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| The Mansion of E - Friday , April 8 , 2011 | [[Exiting the Ettinworks. A closeup of a number-pad attached to a door, although the numbers are represented by die-pip arrangements.]]
/ Mortimer: Fortunately, this door looks pretty standard. No keys at all. Each button there has a number and you put in the right string. 1-2-3-4 or whatever. / Mortimer: And there are some sorta-secret "family numbers" that open a lot of the doors. But, if we enter too many wrong guesses, it can-
/ Rosemary: 2-7-4-8+1! / Mortimer: Um..Yes. That's one of them. Did Sylvester teach you..
/ Rosemary: It'z [sic] written on the wall there 'bove the buttons! / [[A better view of the pad shows she is correct.]]
/ Mortimer: . . . Right. OK.
/ Sylvester: He knew that. He was just testing you.
/ Rosemary; I passed! Yay! http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110408.html |
| The Mansion of E - Saturday , April 9 , 2011 | [[Leaving the Ettinworks. Mortimer pushes at the dice-labelled buttons on a wall keypad with the tip of his umbrella.]]
/ < http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110409.html |
| The Mansion of E - Sunday , April 10 , 2011 | Narration: Sundays in SubShaft 44f
/ Chunner: So, at that point I said zark it, and I scarpered.
/ Crud: That was not terribly chivalrous of you.
/ Chunner: Oh please. At this point, Strode deserves whatever she gets.
/ Crud: Leaving her alone with /Callithump/? I'm very disappointed. / Chunner: My soul shrivels in shame as we shift to more important matters.
/ Cully: Yes, it turns out that I-
/ Chunner: Well, yes, Kid, but first.. either of you.. Callithump was grumbling.. the word "flippered'.. that means what?
/ Cully: ..An appendage adapted for swimming. Like Motihauls have. / Chunner: That's what I thought. She hoped that some "flippered menace"..
/ or something.. was 'happy now.'
/ Crud: I would say she was referring to Strode, but it is my understanding that her failing to hit people invariably has the opposite effect.
/ Chunner: Yeah. Well, I'd go back and ask, but I don't want to.
/ Chunner: So. I circled back around through the CRounder, and here I am. Kid? http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110410.html |
| The Mansion of E - Monday , April 11 , 2011 | [[Just outside the Ettinworks. Mortimer < http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110411.html |
| The Mansion of E - Tuesday , April 12 , 2011 | [[Mortimer closes the door on the "Sneechlock" the trio just passed through.]]
/ Rosemary: BG query: What'z that glowy thing out there in that big room?
/ Mortimer: If it is what I think, we're in-
/ Sylvester: What a stroke of luck! In that alcove! / [[The alcove in question. An elevator door, next to which stands a large potted plant.]]
/ Sylvester: An elevator! / [[Mortimer and Rosemary silently stare.]]
/ Sylvester: If it's working and goes up, maybe we can /use it/ and.. / [[They drag/push Sylvester away.]]
/ Sylvester: Wait.. There's also something scary about the elevator, isn't there?
/ Sylvester: Let's just move along.
/ {{It's the Operator.}} http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110412.html |
| The Mansion of E - Wednesday , April 13 , 2011 | [[Rosemary, Sylvester and Mortimer have left the Ettinworks, and are in a circular chamber. Music is playing. The wall behind them is covered with Human graffiti: SON OF JEFFER. BLAME SOMEONE ELSE. MR FLIP IS (crossed out)COMING(crossed out) ALREADY COME AND GONE. THIS IS. MODERATELY COOL. HAIL KAYLU. ERNEST IS A FINK.]]
/ Sylvester: I hear music.
/ Mortimer: Yes. That's a good sign. It means it's still working. I hope. / [[What they are looking at. In the middle of the chamber is a glowing sphere, floating between two spikes mounted on a pole. Beyond is a pair of locked metal doors, and just barely visible, a staircase going up.]]
/ Mortimer: And to answer your question from before, Rosemary, "it" is another elevator. Sort of. It should be safe. Safer. No. Wait. those are stairs, aren't they? OK. Even better. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110413.html |
| The Mansion of E - Thursday , April 14 , 2011 | [[At the bottom of a shaft in the Basement. A glowing orb, mounted on a stand, plays a tune.]]
/ Sylvester: We haven't been here before, have we?
