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Masters of the Art - latest additions http://mastersoftheart.com The latest transcribed Masters of the Art comics, powered by OhNoRobot.com en-us Sun, 04 Oct 2009 02:12:03 -0000 60 Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=119 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=119 Sun, 04 Oct 2009 02:07:01 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=119">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{Love Bird}} {{Monday, May 23 2005}} {{Justin's Journal - This comic is entirely in black and white and appears to be pencil drawn.}} [[A bird, facing to the left.]] Narrator (Justin): My little sister has a pet love bird. Narrator (Justin): I think that name is a bit ironic [[A more close-up view of the bird. You begin to see the narrator in the bird's left eye.]] Narrator (Justin): because that bird is so full of hate, that I'm sure if given the chance... Narrator (Justin): it would kill me. [[A close-up of just the bird's left eye and part of its beak. The image of the narrator in the eye is even clearer.]] Narrator (Justin): But not if I kill it first. Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{Love Bird}} {{Monday, May 23 2005}}

{{Justin's Journal - This comic is entirely in black and white and appears to be pencil drawn.}}

[[A bird, facing to the left.]]
Narrator (Justin): My little sister has a pet love bird.
Narrator (Justin): I think that name is a bit ironic

[[A more close-up view of the bird. You begin to see the narrator in the bird's left eye.]]
Narrator (Justin): because that bird is so full of hate, that I'm sure if given the chance...
Narrator (Justin): it would kill me.

[[A close-up of just the bird's left eye and part of its beak. The image of the narrator in the eye is even clearer.]]
Narrator (Justin): But not if I kill it first.]]> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=118 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=118 Sun, 04 Oct 2009 02:06:44 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=118">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{To Protect then Serve}} {{Friday, May 20 2005}} [[A cop leans on his door and casually holds his gun pointing to the sky.]] Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: Whoa wait, so... that was just a false alarm then? And you're still open? [[Reed looks out the drive-through window of the Taco Shell]] Reed: Whatever doesn't get me shot, sir. [[The cop, still leaning on the door, his gun now out of view.]] Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: Haha! Wow, well, it's been a rough night of duty. How 'bout a number three? Reed: Yes Sir, Right away! [[Reed, inside the Taco Shell grabbing his face and freaking out with the light of the drive-through window behind him.]] Reed: Oh shit Oh SHIT! I don't even know the number three's special ingredient! Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{To Protect then Serve}} {{Friday, May 20 2005}}

[[A cop leans on his door and casually holds his gun pointing to the sky.]]
Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: Whoa wait, so... that was just a false alarm then? And you're still open?

[[Reed looks out the drive-through window of the Taco Shell]]
Reed: Whatever doesn't get me shot, sir.

[[The cop, still leaning on the door, his gun now out of view.]]
Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: Haha! Wow, well, it's been a rough night of duty. How 'bout a number three?
Reed: Yes Sir, Right away!

[[Reed, inside the Taco Shell grabbing his face and freaking out with the light of the drive-through window behind him.]]
Reed: Oh shit Oh SHIT! I don't even know the number three's special ingredient!]]> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=117 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=117 Sun, 04 Oct 2009 02:00:56 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=117">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{Strip Fight - Freedom}} {{Monday, May 16 2005}} [[A fat, bald man wearing red swimming trunks with white flowers stands at a beach and looks sad.]] [[A first person view of the man looking down at his toes.]] [[The man closes his eyes and sighs.]] <<SIGH>> [[The man has an idea!]] <<^^^^>> [[The man throws off his swimming trunks and runs toward the water. There is a wooden NUDE BEACH sign to his right.]] Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{Strip Fight - Freedom}} {{Monday, May 16 2005}}

[[A fat, bald man wearing red swimming trunks with white flowers stands at a beach and looks sad.]]

[[A first person view of the man looking down at his toes.]]

[[The man closes his eyes and sighs.]]
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[[The man has an idea!]]
<<^^^^>>

[[The man throws off his swimming trunks and runs toward the water. There is a wooden NUDE BEACH sign to his right.]]]]> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=116 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=116 Fri, 17 Apr 2009 07:11:36 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=116">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{Title: Out of the Fire...}} {{Friday, May 13 2005}} [[View of the drive-through window from inside the Taco Shell]] Reed: Aha! The drive-thru window, I've found an escape! [[Bright headlights and a silhouette of Reed sticking his upper body out the drive-through window.]] Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: FREEZE SHITBAG! [[The cop, Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton, standing behind his car door and aiming his gun.]] Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: Come out with your hands...whoa, hey, are you guys still open? [[Reed mouth agape looks down at his newfound name tag that says Jose in shock.]] [[Reed with his jaw dropped looks up at the cop.]] [[Reed smiles.]] Reed: Welcome to Taco Shell! Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{Title: Out of the Fire...}}
{{Friday, May 13 2005}}

[[View of the drive-through window from inside the Taco Shell]]
Reed: Aha! The drive-thru window, I've found an escape!

