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Rodrigo, Knox, Picknar, and Thoos sat in Mateo's pub and looked at the menus. Knox said, "these menus have our food options listed." Picknar said, "what are these things? Eggs? Cheese? Ham?" Knox turned to Rodrigo and said, "this conversation couldn't get any more idiotic." Rodrigo said, "eggs are unfertilized ovum of chickens. Cheese is curdled milk from cows. Ham is meat of pigs." Smiling, Thoos said, "sounds delicious. They've all been tested for sentience of course, right?" Knox replied, "'tested'? Of course not. It's not like we have a way of talking with them. They're just dumb animals." Picknar and Thoos stare at them, horrified. Picknar said, "by Kaylid's Pits, it's the furryites all over again." Thoos said, "um. What products are not made from these animals, or their excretions?" Knox said, "I don't know. Dry toast? Salad? Soda?" Picknar said, "I'll have a bowl of the dry toast salad soda." Knox turned to Rodrigo again and said, "correction. We are in the good plane "idiotic" and we're in a death spiral."

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The Furryites were a bit meandering storyline in the first series, in case you missed it. I recommend reading the whole thing. 🙂

Apologies. For the next two weeks (through the 20th) I’ll be posting the comics like this: the finished final b&w sketch before inking. I did manage to finish the inks for Willowweep II on schedule for March 1st, but then didn’t quite manage to get enough done between then and driving east to visit family for spring break (since I didn’t get to visit during the holidays). But will try to ink them before April! I hope! Honest I hope!

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Rodrigo, Knox, Picknar, and Thoos sat in Mateo’s pub and looked at the menus. Knox said, “these menus have our food options listed.” Picknar said, “what are these things? Eggs? Cheese? Ham?” Knox turned to Rodrigo and said, “this conversation couldn’t get any more idiotic.” Rodrigo said, “eggs are unfertilized ovum of chickens. Cheese is curdled milk from cows. Ham is meat of pigs.” Smiling, Thoos said, “sounds delicious. They’ve all been tested for sentience of course, right?” Knox replied, “‘tested’? Of course not. It’s not like we have a way of talking with them. They’re just dumb animals.” Picknar and Thoos stare at them, horrified. Picknar said, “by Kaylid’s Pits, it’s the furryites all over again.” Thoos said, “um. What products are not made from these animals, or their excretions?” Knox said, “I don’t know. Dry toast? Salad? Soda?” Picknar said, “I’ll have a bowl of the dry toast salad soda.” Knox turned to Rodrigo again and said, “correction. We are in the good plane “idiotic” and we’re in a death spiral.”
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