/ Mortimer: No one's been here in a while.. I think. But there are some others like this thing around the Mansion. This place. / [[A closeup of the orb.]]
/ Sylvester: How does it work?
/ Mortimer: I'm.. not going to tell you. / Mortimer: When you get better.. you'll know, and you can teach Rosemary. If you want.
/ Sylvester: But-
/ Mortimer: We're taking the stairs. / Sylvester: . . . I've heard that tune before.
/ Mortimer: They all play it. /I've/ heard.. theories. Some from you.
/ Rosemary: "Girl From The Limpho-pho". Franklin hadda sing it alla time on the Caravan! http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110414.html |
| The Mansion of E - Friday , April 15 , 2011 | [[Map of a section of the Deep Jungles.]]
/ Sylvester: Limphopho.. That's a river.. somewhere.
/ Rosemary: Yeah, down south in the jungles. Saw it in Edwird'z atlas! / [[Music from the elevator-sphere plays in the background.]]
/ Sylvester: And.. do I know who Franklin is?
/ Rosemary: Nopey dope.. He waz one of the Truba-dours on the Caravan! / [[Outline of Franklin very unenthusiastically playing the song in question, as a couple of hicks happily listen.]]
/ Sylvester: You said he.. "had" to sing it?
/ Rosemary: Yeah! It'z all the rubes ever wanted to hear! Drove him nutz! / Rosemary: Pretty well burned inta my brain!
/ [[She starts singing, quite badly.]]
/ Rosemary: "The girl from the /Lim-fo-fo/ waz a'standing on th' shore az we went /sai--il-lliing by!/" http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110415.html |
| The Mansion of E - Saturday , April 16 , 2011 | [[At the bottom of a shaft in the Basement.]]
/ Mortimer: Rosemary, you can't sing!
/ Rosemary: Sure I can! Just not real well! / Mortimer: No. Well, yes. But what I meant.. we don't want to attract attention down here!
/ Rosemary: Well.. OK.. Mr. Mortimer.. but..
/ Mortimer: Yes..? / [[Rosemary scuffs at the floor with her feet.]]
/ Rosemary: You were right before. When you said no one'z been here inna long time. Air'z all musty, and the floor'z all dusty!
/ Rosemary: With no trackz 'cept ourz anywhere!
/ Sylvester: You're almost singing again. / Mortimer: All right. All right. Let's just.. go. Quietly.
/ Mortimer: Sylvester, please shine your light on those arrows marking the steps.
/ What do they...
/ Mortimer: Oh dear.
/ [[The arrows read OPERATION CERTAIN DEATH and SLIMEGRUB PITS.]] http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110416.html |
| The Mansion of E - Sunday , April 17 , 2011 | Narration: Sundays in SubShaft 44f
/ [[Cully recounts what Callithump's machine did to him.]]
/ Cully: So, obviously, I didn't die. I was.. sent away.
/ Chunner: That.. lunatic-ette actually managed to /build/ a twistpoint?
/ Cully: No. It wasn't.. / [[Outline showing the stages of Cully passing through a twistpoint.]]
/ Cully: I've been through a twistpoint.. that "secret" one in Helignoll Hall that goes way up near God's Cactus?
/ Chunner: Heard of it, of course. Never used it myself. Why did you?
/ Cully: I was curious. It was unpleasant and disorienting. I didn't.. think like myself.. when I first came out.
/ Cully: ..I think using it regularly would cause permanent damage.. / Cully: Just now was different. There was a flash, a noise like.. "foom" and I was at the other end.
/ Crud: Aah! "Foom"? Very clever! It sounds as if Callithump was able to scale up one of the System's filtering devices!
/ Cully: . . .
/ Chunner: . . .
/ Crud: Neither of you ever played Swoomp The Trundlebug as a child? http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110417.html |
| The Mansion of E - Monday , April 18 , 2011 | [[At the bottom of a shaft in the Basement, the three humans are looking at a staircase running up and down. Behind them, the glowing elevator-orb mounted on the stand plays its tune.]]
/ Sylvester: "/Operation/ Certain Death" isn't the same as saying--
/ Mortimer: Yes. We're still going to-
/ Rosemary, pointing: Guyz! there'z another glowy thing down there! / [[Looking down the stairway to the next landing. As indicated, a small object glows there. Overhead is mounted a statue of a robust-looking man named Dorn the Second.]]
