Where are they now
At least she's making progress. Maybe.
*sigh* Well, there goes my only useful source of conversation. I was hoping he wouldn't gulp that drink so fast. Now I only have mumbling drunks and passed out minions to chat with.
Damnit, where the hell is everyone else that can hold their alcohol. Then again... when a minion drinks half his body weight in vodka, you can't expect TOO much, but still... where is everyone?
Whelp... I've managed to pull my leg bones back straight, so at least they won't heal crooked.
Umm... can I maybe help you mov-
DON'T TOUCH ME! Sorry... but it really, REALLY hurts to move even the slightest bit at the moment. I think I best just sit here for a while.
Hey, y'know what'd be nice about now? Anything OTHER than this damn purple-ground sometime.
Metroid, Samus, Kraid, and the rest of 'em are all property of Nintendo, who to my knowledge wouldn't do anything such as sue me or shut poor Planet Zebeth down, because they're so damn nice, and Metroid kicks ass : }
This particular comic strip was made solely by me, by that happy little program known as KolourPaint. Yes, the one that everyone runs in fear from. That's why the comic looks the way it does.