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College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, April 20, 2007 ????!!! / April! / No.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, April 23, 2007 [[Mike blocks April's approach to Marsha. He holds out his hand, palm outward, in the universal "stop" sign]] / Mike: Just... calm down, okay??? This disaster is our fault, and what / [[Mike's eyes suddenly widen. A trace of blood appears at the corner of his mouth]] / Mike: we have? / [[Mike's eyes roll downward, noticing the knife planted firmly in his stomach. Blood trickles from his mouth. April and Marsha both stare at the knife, shocked.]] / Mike: to do... Uhhh. Oh S<>T.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, April 25, 2007 Marsha: Help! Somebody please help! / Mike: Huh. Ouch? / April: Don't … don't move, Mike. You're, you're gonna be okay! / Mike: NnnUhUh, I don't. Think so. Nope / April: I… it was an accident. I never wanted to, I mean, I just was um…! / Mike: Shhhut up. Just … run… / April: Run? / Mike: My Mom, she. Ugh. Go now. And April. / April: But… / Mike: Connnnngratlashns. / April: Wwwhat? / Mike: The Devil. H-he won.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, April 27, 2007 Priest: Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of Death, I will fear or dread no evil: for Thou art with me…
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, April 30, 2007 [[Margaret and Roger walk through a cemetery]] / Margaret: Well, THAT sucked. / Roger: Well, yeah. I don't know why they call them FUNerals, they are really not fun at ALL. / Margaret: I'm sure your amusement should always be a priority. / Roger: I'm just sayin'. They should have mini-golf courses. All that fake grass just goes to waste. / Margaret: So, where's Diana? / Roger: She's with Marsha. / Margaret: Hrm. How IS she, anyway? / Roger: I honestly have NO idea. / Margaret: But how does she look like to you? I'm really bad when it comes to reading people. And NO Braille jokes, please. / Roger: Awww. Uhm, well, at least she's not crying. / Margaret: And that's... good, right? Am I right? / Roger: It's good. For the hills that are lonely and want people running for them.
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, May 2, 2007 Margaret: Let's see if the others want to share a cab. / Roger: Good. No offense, but I don't really want to be around you too much, Margaret. Even if you managed to make Diana forgive me. / Margaret: That was Mike, not me. It was his idea, remember? / Roger: Yeah, I know... still, Diana gets a little nervous about you. / Margaret: No prob. Hey, before you leave... / Margaret: Have you heard anything about April? / [[Flashback: Roger is pulling on a pullover]] / <> / [[Roger answers the phone]] / Roger: Hello? / April: [[through the phone]] Roger. It's me. / Roger: What??? Ap- / April: [[through the phone]] Shh! Don't say my name over the phone! / Roger: Uh... okay. Where... where are you? / April: [[through the phone]] That's... that's not important. Listen... Roger, I need to know. How's Mike?
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, May 4, 2007 [[The flashback continues. April is on the phone]] / Roger: [[through the phone]] What do you mean, how's Mike? / April: Is he gonna leave the hospital soon? / Roger: [[through the phone]] ... / April: Am I... did he press charges? / Roger: [[through the phone]] Uh... no. / April: Oh. God. Look, I need you to tell him I'm really sorry, and I will stay away from... / Roger: [[through the phone]] April? / April: Roger, don't...! / Roger: [[through the phone]] Mike's dead. / Roger: [[through the phone]] April? Are you still there? / Roger: [[through the phone]] April? / [[April hangs up]] / <<*CLICK*>> / [[Flashback ends. Margaret and Roger walk through a cemetery.]] / Roger: No.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, May 7, 2007 [[The funeral. Blue is crying into Dave's shoulder]] / Hazel: Blue, dear... I know you probably won't like it, but there's people waiting to give you their condolences. / Blue: *sniff* O... okay, Ma. / [[Blue trots off obediently...]] / Hazel: I have to say, Mr. Jones... I'm surprised. I might have misjudged you after all. / Dave: Really? Well, I'm glad to hear that. At least for Blue's sake. / Hazel: Yeah, I completely underestimated you if you managed to kill the two people standing in your way to Blue's inheritence. In the same freaking day, even.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, May 9, 2007 Dave: Oh, AWESOME. I just... KNEW you'd say something like that. Well, sorry to shoot down your beautiful theory, but I wasn't even PRESENT when Mike died. / Hazel: Yeah, funny that. You were the only person who knew where the chopper was. Had it been called back, maybe Mike would have arrived in time to the hospital. / Hazel: I'll see you later. Enjoy yourself. / [[Dave glimpses Vernon glaring at him over Hazel's shoulder]] / Dave: [[thinking]] That guy. / Dave: [[thinking]] Where have I seen THAT guy before? / Blue: Dave? / Blue: I want you to leave.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, May 11, 2007 Dave: What? Why do you want me to leave? Don't tell me you BELIEVE what your mother just said! / Blue: I'm not exactly pissed at you, Dave. I would just REALLY like to know what you were doing while Mike was bleeding to death. / Blue: You were supposed to be looking for him to tell him about Dad. Where WERE you? / [[Flashback: Dave, having been ejected from the chopper, returns to his room, fuming]] / [[Dave starts to have a bath, still fuming]] / [[Dave drops off]] / Dave: <>
