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Uncle Tempest, God of Fate (aka Uncle Time): We don't control people's will here, we simply offer guidelines. These are less than one percent of the guidelines for next harvest-day. By the way, Siphaniana, /this/ is how you perceive yourself? Not what I would have thought. -- Gwynn (subconsciously covering herself): And I should note your floating disembodied head and moving spider-hat is not creepy at all! Uncle Tempest: Yes, the fate web /*is*/ vast! That's why I don't manage it alone! I have my helper, the fate spider! -- Uncle Tempest: His birth name is 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000. But I call him /*Googol!*/ Googol (with googly eyes): Hi. -- Googol: I'm Googol! I'm watching everything you do, so don't try nothin'. - Uncle Tempest: *Googol!* Be nice, she's not a problem! Googol: Have you seen the size of the shoes on her? -- Uncle Tempest: I'll prove it. Googol, search the web for her! Googol (rushing off): You got it, boss! <**WOOOSH**> -- Gwynn: Wait, I'm not sure if that's such a good idea...? Uncle Tempest: Everybody want to search for themselves on the web! Googol (returning in a panic): *Boss! /She's not her!!!/* | Flag | ||||
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-- Krohnus (attempting to destroy Chaz): This sword came from the Never! The hand wielding it operates outside the hands of fate! I cannot even destroy it. (Chaz says something while Krohnus is trying to fry it; possibly saying something akin to "that hurts" or "I'm indestructible") -- Krohnus (throwing Chaz as hard as he can): /Enough! *BE GONE!*/ **GRRRAA/AAHHH!/*** -- (Chaz is tossed outside the temple) (Chaz says something that some sluggites (e.g., Zillatain) have interpreted as "Krohnus? NO!?!" -- Krohnus: Tempest, you little spider, you let this weapon in and now my /*family is dead!*/ -- Dunuloa: First you blame the sword then you blame Uncle Tempest? Krohnus: /*Silence!*/ -- Krohnus: We will /*all*/ pay a price for this! For my son and wife /I will see *justice.*/ Symachus (aka God of Justice; popping in): Hello! | Flag | ||||
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-- (Rana leads Symachus (formerly aka God of Justice) up the temple steps, followed behind by Dunuloa) -- (Dunuloa stops at the necklace on the ground - the necklace that she had given Kron for Queen Siphaniana - the necklace that fell off of Queen Siphaniana when she returned to the past) -- Dunuloa (having picked up the necklace): Father may be right. So much blame to go around. -- (In the time tower, a short time ago) Dunuloa (from a viewing portal): Father *he is right!* We /should/ have stepped in sooner! Now mother is dead... Kron is dead... *Why didn't you stop Farahn?!??* Uncle Tempest (aka God of Fate; aka Uncle Time): *I can't (*)sob(*)... I can't believe they're DE-HE-H-EADDD!* -- (...still a little while ago) Rana (from the viewing portal): Why didn't you save them? Googol: I am so sorry, Uncle Tempest! They were your family too! Tempest: **GWAAAWHAAAAA! WAAAAH!** -- Tempest (wiping his nose on his arm): /(*)snort!(*)/ Krohnus is right to be surprised! Farahn shouldn't have been able to kill... -- (Still a little while ago...) Krohnus (from the viewing portal; holding Chaz): It was fate itself that failed to protect your brother and mother. This sword came from the Never! -- Tempest: /What?!?/ **OH NO!** -- (Moments ago...) Krohnus (from the viewing portal): Tempest, you little spider, you let this weapon in and now my /*family is dead!*/ -- Tempest: Oh /*no!!!*/ All the breaches from beyond the /*web!!!