page 1206 – Sudden Onslaught of Ichabod Dialog
I’d make a joke about this being a good comic to be doing in the middle of winter, but I live in The South. Our winters don’t even count.
Instead, I’ll say that this really feels like an “old school Far Out There” page to me. You know, weird random science fiction ideas that exist for their own sake and walls of text I don’t have to color in and one of the Short Pants Squad around to hog the spotlight. Half the reason I brought Mariska & the others on as cast members was in hopes that more Nitpickers would allow me to do more pages in this vein, and I guess it’s working!
Speaking of old school, just in case you missed the announcement on the New Years page, I finally started re-posting The Killer Station of Deadly Doom! It’s around one-quarter up at this point, and hopefully I’ll be getting some more re-posted over the course of this week… though that depends on a lot of other things that are kind of in flux at the moment. As much as I like going back over old content and writing up new commentary for it, it’s REALLY hard to get out of that groove and switch over to something else… and there’s always a lot of something else to do.
Finally, random note: I originally doodled Trigger clutching his shirt to make him look unhappy about somebody else apparently being in distress, but looking at it now, it seems more like he’s unconsciously copying Mariska. I actually kind of like the idea of Trigger just naturally copying others without realizing it. Maybe it’s that super saboteur training kicking in to help him blend in to his surroundings?
EDIT: New TWC Voting Incentive swapped out, right on cue!
Come on Ichabod, you’re a Nitpicker. You should already know that different people have different conceptions of what constitutes “normal” temperatures. That’s true for us here on Earth, and probably more so in science fiction stories with people living on multiple planets.
Except, of course, Ichabod has the advantage of having a royal decree saying he’s right, and it also seems like most stations and ships have a similar temperature to The Exposition.
It’s possible that there’s something close to a standard for many space-based habitats.
And, most importantly, they are childhood friends and there are times where messing with each other takes precedence over nitpicking.
Everybody knows half the fun ob being a nitpicker is learning how to sound like you know what you’re talking about in order to get your own way!
✋ *Raises Hand*
TKSDD was a great storyline, and only a few pages of meandering (but that’s what you get when you do a story a page at a time rather than going with the longer draft-edit-rewrite approach)
Concerning this page, I am of course with May here. Layla is just a spoilsport.
Yeah, I wish I clearer memory of which parts of Killer Station of Deadly Doom were written without rough drafts, because there’s one spot in particular where it certainly FEELS like I was groping blindly, but I can’t say for sure all these years later.
Of course the real question is what kind of drink the apples are flavored.
The answer is, of course, whatever you personally would find most ridiculous and hilarious
I raise my hand, because I do remember. I’m less likely to forget background details like that than specifics on either of the last two pages.
Also, she’s fine at “normal” temperatures, but her definition of “normal” temperatures has 35 degrees Celsius (95 degrees Fahrenheit for the US) as her “comfortable, if slightly cool” level, while almost everyone else in the universe has that as their “this heat is draining me, and I’m used to it” temperature.