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, May 14, 2007 [[Flashback: Dave sits bolt upright in the tub]] / Dave: <> / Dave: OhcrapcrapCRAP! / Dave: She's gonna KILL ME! / [[Back to the present. Blue confronts Dave in the cemetery, still waiting for his answer]] / Dave: Uh... I gotta run... the others are sharing cabbies... I have no money, and, and we'll talk later, t-take care... / [[Blue stands alone, frustrated]] / Blue: [[thinking]] Right.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, May 16, 2007 [[Roger is sitting on the couch, playing with the remote control. Dave stands behind the couch, his face buried in the top cushion]] / Roger: Cheer up, Dave. Mike's not really dead. / Dave: *groan* / Roger: After all, he'll live forever in our hearts. And in our... nightmares, no doubt. / Dave: Roger, Blue hates me. I don't CARE about Mike. / Roger: Oh, that's what you say. / Dave: No, she REALLY hates me. And I can't blame her. / Roger: I mean about Mike. Sure you care about Mike. He was your friend, so it's only natural you... / Dave: Mike? My friend? That's a laugh. With friends like that, who needs a dent in the middle of the skull? / Roger: That's a very unheathy attitude, Dave. You should face your grief, instead of pretending you don't miss Mike. / Dave: You know, you're right. I really wish Mike was alive. So I could kill him again for managing to RUIN my life even when he's dead. / Roger: That's the spirit! Twenty points for paradox. Also, if you *really* miss him, I can give you Paul's phone number. / Dave: You, on the other hand, are like a dent in the middle of the ass.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, May 18, 2007 Roger: Well, if you're really glad Mike's dead, I'm not surprised Blue is pissed at you. / Dave: Are you nuts? Do you really think I'd tell her something like this? She hates me for entirely different reasons. / Roger: Like what, being a huge hypocrite? Besides, I wouldn't bad-mouth the dead if I were you. They tend to come back as ghosts and haunt your underwear. / Dave: Your brain is made of styrofoam and non-sequiturs. I'm going to bed. / [[Dave, in his room, rummages through his sock drawer]] / Dave: [[thinking]] Stupid Roger... what does he care? / Dave: [[thinking]] But what if he's right? What if Blue thinks I hated Mike? What if she thinks I had actually something to do with his... / [[In the loungeroom, Roger is startled by...]] / Dave: [[off-panel]] <>
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, May 21, 2007 [[Dave is holding his sock drawer in his arms and peering into it]] / Dave: Chester!!! What the GENTLY CARESS, seriously??? / Roger: Dude, kittens! You really should wash your undies if you're spontaneously generating stuff now. / Dave: They didn't spawn, dork, they're Chester's! Bad cat! Bad cat! HORNY cat! / [[Chester leers shamelessly at Dave]] / Roger: Well, it's your fault for not buying him a chastity belt. / Dave: Man, what am I gonna DO with these kittens? I can barely afford food for MYSELF! / Roger: Table scraps? / Dave: Uh... Roger, *I* eat table scraps. / Roger: Point! But I think they still don't eat. Isn't the mom supposed to feed them milk? / Dave: Maybe? God, I really don't know anything about kittens. / Roger: Luckily for you, I am a vast source of random knowledge. / Dave: So, when are they supposed to eat? / Roger: I suppose their larval stage ends when their tails fall off.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, May 25, 2007 Margaret: Uh...Marsha? I know you probably don't feel like it, but we're having a NOES meeting at the guys'. In case you want to join us. Or something? I think you should. It would be good for everybody. / Margaret:I mean...I think Mike probably wouldn't have liked it if you just gave up on everything. Especially something he worked so hard for. And...I dunno...uh... / Margaret: Listen, would it absolutely kill you to at least acknowledge I'm talking to you? / [[Marsha sits, head down, like she has the past three panels. Margaret looks annoyed.]] / [[Margaret shakes Roger.]] / Remember how I used to complain she talked TOO MUCH??? Well, right now she's DRIVING me CRAZY!!!