*/ The sword snuck in on my watch... -- Tempest: And now my brother blames me for the death of his wife and son! -- Tempest (pointing to the web): Googol! Show me what happened to the web when we left the Queen here! You said she made changes? Googol: You said it didn't matter! -- (...mere seconds ago...) Tempest: It didn't when Kozoaku was free and the web was going to be destroyed but with him re-imprisoned, the fate-web lives on and something inside the web was set in motion! /I need to find out what that is before my brother arrives, because.../ Krohnus (from the viewing portal): Now I shall deal with Tempest! Tempest: ...because I don't know what he's going to do to me. === NOTE: Ref: Panel 4 Dunuloa created the necklace (_1_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20130829>) (_2_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20130912>) (_3_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20130919>) | _Panel 5 & 6_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20140328> | _Panel 8 and 10 Ref_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20140505> | Panel 13: _the Queen made changes_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20131011>, which _Googol noticed_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20131101>. | Flag | ||||
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-- Googol: Whatever the bug arranged in the web, it's so effective and I'm so /useless!/ Tempest (aka Uncle Time; aka God of Fate; through his horseshoe crab hat, now lying upside down on the floor by the fate web): Maybe I can help! Googol: /**eek!**/ -- Googol: /**MASTER TEMPEST?!?**/ Tempest (through his hat): Googol, my fate spider!! I left you my hat so I could communicate with you! Googol: You can /communicate through hats?/ Tempest (through his hat): *Can't you?* Googol: Now? I suppose yes I can. -- Tempest (through his hat): Why did you take so long to find my hat? /I left it right by the fate-web!/ Googol: Master Tempest you were sent away only yesterday. -- Tempest (through his hat): What? That's *impossible!* I've been here a /thousand years!/ | Or perhaps only a day! Timeless-Space you know. -- Googol: Yeah, I'm going with 'a day' since you were sent away yesterday, like I said. Tempest (though his hat): Oh, right. Stupid Timeless Space! -- Tempest (through his hat): Actually I mean *'Great* Timeless Space!' There are so many interesting people and robots and monsters here! There's even a particularly young potential! /*Here*/ where there should be no connection to the web! Or maybe that hasn't happened yet. And I'm, like, everyone's own Father Time! I mean Time-Father! I'm like him and everyone knows me even through [sic: should be "though"] I'm hidden. /*Oh*/ and Lord Sluggy God of Power is here too! Googol: *What?* /How?/ I just saw him get thrown out of the pyramid /yesterday!/ </Googol's thought bubble> <***BOOT!***> (Sluggy is punted out of the God-Pyramid...) </End of Googol's thought bubble> </Googol's second thought bubble> Sluggy (aka Bun-Bun; aka God of Power): *Sluggy's freelance now!* </End of Googol's second thought bubble> -- Googol: Oh right, Timeless Space. I guess it /*is*/ all messed up. Tempest (through his hat): Lord Sluggy totally goes by 'Bun-Bun' now! That's sooo much cooler! He's here in Timeless Space with me! *Twice!* And one of him doesn't know who he is! -- Tempest (through his hat): Do you remember the plan about bringing together all the potentials in the one same spot as all of the ordained? Give me the ballpark time on the timeline where you think they'll end up. Googol: Why? -- Tempest (through his hat): How about all the potentials /*and*/ a bunny God of Power? -- Googol: The Googol search is /*over!*/ He'll be the /*center!* The rallying cry? *Sluggy Freelance!*/ | Now I just need to /make sure/ everyone knows what Sluggy Freelance means. -- Comic Footer: end part XV === NOTE: Ref: _Tempest having the ability to deposit Bun-bun anywhere in the timeline_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/060201>... *Sluggy Freelance:* And there you go. *BUT* if you want to know more and you're a _*Defender*_ <http://www.sluggy.com/public/defenders>, I'm planning to do a "Sluggy Freelance: Full Disclosure" blog post about the true origination of the name with all the gory details, right around when the site updates for Tuesday's (May 20th) comic. | Flag | ||||