/ {{He is the eleventh Earl of E.}}
/ Mortimer: What? Where? Oh.
/ Mortimer: Oh! / [[Mortimer starts down the stairs.]]
/ Mortimer: Wait up there, both of you! Please!
/ Sylvester: It looks rather.. wet..
/ Rosemary: Watch out for Mugwumpz!
/ Mortimer: I'm just going to the landing... / [[A closer look at the glowing star-shaped object. There is also a stick lying nearby.]]
/ Mortimer: At the very least, we've got a torch-stick. And if that..glowy thing.. is what I think..
/ {{It's a glowgem.}} http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110418.html |
| The Mansion of E - Tuesday , April 19 , 2011 | [[An abandoned stairway-landing in the Basement. Mortimer's hand reaches for a glowgem lying on the ground.]] / [[He holds the gem in his hand.]] / [[He looks at his umbrella.]] / [[He puts the gem on the tip of the umbrella.]] / [[The gem stays there and lights up, illuminating the scene. There is Human graffiti on the walls: PASS OVER. COME ZARK OR HIGH (erased by now-receded water.]] / [[Mortimer looks down the staircase, which is wet, dark and piled with bits of rubble.]] http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110419.html |
| The Mansion of E - Wednesday , April 20 , 2011 | [[On a stairway landing in the Basement. Mortimer is returning from checking the next landing down.]]
/ Sylvester: What'd he /find/ down-
/ Rosemary: Wow.
/ Sylvester: What? What's wrong now? / [[Rosemary looks at her hand, as Sylvester turns away, and looks out into the main room beyond.]]
/ Rosemary: It's right. I'm definite-ly feeling better. More.. yaknow.. normal-ish.
/ Sylvester: Hmph. I'm not. Although some /things/, rather than people.. / Rosemary: I'm gonna tell.. /Mortimer/ that I-
/ Sylvester: Like that over there.. you.. put your hand on the glowy
/ part, and.. say... You have to-
/ [[Mortimer pokes his umbrella/glowgem into view, directly into Rosemary's face.]]
/ Mortimer: Hey, guys! Look at /this!/ / [[Sylvester turns back to look.]]
/ Mortimer: These are so cool! If you look.. /deep/, you can actually see the power swirling around!
/ Sylvester: A glowstone. No. A glow/gem/. That's what that is. They glow and such. For a while.
/ Rosemary: Deep... Swirl-ing.. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110420.html |
| The Mansion of E - Thursday , April 21 , 2011 | [[On a stairway landing in the Basement. Rosemary has been inadvertently entranced by the glowgem now mounted on Mortimer's umbrella.]]
/ Sylvester: But I don't.. well.. remember those things being that big...
/ Mortimer: They aren't, normally. And it's freshly charged. Look at how /bright/ it's shining! / [[Outline depicting a collection of flooded corridors, in which the glowgem and other debris float.]]
/ Mortimer: You were right, Sylvester. About it being wet. There's been flooding again.
/ Mortimer: The 'Gem must have washed right up from.. wherever they come from. / Mortimer: So. Both you please listen to me, and don't argue. First, Sylvester. save your lamp for a.. bigger emergency.
/ [[Sylvester turns off his helmet lamp.]]
/ Sylvester: Welp, you're the boss.
/ Rosemary: !! / Mortimer: Next, there's nothing below but debris, slime grubs and foul air.
/ Mortimer: So we head upstairs. We deal with Certain Death, and we go home.
/ Sylvester: Where you lead, we cheerfully follow..
/ Rosemary: !!! http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110421.html |
| The Mansion of E - Friday , April 22 , 2011 | [[On a stairway landing somewhere in the Basement. Mortimer turns away sharply, breaking Rosemary's inadvertent and unnoticed connection with his glowgem/umbrella.]]
/ Mortimer: So, off we go!
/ Sylvester: Oh, wait, Rosemary here had something that she wanted t- / [[There is an enormous earth-shaking < http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110422.html |
| The Mansion of E - Saturday , April 23 , 2011 | Narration: Meanwhile, back out in public..
/ [[A sign hanging from the ceiling, equipped with arrows, reads COUNCIL LANDING ZONE. KEEP CLEAR BY ORDER OF THE COUNCIL. The walls are covered with Council notices and recommendations. Mingent the Gobule is eating something/someone left lying on the ground. To one side, a slab swings up and out, above a sloping ramp.]]
