I hope you mofos didn't have any expectations going into the final Absolute strip, because we're gonna subvert all that shit. Scripts? Flipped. You simply aren't ready - flat-footed, naive - unless you thought it was gonna be another silly dumb one. Those people are still locked in. The others, ravaged by our potent psychological content, are lost - they're careening around the place like Beyblades.
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Absolute Penny Arcade: Part Three
Okay, so, when we were writing this one - which we thought was surely the last of its ilk - we were texting about these "Goons" in the first panel and came up with a way to make it even more stupid. Dumber than ever! And it was already pretty Goddamn dumb.
Absolute Penny Arcade: Part Two
Gabe's been buying comics through Comixology and reading them on his fancy pants color Kindle thing, and I started messing with it because now I want to catch up on shit, but he's essentially grabbing digital versions of trades and I am looking for a buffet. The Comixology subscription thing felt like a pain in the ass to use; I tried the trial and shut it down the next day. Because most of what I want to catch up on is DC shit I tried our their buffet and glutted myself on Absolutes, both Batman and Wonder Woman, and chewed up Woman of Tomorrow which was an absolute blast. Now I see why he wanted to draw all this crazy crap, and today's offering is the dark fruit of this obsession. Monday's will be also! And then I think he will go to his rest because he's going crazy on these and probably developed an RSI.
Absolute Penny Arcade: Part One
Thank Christ - our Twitch Mod turned So Much More™ reminded me that there is such a thing as a Newspost, which is a good thing, because I have been absolutely enveloped by another realm. I'll get to that in a second. But my eldest is home from college and sad for a reason I cannot fully discern, my youngest is navigating a social realm only fully known to sixteen year old girls, my super hot wife is buried in an indescribable sewing task, and I have a fever which is revealing things about The Batman I never truly perceived before while I develop a solo/cooperative tactics RPG founded in the rich loam of Sequential Art, which means - among other things - that time doesn't one hundred percent exist. Sorry! My head and face are very hot. In other news, Gabe fucking murdered this comic. It's dead! Call the police.
