Oh. Yeah, of course.
Normally, I should have known the difference. Revealing lapsus.
I was red-hot angry when I wrote this down. I have spent too much time these recent weeks following international News, and the amount of sh!t humans inflict on one another was getting at me. Among other things, politicians pissing on our shoes and not even bothering anymore to try to convince us it’s just the rain.
I’m cutting on the News. The planet may burn, I will actually welcome it.
Um. Still angry. Sorry about that.
End of rant. It’s all I will say about this.
Fellow Rusty fans, please resume your usual comments.
Aaaah, Sir M. is back to his hapless former self. Pity, I kind of liked the new, menacing bad-ass villan side to him. Almost as surprising and entertaining as a certain barbarian-uncommon reader multiclass character…
Stabbed in the arm with his own poison dagger, dogpiled while sick from poison, arrested and thrown in baseball prison, and now knocked senseless by a sonic scream…Malevolus has not been having a grand couple of days, here.
As seen in the penultimate panel of this page:
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… our good buddy Mal has now freed a Doogan, while he was inside a jail-cell that is located underneath the Stadium, so this means that 3-out-of-4 parts of the prophecy have been fulfilled.
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It just remains for Boxford to announce a Champion!
( … there’s nothing saying that the “champion” to be mentioned is the same as the “winner of the Gnome-Ball games”, though … “Champion” sounds to ME like a single person, while the games are won by a TEAM, you see … )
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Derek looks a bit dazed. Maybe he thought that wasn’t a sound plan?
I’d say he’s upset that the sirens is deafening.
Roxy looks happy, though. I bet she had fun, a real scream.
She does look like a screamer, doesn’t she?
I thought the plan was a resounding success.
Mawp! Mawp! Maaaaaawp!
Roxy didn’t use Bard magic. Just all the pent-up frustration of late.
There are days like this where you just want to shoot.
I think you mean shout, but in this case shoot works as well.
When it’s 5d6 sonic damage either way, both can apply.
Oh. Yeah, of course.
Normally, I should have known the difference. Revealing lapsus.
I was red-hot angry when I wrote this down. I have spent too much time these recent weeks following international News, and the amount of sh!t humans inflict on one another was getting at me. Among other things, politicians pissing on our shoes and not even bothering anymore to try to convince us it’s just the rain.
I’m cutting on the News. The planet may burn, I will actually welcome it.
Um. Still angry. Sorry about that.
End of rant. It’s all I will say about this.
Fellow Rusty fans, please resume your usual comments.
“Shoot! Shoot! Let it all ooot! These are the things I can do withoot!”
–Scottish-Canadian cover band.
Well said, Stabs. Remember your friends!
Aaaah, Sir M. is back to his hapless former self. Pity, I kind of liked the new, menacing bad-ass villan side to him. Almost as surprising and entertaining as a certain barbarian-uncommon reader multiclass character…
https://youtu.be/y8OtzJtp-EM
Literally the first thing I thought of!
Crafty use of already planted tools!
But Derek, if he has the wits of goose, is going to remember that the twosome are a pair of assassins.
Oh no! Norm’s been cut in two! Now he’s only half of a medium-sized creature!
Hmm, half the size… y’know, there should be a word for that… it’s on the tip of my tongue…
Oh wait, that’s some of the fallen cake. Om nom nom.
A half-Twiceling?
So, a ling
Stabbed in the arm with his own poison dagger, dogpiled while sick from poison, arrested and thrown in baseball prison, and now knocked senseless by a sonic scream…Malevolus has not been having a grand couple of days, here.
Now Derek will punish those two, reading them fifty shades
I’m pretty sure that is a violation of Derek’s pacifism vow.
I agree. I’m sure that his vow does not allow torture.
Sonic Burst FTW!
After the sonic attack got them out of Malevolus’ knuckles, the Doogan twins are high-tailing out of there.
With the cleric so confused, it would be easy for hobbits to check his pockets. Pity they are too freaked out…
oh boy! madlibs!
As seen in the penultimate panel of this page:
[rustyandco.com/comic/level-8-88/]
… our good buddy Mal has now freed a Doogan, while he was inside a jail-cell that is located underneath the Stadium, so this means that 3-out-of-4 parts of the prophecy have been fulfilled.
=====
It just remains for Boxford to announce a Champion!
( … there’s nothing saying that the “champion” to be mentioned is the same as the “winner of the Gnome-Ball games”, though … “Champion” sounds to ME like a single person, while the games are won by a TEAM, you see … )
So, does anyone know where the cake went?
Ah Yes – the CAKE!
I’ve no doubt that this oversight will be coming-around to bite them in the butt, post-haste!
The cake is a lie.
Welp, it’s final. Roxy does the opening to “The Immigrant Song” by Zeppelin better than anyone.
“No one ever defends against Sonic!”
Everyone saying ‘Led Zeppelin’, sigh, children, have you never heard Tarzan yodel?