Tear da Fleeces to pieces! 😛
Tear ’em to Reese’s Pieces!
Nah, looks too good to be Martin…
Clearly this is someone else.
Maybe it’s just me, but doesn’t the fanbase have to vote on a CMOA?
Anyway, in other news:
Give Fleece’s nieces pyrokinesis; their army’s pieces releases my thesis that they’re the Jesus of polices. And what’s Jesus without pyrokinesis? Freya’s ‘creases’ in skin decreases – or ceases? – the GM’s plot involving increases and leases, but said ‘pieces’ also ‘greases’ certain… creepy… palms, so… well… look, the titillation nation appeases, but where’s Qesneff and his crotch-smelling wheezes?
I agree completely.
And all say, “Amen.”
Well the Fleeces are obviously psychically linked (how else would they know when it was time for a replacement?
So this army of fleece was hunting for geese on the land that they lease when they felt the release of the Martin-played Fleece who had suffered a crease in her cranial piece, right?
Can someone do a limerick about that?
o_o Martin. He’s got to be involved with this somehow. “Learned his lesson”, indeed.
You know, that guy that died of stupidity and is nowhere seen here…
You mean the Zombie hit’n it up with Arias? They make a lovely couple.
Touché. “The person who used to play Martin” is what I should have written. Oh, well. Your webcomic is tricky sometimes, the way the players and the PCs are so tightly linked.
“Quick! Hide behind the pile of dead bards!”
The DVD is on my wishlist…
Said DVD is totally hilarious! 😀
“Only in concealing one’s identity, can one truly be known. “
“He who stumbles around in darkness with a stick is blind. But he who… sticks out in darkness… is… fluorescent!”
“Loose 50 XP!” Brilliant!
Just because everyone else is doing it, and totally not because she was smoking hot…
“I seduce the priestess!”
Clearly the DM has lost control of his own world again… because I can’t believe he would agree to this. This is taking the concept of “new character” to extremes.
Unless 9.999 of those 10.000 Fleeces die…
“… the DM has lost control of his own world again…” proceeds from a core assumption I am pretty sure was never true to begin with.
So…the triplets in your novel wouldn’t all be named “Fleece” would they?
Well, they all could have Fleece as a second name – and one becomes the Fleece-in-charge again…
The characters in the book are all new. Only one of them has a solid name though. Still, I’m doubting that any of them will be named Fleece. 😛
Can I be a beta tester for your book? (I love to read and have no books at the moment)
“I love to read and have no books” seems oxymoronic.
My kindle battery is dead… my books are in storage… so I have no books to read. It is very sad.
Could be worse:
So one of the names could be squishy? 👿
Could be anything.
Thanks Chris, but I haven’t actually started writing yet. I have to get the comic put to bed first, and it’s important to me to give it the send-off it deserves.
Can we sing “10,000 copies of Fleece on the wall” now?
The Fleeces remind me of Psmith From Phil Foglio’s Buck Godot, Zap Gun For Hire…
(That page is a spoiler by the way…if you want to read the story without seeing the punchline first, hit the “Start” button without reading the page first…)
So many wood elves there was not enough clothes to go around!
Now you know that wood elves never wear clothes except when they’re hanging around with humans…they’re all hippie pervs!
Wait, you’re a hippie now, Elfguy?
I mean, I knew about the “perv” part, but…
Hey, there’s “Wood” eleves and “High” elves…(Actually they both sound kinda hippie-ish now that i think about it…) But I prefer the Wolfriders from Elfquest….
That reminds me… *digs around in her files of weird sig lines, funny quotes and similar* Ah, here it is.
I’m afraid the three are very much distinct. Pretentious Elves focus on the arcane arts, having a holier than thou attitude due to their culture being older and shinier than everyone elses. Dominatrix Elves wear black leather and black armor, both just as pointy as their weapons, and raid human settlements to kidnap everyone that doesn’t raise a weapon against them to take them home to rape them to death. Hippy elves are treehuggers in tree houses with tree festivals that will liquify you with arrows if you step on a twig the wrong way. All three archetypes are mutually exclusive.
— Ganurath, on Mon Jun 02, 2008 11:19 pm, on keenspot Dominic Deegan webcomic forums
I know this is long overdue (stupid internet -.-) but my first DM session went well. I kept them under control (quite a feat indeed) and they all had fun. I haven’t started working on next session this coming saturday >.< but I'll get it done.
Have fun, and a long history of gaming!