VINCENT: The boy won't survive.
PULSAR: Who cares?
VINCENT: I do.
PULSAR: I see...
Pulsar extends her right arm, releasing a bright light beam from her palm towards Vincent.
PULSAR: Forgive me, my love.
In the real world, Vincent fades. Witty grabs him. The cleaner robot is banging the huge metal door, trying to get inside. Darkstar and the girl run towards the two hurt boys resting next to it and take them away from the door.
*THUMP* *NYEEEC* *THUMP-RMMMBLLL*
GIRL: Get away from the door!
ACE: What the heck is wrong with you, Nicole? Do something now!
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just found you via twitter. sci fi and really nice art. i both admire and am envious.
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Thanks, Greco!
Nice Lovecraftian sitcom strip you have there
BTW, I can edit your comment so your email address isn’t displayed to everyone (that’s spambot delicatessen right now). Tell me if you want me to do so.
thanks — for the kind words about arkham polytech and the editing my email thing. running on too little caff this morning, didn’t realize i stuck my email in the name slot.
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No problem. I edited the name field in both your comments. The email you provided in the email field is still there but hidden, as usual.
I don’t quite understand what just happened, but it makes me feel sad for some reason…
5 Comments
just found you via twitter. sci fi and really nice art. i both admire and am envious.
Thanks, Greco!
Nice Lovecraftian sitcom strip you have there
BTW, I can edit your comment so your email address isn’t displayed to everyone (that’s spambot delicatessen right now). Tell me if you want me to do so.
thanks — for the kind words about arkham polytech and the editing my email thing. running on too little caff this morning, didn’t realize i stuck my email in the name slot.
No problem. I edited the name field in both your comments. The email you provided in the email field is still there but hidden, as usual.
I don’t quite understand what just happened, but it makes me feel sad for some reason…