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-- Bini: So the tangle is still there, in the fate-web? Carl: Yes, Bini. Googol is studying it. -- Bini: I checked, it was another 20 years before that sarcophagus was supposed to open. You sent me the "Sarcophagus Maintenance" memo didn't you, Carl? Hacked into the system again? Carl: Things are happening. Googol needed to be in the loop. Bini: /*What*/ things? -- Carl: I was a fool to think I could walk away from the tangle, quit my job as fate spider, and wait for the spark to end. Because I've come to realize, almost too late, that more than this spark is at risk. It's the very... Googol (alarmed): /*The pillars of reality!*/ -- Googol (tearing up): *That tangle is wound so tight the Omega pillar is starting to crack! Carl: And Father Time has such indifference to mankind he's going to let them undo it /all!/ Bini: I don't understand. -- Googol: Dear sweet Sally, there have been many sparks, all ended prematurely by The Destroyer. The web collapses, and it's on to the next spark. But when the /pillars of reality fall,/ *it's all over /forever./* -- Googol: *This will not stand.* I must contact Lord Tempest. Where is his hat? Carl: I put it away. Far away. I fear Lord Tempest may be behind the tangle. -- Googol: What are you saying, Sally? Carl: *Sluggy Freelance* is /*not*/ what you thought it was about. Don't you see? -- Carl: /**The Poopypants will be undone, and the Mess will be on Our Hands!**/ -- Bini: *Ewww.* Gross Carl! Way to ruin a dramatic moment. Plus that sounds like a load of crap! Carl: *Poopypants is the destroyer's current Truename! /His Pillar will Fall and bring RUIN!!!/* Googol: And on that note I'm calling the first official meeting of /'The three fate spiders who will save reality'/ a flop. === NOTE: Ref: The _Tangle_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/050817>, The Pillars (_1_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20130507>) (_2_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20131023>), _Quit_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/090113>, _Poopy_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/140605> _pants_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20140606>. | Flag | ||||
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Happy Halloween (the 'o' is a jack-o-lattern, and the 'w' has a spider hanging from it) === NOTE: *Surprise! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!* This non-Sluggy related holiday art comes from Leah's Inktober sketchbook. Working without a pencil is SCARRRRRY to her! So it works double for Halloween! | Flag | ||||
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Urja: I chose to take you far from the saferoom. To the location Lady Sylvia instructed, this manor by the heather fields. I chose to revive you, and Lady Sylvia. I chose to keep you safe and fed until this day when you are whole again! Urja: And I chose to tell you all of this so you understand why I now serve you. -- Urja: Where I failed as the sword of the top of the pyramid, I will /*not*/ fail as the shield of the fugitive. If you will have me. -- Sam (doing bunny shadows): "poingy poingy Poingy!" -- Sylvia (annoyed): She's talking to you. Sam: No, she hates me. She's talking 'bout the fugitive. -- Sylvia (annoyed): *You're* the fugitive. Sam (shocked): *I'm the /fugitive?!?/ -- Sam: This story is about /me?/ I would have listened more! -- Sam (whispering to Sylvia): /Did I miss anything important?/ -- Sam: *Carry on, shield!* Sylvia (still annoyed - at both of them): You will /*not*/ carry on, Lady Urja. You were our enemy, and that is not easily forgotten! === NOTES: Ref: _Heather Fields_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/151105>. | Flag | ||||
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Oasis: /JEEZ!/ -- <****KRAK****> (...slamming Oasis' head against the wall...) -- (Oasis slumps down, leaving behind a spider web of cracks where her head impacted the wall...) -- Oasis (dazed!): **woW***ow* -- | Flag | ||||
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Teresa (over video feed; next to the book "Fate-MAGIC" "by Sin'Thea La'Morte"): Yeah, not so much. -- Sin'Thea: Might I hope your sister Monicruel escaped that fate as well? Teresa (over video feed): No, Mom. Monicruel is gone. -- Sin'Thea (now shown to look an awful lot like an old Oasis): Well I hope at /least/ you're seeking vengeance? Teresa (over video feed): Yes mom. Sin'Thea: There's a good girl. (A spider is dangling from the upper right corner of the panel) | Flag | ||||