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, May 28, 2007 Margaret: Gentlemen, move your butts, we're having a NOES meeting! / Dave: WHAT, right NOW??? / Margaret: Yeah, why not? It's Saturday night, don't tell me you have plans that are not nerdy! / Roger: Excuse me, but this meeting was not scheduled, and I have a girlfriend, and I COULD have plans... / Margaret: Schedules are for bureaucrats, now move it! / Dave: Margaret, I don't think we're ready to - / Margaret: Do I need to drag you by your nostrils, or WHAT? / Dave: oooKAAAY, someone had boss for lunch... / Roger: Yeah, who died and made you the leader, anyway? / [[Dave and Margaret look disapproving at Roger.]] / Roger: What?
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, May 30, 2007 Margaret: So yeah, to sum it up...our numbers have been reduced. We also need a new leader for the group. I can take over, but of course, if anyone opposes, I can remind you that our former leader is now as dead as a...really dead person. Any contestants? / Dave or Roger (off-screen): Pass. / Dave or Roger (off-screen): Pass them. / Margaret: Innuendo aside, here's my first idea: let all the meetings be at my place. Cuz you know, yours stinks like a dinosaur's corpse. / Dave or Roger (off-screen): Sure, why not? / Dave or Roger (off-screen): As long as you bring lollies. / Margaret: Excellent. Now, you'll probably find my approach a bit aggresive. This is normal and soon you'll be the kicking-ass machines I intend you to become, instead of the wet-noodle planaria normal you. / Roger: Can we make like a planaria and SPLIT? / Margaret: Nonsense. So, I'm going to need some data from you guys, like pain treshold, and stuff. / Dave: I think I'll just quit NOES and go for a less dangerous hobby, like 18-wheeler surfing.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, June 1, 2007 Dave: What, we're going to Joe's house, for serious? Why? / Roger: Wait, isn't Joe the guy with like a zillion guns and a tendency for possession? / Margaret: Yep, he's the one. And we're going to ask him a few questions about it. / Dave: That's INSANE! The guy's a PSYCHO! / Margaret: He's not. Or at lesat not all of the time. But anyway, you shouldn't worry, because you're not going. Just Roger and I. / Dave: Uh? Not that I really wanted to, but why not? / Margaret: You have a history with the guy, Dave. You'll be the backup. We'll call you if we run into trouble, okay? / Dave: You're not protecting me again, are you? I'm perfectly capable of defending myself... / Roger: Truth is, Dave, she's just saving you for the most dangerous jobs. Like washing your hands with PRISSY soap, and stuff. / Dave: Roger, we now live in the same bedroom. So don't get me started. / Roger: Hey, I'm a manly man, and I will indulge in wearing footy pajamas if I want to! / Margaret: Yeah...speaking of prissy pajamas...Let's start talking about your PHYSICAL training schedule.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, June 4, 2007 Dave or Roger (off-screen): See you tomorrow then. / Margaret: Yeah. We're going to get up really early, remember. / Dave or Roger (off-screen): Slave driver. / Dave or Roger (off-screen): Sexyshoulders. / Dave or Roger (off-screen): That too. / Margaret: Flattery won't get you mercy. / Dave or Roger (off-screen): Aaaaaw. / Margaret: AAARGH! Marsha, don't scare me like that! Why didn't you join us, instead of appearing just right now? / FLASHBACK: / Marsha: Mike! Mike, baby, help is on the way, just just st-tand still, okay? / Mike: Kay. Hhh, Mmmarsha. / Marsha: Mike, don't try to talk, you're only... / Mike: Nno, Marsh. T-this. It's imppport...hhn. / Marsha: But... / Mike: LISTEN.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, June 6, 2007 [[Flashback. Mike puts something in Marsha's hand]] / Mike: G...give thissh...to...to Margaret. / Marsha: Uh? What...? / Mike: Don't, look inside. P-promise. / Marsha: *sniff* Okay. / [[Marsha walks off. Margaret looks at what she put on the table. It looks like something wrapped in a bloody handkerchief.]] / Margaret: ... / [[Margaret looks inside the wrapping. She is startled, horrified, and possibly disgusted.]]