[[Bright headlights and a silhouette of Reed sticking his upper body out the drive-through window.]]
Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: FREEZE SHITBAG!

[[The cop, Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton, standing behind his car door and aiming his gun.]]
Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: Come out with your hands...whoa, hey, are you guys still open?

[[Reed mouth agape looks down at his newfound name tag that says Jose in shock.]]

[[Reed with his jaw dropped looks up at the cop.]]

[[Reed smiles.]]
Reed: Welcome to Taco Shell!]]> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=115 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=115 Fri, 17 Apr 2009 07:11:34 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=115">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{Title: Good Aim, Not Just for Sports}} {{Monday, May 09 2005}} [[Reed in the dark inside the Taco Shell, walking with his hands out.]] Reed: Thank God the alarm stopped Why is the floor so slippery? [[Close-up of Reed's foot, slipping on a liquid.]] <<SLIP>> [[Mexican Chef 1 and 2 talking.]] Narrator: Earlier Chef 1: *Hey! You got spit all over the floor. Try to keep it in the food. Footnote: *Translated from Spanish [[Mexican Chef 1 and 2 laughing.]] Chef 1: And you dropped your name tag in it? Chef 2: I'll pick it up later. Chef 1: Sure, and I wash my hands after using the bathroom. <<HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA>> [[Reed not visible. Presumably on the floor below the panel.]] <<THUD>> Reed: OW! Why is there a sharp stabbing pain in my chest? Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{Title: Good Aim, Not Just for Sports}}
{{Monday, May 09 2005}}

[[Reed in the dark inside the Taco Shell, walking with his hands out.]]
Reed: Thank God the alarm stopped Why is the floor so slippery?

[[Close-up of Reed's foot, slipping on a liquid.]]
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[[Mexican Chef 1 and 2 talking.]]
Narrator: Earlier
Chef 1: *Hey! You got spit all over the floor. Try to keep it in the food.
Footnote: *Translated from Spanish

[[Mexican Chef 1 and 2 laughing.]]
Chef 1: And you dropped your name tag in it?
Chef 2: I'll pick it up later.
Chef 1: Sure, and I wash my hands after using the bathroom.
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[[Reed not visible. Presumably on the floor below the panel.]]
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Reed: OW! Why is there a sharp stabbing pain in my chest?]]> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=114 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=114 Fri, 17 Apr 2009 07:11:32 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=114">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{Title: Jumpin' and Bumpin' the Beat}} {{Friday, May 06 2005}} [[Reed, behind the locked glass door to the restaurant, infuriated, and Dirk, standing outside.]] Reed: I'm locked in? I'm locked in! Why did you let him lock me in? Didn't you know I was in here?! Dirk: You seem upset. Perhaps I should just catch the bus and let you cool off. [[Reed, pressing himself against the glass door. Dirk is outside.]] Reed: No man, please... I think I'm running out of air. Security Alarm: <<WOOOOP>> Please step away from the restaurant <<WOOOP>> Reed: Is that the alarm? [[A large cop named Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton, next to a cop car, cocking his gun and spitting when he talks.]] Cop's Radio: Possible break-in at Taco Shell, Unit 177 investigate. Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: I'm on my way. <<COCK>> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{Title: Jumpin' and Bumpin' the Beat}}
{{Friday, May 06 2005}}

[[Reed, behind the locked glass door to the restaurant, infuriated, and Dirk, standing outside.]]
Reed: I'm locked in? I'm locked in! Why did you let him lock me in? Didn't you know I was in here?!
Dirk: You seem upset. Perhaps I should just catch the bus and let you cool off.

[[Reed, pressing himself against the glass door. Dirk is outside.]]
Reed: No man, please... I think I'm running out of air.
Security Alarm: <> Please step away from the restaurant <>
Reed: Is that the alarm?

[[A large cop named Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton, next to a cop car, cocking his gun and spitting when he talks.]]
Cop's Radio: Possible break-in at Taco Shell, Unit 177 investigate.
Officer Cheechley N. Chongerton: I'm on my way.
<>]]> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=113 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=113 Fri, 17 Apr 2009 07:11:30 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=113">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{Title: Turn. Click. Lock.}} [[Mexican Chef and Dirk at the store entrance.]] Dirk: Excuse me, we left our keys inside, may we- Mexican Chef: Lo siento, eeh, sorry, closed. Dirk: But- [[Close-up of Mexican Chef's hand turning the key in the lock. A Locked sign appears above the lock.]] <<CLICK>> Mexican Chef: NO. Closed. [[Reed, inside behind the locked glass door and Dirk, outside.]] Reed: Okay I've got my keys. Let's go. {{Monday, May 02 2005}} Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{Title: Turn. Click. Lock.}}

[[Mexican Chef and Dirk at the store entrance.]]
Dirk: Excuse me, we left our keys inside, may we-
Mexican Chef: Lo siento, eeh, sorry, closed.
Dirk: But-

[[Close-up of Mexican Chef's hand turning the key in the lock. A Locked sign appears above the lock.]]
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Mexican Chef: NO. Closed.