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--- Panel Caption: NEMOVIRLEN ANIMAL TESTING LAB O1: TEAM "WALKING" LEADERS SLAPPYDODO (Cages of different types of animals kept for testing; two of the cages have spider webs, and at least two have markings that appear to be consistent with the cult) -- Slappyhoho-dodo: Riff provided us an H-NOM virus enhanced phone. It'll make all the animals turn into zombies and want to eat us. Fotojournjourn: Is that a good plan? Slappyhoho-dodo: I'm only going to expose them long enough for you to take the pic, Fotojournjourn! (Under a poster that says "Remember to wash your hands after testing animals", an hC guard is sitting against the wall, tied up and gagged) -- Panel Caption: HOUSE OF CHEESE CORPORATE OFFICES: TEAM "CHEWING GUM" LEADER SKIMPYMOOMOO Skimpymoomoo: That's the real ingredients and nutritional information on the House of Cheese's Shephard's pie pizza?!? Ninja-dressed elf: Ewe. Paper taped to the laptop: My Password: C0rsiKA -- (In a central circle is Percy; the comic is drawn to represent incoming information (zombie animals and pizza ingredients) going in to Percy and then going out to various media outlets and information on Crushestro going to the Pentagon; surrounding Percy are the words "IN PERCY WE TRUST | INFO PLURIBUS BROKER") -- Panel Caption: VARIOUS MEDIA NEWS OUTLETS (shown as receiving data, and displayed as channel logos: "NIFTY NEWS 50", "CNNN", "FOX YOU!" "MSNBCNN", "The Timely Times", and "BBCNN") -- Panel Caption: EQUINOX HACKING DEPARTMENT: TEAM "MOSTLY SOBER SLIGHTLY CRANKY" LEADER ISABELLA ABATO Izzy: Yes, I designed the REA coordination software. No, I can't hack into it or delete it. I can get through enough to use a denial of service attack. And yes I hate you all right now. (Hurt Star emanating from Izzy's head; indicating a hangover headache; a large cup of "WAKE NOG" on the desk next to her) -- Panel Caption: THE PENTAGON: Underling: The REA-coordination program just locked up! *We can't get it back!* General: We'll have units in the field /later today!/ That tech *needs* to be reliable! Underling #2: *Sir!* I have a lead. "Crushestro Inc," a Hereti-Corp competitor, may have their own version of coordination software! General: Put me through! Underling #2: Immediately, General! -- Crushestro (on Pentagon computer screen): Yes, general. What can we help you with? === NOTE: Refs: "_H-Nom Virus_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/120131>" (it wasn't referred to as that before this comic, I don't think.), _in Riff's possession_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/120229>. Or you can just start reading about The NOM _here_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/120102>. | Flag | ||||
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-- Balloon-Schlock (pulling open a drawer to reveal a book written "by Sin'Thea LaMort"): I have a book that might answer some of your questions about the nature of your magic. I found it very enlightening. And it will give you some cool-down time while we both decide if you fit into my bigger picture. -- Balloon-Schlock (leaving the room): If it's any consolation, you will get your magic powers back when you return to the Earth. <**Shuff**> -- (The door closes behind him...) <**Shuff**> -- (...silence...) -- (Gwynn looks worriedly at Cappy Bo (aka "Captain Botanical"), who has wilted; next to Cappy Bo's pot, lie two dead spiders, with a third on its back, twitching) <*Twitch*> <*Twitch*> -- (Cappy Bo begins to disintegrate, and the third spider curls up in a dead position) -- (Gwynn sits on the bed, crossed legged, and curled up) Gwynn: "My powers back" means the bug takes over and the Earth ends. I *can never* go back. | I lose. | Flag | ||||