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, June 11, 2007 Holy H4XXOR! She changed the password! / Now what? / Mmmh... kitty has claws I see... hahaha!
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, June 13, 2007 Blue: Oh. It's YOU. What...are you doing sitting here in the darkness? / Jay (Off-panel): I like to bring everyone down to my level. What are YOU doing on Mom's computer? / Blue: Nnnothing? / Jay: If I had to guess, I'd think you're looking for info on what your little Petunia is hiding. / Blue: Psch... what could he be hiding? / Jay: Petunia hides lots of things. / Blue (off panel): Like what? / Jay: Did he tell you he joined a nunnery in Mexico? / Blue: Hahah! Yeah right. / Jay: I'm serious. Do you want the pictures? I have pictures. / Blue: Oooookayyyyyy. Nunnery, huh? So, what? / Jay (off-panel): I'm only saying, Blue. He hides lots of things. Did he tell you, for example, that he lasered my eyes? / Blue: WHAT? / Jay: Just like he did to you, Blue. And now I'm BLIND.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, June 15, 2007 Blue: Ooh my God. Do I look that dumb? Seriously. Do I have a DUMB face? / Jay: What? Why? / Blue:I don't know, maybe because the same weekend you went blind, he appeared with TWO bullet wounds. And I learned to put two and two together in GRADE school. / Jay: But you weren't there, were you? And did he tell you about it, or not? / Blue:No, he didn't. Still, stop trying to imply he's up to no good. / Jay: I'm not implying. I'm WONDERING. Doesn't it worry you? / Blue:Worried? Pfft. / Blue:I'm not afraid of Dave. / Blue:But Dave is afraid of me. / Blue:And maybe he SHOULD. / Blue:After all, who am I? What am I made of? / Blue:Isn't THAT an interesting question? / Jay: mmmh. / Jay: Evil lilac...
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, June 18, 2007 [[Blurry view of Blue leaning over someone. Black and white.]] / Blue: Feel better? / Dave: BLARGH. Nnno. / Blue: Deep breaths, remember. Do you want me to call a doctor anyway? / Dave: Nuhuh, I... I'll be ffine. I need... a minute... / [[Black and white, no longer blurry. Dave is on his back, staring up at Blue leaning over him.]] / Blue: I'm very sorry, Dave. This is all my fault. I should have stopped this gay nonsense a long time ago. / Dave: Eeeh. Don't think he'd... believd you... hhhanyway. / Dave: How ya find me? / Blue: Chester was freaking out. I followed him here. / Dave: Huh. Did I... MENTION your whole f-f-family ish crazy. / Blue: Like a hundred zillion times, but you're totally... uh... / Blue: Is that LIPSTICK?
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, June 20, 2007 Ugh. Yeah? Look ... / I'm not saying anything. Are you guys together, now? Just so I know. / No. God, No. We're just ... friends. It was ... uh, complicated? Can... can we talk about this ... later? / Hey you don't have to give me any explanations. We're just friends too. / RRRRISE AND SHINER, DORKS!
