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The Script For Today's Comic!
Gotterdammerűng, Part 9
Back at La Casa Strange. Karla enters through the door, frantic.
KARLA (startling Tom): Seth’s calling off the campaign!
KARLA: He says now that Izzy’s humiliated him, he can’t continue as GM. Tom, I can’t stop now – Seawind the Enchantress has so much to learn! She’s just emerged from her sheltered cocoon of the upper class and begun to brush up against the harsh realities of life…
TOM: It’s just a roleplaying campaign, Karla…
KARLA (large, expansive, dramatic, as if she’s going for the Oscar – she grabs Tom by the front of his shirt to make her point, perhaps wandering away in the middle of this speed in overemphasized anguish): No. It’s a death. I’ve been through this before, and you lie awake nights wondering what might have happened – what level could she have made it to? Would she have eventually understood her own self-destructive impulses? Where would her path have led? I can’t go through this again!
(Note: I could very easily see this whole speech as a small series of panels in Hyper-Emotive Style, but I don’t know how much you’d want to draw it.)
TOM: This isn’t Old Yeller, Karla, it’s a -
KARLA (desperately, firmly, not bossy but rather needy): Tom, you have to apologize to Seth.
TOM: Wait a minute – I didn’t rip off Throg’s nuts, Izzy did. Why should I apologize?
KARLA (small, ashamed, like a little girl apologizing to mommy): Because I don’t know Izzy well enough to make her apologize.