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-- Gwynn: Someone hid the last page /*in*/ the walls? | I just have to disrupt the runes of that protection circle... -- King Farahn: It's finally /happening!/ My queen will be with me here in my kingdom *forever!* The Bug | K'Z'K (from inside a box): Mfff! Mfff! -- King Farahn (snapping his fingers): What is it already, troublesome bug? <**SNAP!**> The Bug | K'Z'K (as the box releases him): LOOK what Gwynn is *Doing!* King Farahn: What is she doing? -- The Bug | K'Z'K: The Page of /*domination!*/ She's going to CONTROL you like Allie did! King Farahn: Allie-who? So much is foggy! /*What*/ is she doing? -- The Book of E-ville (taking the page back as Gwynn disrupts the rune): **SLURP!** -- King Farahn: /*What is she DOING?!?!*/ The Bug | K'Z'K: STOP HER!!! -- (King Farahn throws a book with two hearts on the spine and a crest with a tree in the middle and antlers sticking out of it on the cover) <**THROW**> -- (The book of two hearts emerges from the Book of E-ville, as a spider hangs nearby...) <**PLOP.**> -- The Bug | K'Z'K: WHY did you do THAT? King Farahn: It's *what I did* the *last* time! -- (Gwynn is on the floor now, but outside the wall, she backs away from the vent as a hand reaches out...) -- (A hand reaches out from the vent with the same crest that's on the cover tattooed on its forearm; an angry eye peers out from the pages of the book of two hearts...) === NOTE: Ref: _Protection Circle_ <https://archives.sluggy.com/book.php?chapter=73#2021-03-31> | _Domination-Spell_ <https://archives.sluggy.com/book.php?chapter=73#2021-05-21> "Last Time" (_1_ <https://archives.sluggy.com/book.php?chapter=73#2020-11-25>) (_2_ <https://archives.sluggy.com/book.php?chapter=73#2020-12-15>) (_3_ <https://archives.sluggy.com/book.php?chapter=73#2020-12-18>). | Flag | ||||
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Scribe: Greetings, Anise! Anise: Aw! You spotted me! (The scribe is sitting on a bench; the Book of E-ville is set on the bench next to her; the bench has tall sides, which in profile resemble the profile of the Wizard Yffi; a spider hangs on one of the bench ends...) -- Scribe: You too Basil, and you as well, Coriander! Basil: What ever. Coriander: Yo! -- Scribe: Remember when we first met, and I thought you were hounds? Anise: Nope. Coriander: We can be /*lots*/ of things! Wizard Yffi: *Scribe!* Why are you neglecting your work /yet *again?!?*/ -- Scribe: I need breaks, Master! The writing of spells is extremely taxing! Wizard: But it seems more than just that. Is there something else, perhaps? -- (The woman/scribe hesitates with a bit of a pout; the Book of E-ville sitting behind her...) -- Scribe: Despair. You have taught me to compose magic but you have yet to teach me to wield it. -- Wizard Yffi: Patience, my scribe. You are not ready to use magic safely. But your way with a pen is beyond compare and in magic's composition you are on your path to greatness. -- Scribe: A path to greatness where I cast spells? Wizzard Yffi: Oh /look at the hourglass!/ Basil, attend me in the lab! Basil: Yo! === Transcriber's note: The scribe's name is Edda. | Flag | ||||
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Sam: I'm not abandoning my friends, Urja. Urja: Reminder: our monthly strip poker night is tonight *only.* Sam: My friends will be fine. -- DFA: Target locked! (The crosshairs for the DFA are now centered on K'Z'K's head) -- Riff (thinking): I do this... I'm no better than Schlock! Riff (thinking): I'm /worse./ </(*)CLICK(*)/> Riff (thinking): What have I done? -- (The DFA on top of the Digbot Shoddie Suit begins to activate; a spider hangs from a tree branch above the Shoddie Suit) -- <****BOOM!****> (The Shoddie Suit explodes) -- Riff (thinking): That... shouldn't have happened. /Sabotage? Thank God!/ -- K'Z'K: A BOOM? RIFFY? Did you /*do that,*/ wherever you ARE? You might DELAY me... -- K'Z'K: But /*nothing*/ in all the Heavens and the Earth can EVER stop me! (Torg runs up behind K'Z'K, wielding a glowing Chaz) King Farahn (to himself): ‹My sword?› === NOTE: Ref: The _DFA Shoddie Suit_ <https://archives.sluggy.com/book.php?chapter=73#2022-06-16>, the _Remote, and the Question_ <https://archives.sluggy.com/book.php?chapter=73#2022-06-24>. | Flag |
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