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, June 22, 2007 Dave: *groan* The sun isn't even up yet! UNFAIR!! / Roger: Why do *I* need to train, anyway? I can turn into a huge mass of sexy beast muscle in a split second. / Margaret: I've TOLD you, you guys rely too much on your superpowers. I told this to Mike over and over, but he was a lazy slug too. / Dave: I hope I have regeneration superpowers, because I'm about to fall on my teeth. / Margaret: Call a waaaahmbulance. Now, pay attention. These are nunchakus. / Roger: I thought you said we'd go jogging. / Margaret: No, no. The nunchakus are for me. And this little sticker here? It's for one of you guys. / Margaret: Who's gonna wear it, and where... that's up to you! / Margaret: You can jog if you want. But I'm thinking you might prefer to RUN!
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Monday, June 25, 2007 Roger: Wait... time *GASP* out! / Margaret: Haha! Wow, you guys are in a really bad shape. / Dave: *pant, pant* screaming... igg, lots of WORK... / Margaret: Wanna be in charge of the nunchucks? You gotta run twice as much. / Roger: Ennnuff. No...hff, running. Just... NO. / Margaret: Hooo-KAY. I guess it's enough running. / Margaret: Now it's time to work the ABS! / Margaret: Hey, where ya going? I thought you said you couldn't run anymore!
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, June 27, 2007 Dave: I'm sorry I was late for class today, Mr. Dover. Here's my homework. / Mr. Dover: It's okay. Did Mike tell you we talked about your test? / Dave: Ah, yeah. Thanks, by the way... / Mr. Dover: Don't mention it. You guys do enough as it is. / Dave: I... guess we try? / Mr. Dover: One last thing... if you guys need anything at all, you know who to ask. Okay? / [[Mr. Dover squeezes Dave's shoulder]] / <> / Dave: OW! ...kay. / Mr. Dover: [[thinking]] What a nice and brave kid. / Dave: [[thinking]] JERK!!!
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, July 4, 2007 [[Roger and Dave stand together in a hallway]] / Roger: Finally, a chance to talk! Listen, man, Margaret is gonna kill us if we don't do SOMETHING. We have to mutiny, pronto! / Dave: Yeah, I agree. But Roger, last time we had a conversation like this one, we ended up shanghaied because YOU couldn't keep your part of the deal. / Roger: I can't do that this time! If we go alone against her, she's going to overkill us and feed us to the HYENAS! / Margaret: Hey Roger, remember I'm going to your place tonight to sort out the details of the Joe thing... / [[Roger salutes]] / Roger: Sir! Yes, sir! / Margaret: Hahah! See ya! / Roger: Did... you hear the one about the space monkey, the stoned nurse, and the slippery zucchini? Heh! Heh! / Dave: No, but I heard the one about your balls going to court and asking for emancipation.
College Roomies from Hell!!! for Friday, July 6, 2007 Margaret: So this is a rough map of the house, based on the times I've been inside, plus what Dave could see on his way out. Mike managed to get in there too, but, alas... / Dave: There's a dog in the back yard. Keep THAT in mind. / Margaret: Well, we're going through the front door. Roger, if you see my signal and there's a chance, you do some snooping of your own. / Dave: I still don't see why I can't go with you guys. / Margaret: I told you, you're the backup. Also, we can't bring weapons. Unconcealed ones, at least. / Roger: That's a bit... too suicidal for my tastes. / Margaret: Like I said before, this guy has more guns than me. We'll have to be diplomatic. Uhhhh... yeah, you're right, it DOES sound suicidal... / Roger: Mmmh. / Dave: Look, guys. Do you want information? You really don't need to go through all this trouble. / Margaret: No? Do you have a better idea? / Dave: Just get me inside and give me 10 minutes with him. He'll be singing like a *Pavarotti*. / Margaret and Roger: ... / Margaret and Roger: BWAAAHAHAHahHAHHahHAAAAHAAAAHA Ooh, man! *snort* / [[Margaret and Roger laugh, while Dave looks displeased]]
 

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