/ < http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110423.html |
| The Mansion of E - Sunday , April 24 , 2011 | Narration: Sundays in SubShaft 44f
/ Chunner: "System"? What system are you talking about?
/ Crud: Didn't we discuss this? /The/ System. Everything. The whole world. At least, the.. non-Forest parts.
/ Crud: Light, and heat and water and fresh air.. they all marvellously [sic] flow in and out. / [[The dart flies past, displaying an Easter theme.]]
/ Crud: The Tree maintains much of the Balance.. and I suspect the Great Riddler also.. but not all of it.
/ Crud: Of course, I was a grower, not a mechanic like Callithump.. but the Humans' old devices.. they play their part, too. I guess. / Crud: And they keep trundlebugs and.. and slimegrubs and all.. out of their workings with filters that..
/ Crud: Do what you just described. Take intruders and send them someplace else, quickly. And not by.. bringing the other place close.. like twistpoints. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110424.html |
| The Mansion of E - Monday , April 25 , 2011 | [[At the Council chamber's discharge zone. Twiz the Gobule is lying on the floor, with a bit of Fixit leg in his mouth. Mingent the Gobule looms over him.]]
/ Mingent: Hey, li'l buddy, whatcha got there?
/ Twiz: Umm...
/ Comshaw: It's a new taste treat that's just been discovered. / [[Comshaw and Skradt are nearby.]]
/ Comshaw: /That/ piece is going straight to Maw, but if you smell anything like it, give it a try! / Mingent: Cool. Oh, heya, Comshaw.
/ Comshaw: Mingent. You're looking.. even more like yourself than usual today. / [[Twiz < http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110425.html |
| The Mansion of E - Tuesday , April 26 , 2011 | Narration: One moderately coherent recap later..
/ [[At the Council Chamber discharge point.]]
/ Mingent the Gobule: N' there wuz fire all over th' place, so I skedaddled.
/ Comshaw: Very sensible.
/ Mingent: N' so, I dunno what happened next. / Comshaw: I believe Sina got involved, bringing us to you, Snerd.
/ Snerd the Gnoll: What?
/ Comshaw: What are you going to do now, after you report back to Sina?
/ Snerd: Well.. I.. / [[Skradt listens to the conversation.]]
/ Comshaw: Give up your new messenger gig, and go back to.. doing whatever it is you do?
/ Snerd: Hey! I.. / [[Comshaw turns to go.]]
/ Snerd: ...I...
/ Comshaw: Indeed. Tell Sina /I/ said...
/ Comshaw: Heh. Tell her I said it sounds like she doesn't need to hear anything from me. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110426.html |
| The Mansion of E - Wednesday , April 27 , 2011 | [[At the Council Chambers discharge point.]]
/ Snerd the Gnoll: Wait.. Tell Sina you said it sounds like she doesn't.. what?
/ Skradt, leaving: "...Need to hear anything from him." / [[Snerd thinks about this.]] / Snerd: "Keep the messenger job?!"
/ Snerd: Not a chance! Having to talk to the zarking /Council!?/ And Shona
/ would /never/ agree to me working for her /litter-mate/! / Snerd: And I love her. Shona, I mean.
/ Mingent the Gobule: Got no messages for whatsergob, So we done here? Cuz I do got phizz that needs eatin'. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110427.html |
| The Mansion of E - Thursday , April 28 , 2011 | [[Outside the official exit to the Council chambers, Snerd is talking to Mingent the Gobule.]]
/ Snerd: What? Oh. Yeah. We're done here.
/ Snerd: I'm done. / [[He walks off, past a wall covered wtih bits of graffiti: CRY FOR THE LABORER. KISS YOUR MATE. The moving digit writes, and having writ, movez [sic] on.]]
/ {{Slightly mangled quote from Omar Khayy?m}}
/ Snerd, thinking: God's whoever might be waiting around the next corner. Might not make it back to Sina, much less ever see.. / [[He climbs some stairs. An arrow sign points to THE LONG PATH. Another advertises LE TREE. Other bits of half-legible graffiti.]] / [[He walks away from the viewer, down a passageway past a branch of The Tree.]]
/ Snerd, thinking: "Comshaw said it sounds like you don't need to hear anything from him." God's sending out Hat-things to take over people's brains. The Council will be watching.
