan: Yes. / [[Same as previous panel]]
/ Laun: Why aren't we running?
/ Morgan: I'm pretty sure their vision is based on movement.
/ Reaver: You got a purty mouth. He He / [[same as previous panel, only morgan is looking at laun like WTF]]
/ Laun: Finally, and most importantly, how is it talking?
/ Morgan: How is that the most important... / [[Morgan cringes back as a red shape jumps towards him.]]
/ Morgan: OH SWEET JESUS!
/ Reaver: RAAAAAAAR! / [[big red panel that says "Horrible censored violence that morgan was too lazy to draw.]] / [[Mal enters from stage right]]
|The M.O.R.G - the mystery revealed||[[Morgan and Laun]] / Morgan: I have no idea what happened. I just started the character creation section of Morg and... / Laun: Boom. Your head exploded. I quite frankly can't understand why. / [[An oil painting of a ninja monkey]] / [[Laun doing a ninja pose]] / Laun: There are so many options. I was able to create a three-eyed-ninja-monkey-of-doom! Hi-YAAA! WAA-TA! / Morgan: Laun, you're angering the hamsters.|
|The M.O.R.G - Weapon Crotch||[[morgan and laun, laun is drinking from a flask]]
/ Morgan: I just want to play a guy with a huge phallic weapon of some sort.
/ Laun: *glug* *glug* Phmmicf?!
/ Morgan: Preferably a sword, or a mace. I do enjoy the occasional bludgeoning. / [[morgan and laun, laun is putting the cap back on his flask]]
/ Morgan: I just want to go in to this game giving an accurate impression to the other players. My weapons is an extention of my crotch, therefore it must be at least 7 to 8 feet long. I mean, I know YOU can't be honest like that. Daggers wouldn't suit you. So are you going to help me make this character or not?
/ Laun: ..sure... but first it looks like you need a... / [[Morgan getting smacked with the flask.]]
|The M.O.R.G - Earthgirls are easy||[[Laun is sitting in the chair at the computer. Morgan is standing over his shoulder.]] / Laun: Ok, you're going to be human. Do you want to be male or female? / Morgan: What's the difference? / [[A muscle bound Fabio guy wearing nothing but a loin cloth, long blonde hair and blue eyes. A gigantic sword, twice his size, is strapped to his back.The options underneath him say head, height, weight, hair, beard, and details.]] / Laun: Well...the one big difference is... / [[A beautiful woman wearing a thong and a tattered shirt held up only by her clevage. She is very shapely, with large breasts, red hair, pouty lips and a gigantic axe strapped to her back. There is only one option underneath her. Hotness.]] / Laun: ...creating a female character is far less work.|
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