[[Reed, inside behind the locked glass door and Dirk, outside.]]
Reed: Okay I've got my keys. Let's go.

{{Monday, May 02 2005}}]]> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=112 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=112 Fri, 17 Apr 2009 07:11:27 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=112">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{Title: That's Hard to Swallow}} {{Panel in Sepia}} [[Reed, eyes wide, one hand on his stomach.]] Reed: Oh no... {{Panel in Black and White}} [[Reed holding a taco in one hand and a burrito with his keys in it in the other. He's about to bite the burrito. This is a flashback type scene.]] Reed: In my blissful frenzy of feeding I must have accidentally eaten my keys! {{Panel in Sepia}} [[Dirk and Reed. Reed still in the taco and burrito eating pose.]] Dirk: Wait. Shut up. You probably left them in the restaurant. Come on. {{Friday, April 29 2005}} Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{Title: That's Hard to Swallow}}

{{Panel in Sepia}}
[[Reed, eyes wide, one hand on his stomach.]]
Reed: Oh no...

{{Panel in Black and White}}
[[Reed holding a taco in one hand and a burrito with his keys in it in the other. He's about to bite the burrito. This is a flashback type scene.]]
Reed: In my blissful frenzy of feeding I must have accidentally eaten my keys!

{{Panel in Sepia}}
[[Dirk and Reed. Reed still in the taco and burrito eating pose.]]
Dirk: Wait. Shut up. You probably left them in the restaurant. Come on.

{{Friday, April 29 2005}}]]> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=111 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=111 Fri, 17 Apr 2009 07:11:26 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=111">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{Title: Honestly, That's Just Gross}} {{Comic is in sepia colors.}} [[Reed]] Reed: That was awesome! Man whatever they put in their food they sure didn't hold back this time. Dirk: I didn't eat half what you ate and I'm stuffed. I just wanna go home and relax. [[Dirk]] Reed: Yeah, I think if I tried to put anymore in some would have to come out. Dirk: That's just gross. [[Aerial view of Reed and Dirk at Reed's car under a lamppost.]] Dirk: Why haven't we gotten in the car yet? Reed: I can't find my keys. Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{Title: Honestly, That's Just Gross}}

{{Comic is in sepia colors.}}

[[Reed]]
Reed: That was awesome! Man whatever they put in their food they sure didn't hold back this time.
Dirk: I didn't eat half what you ate and I'm stuffed. I just wanna go home and relax.

[[Dirk]]
Reed: Yeah, I think if I tried to put anymore in some would have to come out.
Dirk: That's just gross.

[[Aerial view of Reed and Dirk at Reed's car under a lamppost.]]
Dirk: Why haven't we gotten in the car yet?
Reed: I can't find my keys.]]> Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=110 http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=110 Fri, 17 Apr 2009 07:11:24 -0000 <a href="http://mastersoftheart.com/comic.php?cid=110">Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome</a> {{Title: Now We're Talkin'}} [[Dirk pulling a taco coupon out of his wallet and Reed holding up 3 fingers.]] Dirk: That was a close one. How many Tacos do you want? Reed: Keep your precious coupons, I'm getting a number three. Dirk: My God man, that's madness! No one man could dare hope to finish a number three, it's meant for four. [[Reed, slamming money down on the register counter.]] <<SLAM!>> Reed: Sure, four losers maybe. Meal three me! Sales clerk: A courageous choice, Sir. [[A mustachioed Mexican chef (Chef 1) and a Mexican chef without a mustache (Chef 2).]] Chef 1: Gringo llega al tiempo de cerrar y pide el numero tres... Chef 2: ¿Extra escupida en esto? Chef 1: Si, hazlo sopa numero tres. Narrator translation: "Gringo comes at closing time and orders the number three..." "Extra spit in this one?" "Yes, make it number three soup." Masters of the Art Webcomic - Dedicated to All Things Awesome

{{Title: Now We're Talkin'}}

[[Dirk pulling a taco coupon out of his wallet and Reed holding up 3 fingers.]]
Dirk: That was a close one. How many Tacos do you want?
Reed: Keep your precious coupons, I'm getting a number three.
Dirk: My God man, that's madness! No one man could dare hope to finish a number three, it's meant for four.

[[Reed, slamming money down on the register counter.]]
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Reed: Sure, four losers maybe. Meal three me!
Sales clerk: A courageous choice, Sir.

[[A mustachioed Mexican chef (Chef 1) and a Mexican chef without a mustache (Chef 2).]]
Chef 1: Gringo llega al tiempo de cerrar y pide el numero tres...
Chef 2: ¿Extra escupida en esto?
Chef 1: Si, hazlo sopa numero tres.
Narrator translation: "Gringo comes at closing time and orders the number three..."
"Extra spit in this one?"
"Yes, make it number three soup."]]>