/ [[More about Maw the Gobule, but it trails off out of sight beyond the edge of the panel.]] http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110428.html |
| The Mansion of E - Friday , April 29 , 2011 | [[Comshaw and Skradt go from the Council chambers to Root Hall.]]
/ Skradt: What would you do?
/ Comshaw: Eh?
/ Skradt: If you /were/ wearin' one of those robes right now. / [[Outline of Preznit the Eyebolt standing opposite Agita, Guttle and Nevus.]]
/ Comshaw: Well.. the Council is steadily gaining power and influence, but there's still only so much they /can/ do.
/ Comshaw: That said.. / [[Outline of Comshaw boldly confronting Sylvester The Mysterious Earl.]]
/ Comshaw: I would send some expendable macho idiot to try and /talk/ to "Sylvester", see what he and his Humans really want.
/ Skradt: Uh huh.. / [[Outline of a gloved hand reaching out to grab a Fixit which has been suckered in with a decoy poking from a Gnollish nest.]]
/ Comshaw: As for these Fixits.. At least for tonight, I would keep Widdendreem in the Council chambers, and set up an ambush for "Slinker" when he comes for his report.
/ Skradt: . . . Sometimes ambushes don't work real well.. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110429.html |
| The Mansion of E - Saturday , April 30 , 2011 | [[Outline of a Fixit about to be trapped under a glass dome.]]
/ Comshaw: Yes, ambushes often fail. These Fixits must be good at sneaking around unseen, and they are so fragile that taking one alive could be difficult. / [[Outline of Shona the Gnoll looking at the Fixit now on display under the dome, on top of a pillar which is labelled GODS SPY in Manglish.]]
/ Comshaw: But if one were caught, and, say, put on public display, even the Council non-fans would have to pay attention. / [[Comshaw and Skradt are going from the Council Chambers to Root Hall. The walls are covered with graffiti.]]
/ Skradt: And you could get them to talk about their boss.
/ Comshaw: There's the ethics of that. And the fragility again. Fortunately, I'm not the one who has- / [[They have met a Jibjib Burd carrying a basket and wearing a Fixit on his head.]]
/ Comshaw: -to make these decisions. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110430.html |
| The Mansion of E - Sunday , May 1 , 2011 | Narration: Sundays In SubShaft 44f
/ Crud: Unless.. when you say "Foom", you are referring to the Foomers which we all experienced /here/ a short time ago..
/ Crud: In which case.. it's... an entirely different phenomenon.
/ Cully: um.. no.
/ Cully: It was.. the first one. / [[Outline of a young Cully and his sister dropping a trundlebug down a small shaft. A teleporting-line runs off to a bulb in another room.]]
/ Cully: And yes, I'd forgotten, but Shoomp the Trundlebug was one of the games that Mulct taught my sister and I when we were whelps.
/ Cully: It was the same thing. Only it was me being sent off.. wherever I went. / [[Outline of a dazed Cully lying on the ground amidst teleportation bulbs, with Tuttle the Gnoll standing at a nearby control panel.]]
/ Cully: Anyway. I.. we foomed, and there was a another female there. And she said..
/ Tuttle, in outline: Greetings and solidarity, fellow toilers! Welcome Behind the Scenes! http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110501.html |
| The Mansion of E - Monday , May 2 , 2011 | [[In a graffiti-strewn passageway in the Basement, Comshaw and Skradt have met Schrik, a Jibjib with a Fixit on his head. Schrik is carrying a basket.]]
/ SchrikFixit: What's /yer/ problem?
/ Comshaw: OK. Here's the deal. It's the end of an era. By this time tomorrow, you'll either be dead or in hiding.
/ SchrikFixit: Dunno what yer gabbin about, but I- / Comshaw: So, /get off that Jibjib's head/ and come
/ to the Council, where we will offer y-
/ Fixit: !! / [[Schrik's feet, turning rapidly away.]]
/ < http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110502.html |
| The Mansion of E - Tuesday , May 3 , 2011 | [[Skradt has caught a falling Jibjib Burd, who low lays in his arms.]]
/ Comshaw: Admirable sentiment and reflexes, Skrad, but a Jibjib can easily survive a fall from a much greater height.
/ Skradt: ...He /is/ pretty light.. / Skradt: ..What are we gonna do with him?
/ Comshaw: sigh. Take him to a healer, I suppose, if we can find one who's not already- / [[The Jibjib (Schrik) suddenly springs back to life, launching himself into the air.]]
/ Schrik: JIB!!?! / Schrik: Whoo!
/ Schrik: Just had the /floopiest/ dream. I was.. something or other..
/ Comshaw: Really? Tell me all about it. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110503.html |
| The Mansion of E - Wednesday , May 4 , 2011 | [[Comshaw and Skradt have knocked a Fixit off the head of a Jibjib.]]
/ Schrik: Well, I.. hey! Yer that Comshaw guy!!
/ Comshaw: Yes. Yes I am. This is my assoiciate Skradt. And you are?
/ Schrik: ...Schrik. / [[Skradt reaches for the dead Fixit.]]
/ Schrik: Whadda want with me?
/ Comshaw: Well, Schrik, I want to hear about this dream of yours. It's important. / [[Outline of a Gnoll being carried across the Great Chasm in a sling by three Jibjibs.]]
/ Schrik: Uh.. well.. I dunno. I was.. all smart. Doin' smart phizz.. Gotta job workin for Flap! On th.. on the Chasm!
/ Comshaw: Hm. And does the word "Fixit" mean anything to you? / [[Skradt holds up the Fixit.]]
/ Schrik: No?
/ Comshaw: And you don't recognize /this/?
/ Schrik: Ew! Wut's that thing?
/ Comshaw: "No." http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110504.html |
| The Mansion of E - Thursday , May 5 , 2011 | [[Comshaw and Schrik the Jibjib discuss the dead Fixit that Skradt holds.]]
/ Comshaw: These things are dangerous. If you see a live one, stay away. Especially if it's on someone's head.
/ Schrik: ..OK? / [[The basket Schrik had been carrying sits nearby.]]
/ Comshaw: Now, how about that intriguing double-latched basket?
/ Schrik: Huh? Oh. That's sumthin fer Crispin. Yaknow, the Boogie Muck-amuck. Flap said- / Schrik: .. that I shud.. be sure'n..
/ Schrik: tell. / [[Comshaw turns to go.]]
/ Schrik: ..that wuz a /dream/.
/ Comshaw: Still, I suggest you take the whatever to Crispin. Then decide if you're still going to follow that dream. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110505.html |
| The Mansion of E - Friday , May 6 , 2011 | [[In a corridor in the Basement.]]
/ Schrik the Jibjib: /WAIT!/
/ Comshaw: Yes?
/ Schrik: That thing.. It wuz on /my/ head, wuznt it!? / Comshaw: Yes it was.
/ Schrik: /Why?!/
/ Comshaw: You've heard about "God"? He sent them out to spy on people. / [[Outline of two Fixits communicating while Schrik sleeps in his nest.]]
/ Comshaw: The logical assumption is, it was using you to spy on Flap's whole operation.
/ Comshaw: Noting who got oh-so-discreetly hauled across the Chasm..
/ Comshaw: Who was having little gifts sent to whom.. / [[Schrik has collapsed to the ground.]]
/ Schrik: . . .
/ Schrik: . . .
/ Schrik: . . .
/ Schrik: Flap'll /pluck/ me!!!
/ Comshaw: Well, he is more forgiving and easy-going than, say, Guttle, but it is a definite possibility. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110506.html |
| The Mansion of E - Saturday , May 7 , 2011 | [[In the Basement, in front of a graffiti-covered wall. Schrik the Jibjib looks up at Comshaw from the ground.]]
/ Schrik: Are ya gonna /tell/ Flap bout this!?
/ Comshaw: I have no plans to dash over to the Chasm to spread the word, no. / [[Outline of one Jibjib telling another about Fixits.]]
/ Comshaw: But he's going to hear about it from /somebody/, and soon.
/ Comshaw: Maybe if it was you, in person, with evidence, he might.. / [[Schrik stares.]]
/ Comshaw: No? OK, then. You've got to go to ground. They say the SubShafts are always looking for folks who can fly. You could..
/ Comshaw: No again? / Comshaw: Fortunately, a new alternative has just today opened up, and you'd be doing /me/ a small favor..
/ Schrik, even lower: subShafts maybe ain't so bad.. http://mansionofe.comicgenesis.com/d/20110507.html |
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