Comic Transcripts

[[A view of the planet Earth.]]
Captain: No signs of life on quarantine planet Monday-X1-Prime.

[[A pod of some sort floats into view.]]
Captain: Wait.
Captain: Sensors fluctuating.

Captain: Something remains.

[[The pod drifts nearby a large spaceship.]]

[[The spaceship extends some sort of grabbing apparatus to retrieve the pod.]]

[[A human sleeps inside the “CRYO-STOR” pod.]]
Captain: Are you… Ridala?

[[Ridala opens her eyes in shock.]]
Captain: We are the Phryday.

[[The Phryday greets Ridala. It is an alien, with a lightbulb-shaped body and insectoid limbs.]]
Captain: We received a distress call.
Captain: We came as quickly as we could manage.

[[Ridala steps out of the pod.]]
Captain: It has been twenty thousand of your years.
Captain: But we came as quickly as we could.
Ridala: PHRYDAY! FINALLY! We can begin the rebuilding of my people!
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Ridala: What’s that NOISE
Captain: Another cryo-pod?

[[The ship extends its grabber again to grab another pod.]]
Captain: Are there others of your kind?
Ridala: I… I thought not!

[[Ridala greets the wizened, crazy-eyed old man in the pod.]]
Ridala: Greetings, traveler, and wake! Twenty millenia of Monday are coming near to their end!

Old Man: Aw, THIS hardly counts as a MONDAY! Back in the war, WE saw a MONDAY!
Ridala: Who IS this

{{header: return to WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: One thing you learn in the war is to grab any unattended cryo-pod you see.}}

#1017; The Longest Monday (Epilogue) transcribed by in

[[A view of the planet Earth.]]
Captain: No signs of life on quarantine planet Monday-X1-Prime.

[[A pod of some sort floats into view.]]
Captain: Wait.
Captain: Sensors fluctuating.

Captain: Something remains.

[[The pod drifts nearby a large spaceship.]]

[[The spaceship extends some sort of grabbing apparatus to retrieve the pod.]]

[[A human sleeps inside the “CRYO-STOR” pod.]]
Captain: Are you… Ridala?

[[Ridala opens her eyes in shock.]]
Captain: We are the Phryday.

[[The Phryday greets Ridala. It is an alien, with a lightbulb-shaped body and insectoid limbs.]]
Captain: We received a distress call.
Captain: We came as quickly as we could manage.

[[Ridala steps out of the pod.]]
Captain: It has been twenty thousand of your years.
Captain: But we came as quickly as we could.
Ridala: PHRYDAY! FINALLY! We can begin the rebuilding of my people!
<>

<>
Ridala: What’s that NOISE
Captain: Another cryo-pod?

[[The ship extends its grabber again to grab another pod.]]
Captain: Are there others of your kind?
Ridala: I… I thought not!

[[Ridala greets the wizened, crazy-eyed old man in the pod.]]
Ridala: Greetings, traveler, and wake! Twenty millenia of Monday are coming near to their end!

Old Man: Aw, THIS hardly counts as a MONDAY! Back in the war, WE saw a MONDAY!
Ridala: Who IS this

{{header: return to WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: One thing you learn in the war is to grab any unattended cryo-pod you see.}}

#1017; The Longest Monday (Epilogue) transcribed by in

[[A view of the planet Earth.]]
Captain: No signs of life on quarantine planet Monday-X1-Prime.

[[A pod of some sort floats into view.]]
Captain: Wait.
Captain: Sensors fluctuating.

Captain: Something remains.

[[The pod drifts nearby a large spaceship.]]

[[The spaceship extends some sort of grabbing apparatus to retrieve the pod.]]

[[A human sleeps inside the "CRYO-STOR" pod.]]
Captain: Are you... Ridala?

[[Ridala opens her eyes in shock.]]
Captain: We are the Phryday.

[[The Phryday greets Ridala. It is an alien, with a lightbulb-shaped body and insectoid limbs.]]
Captain: We received a distress call.
Captain: We came as quickly as we could manage.

[[Ridala steps out of the pod.]]
Captain: It has been twenty thousand of your years.
Captain: But we came as quickly as we could.
Ridala: PHRYDAY! FINALLY! We can begin the rebuilding of my people!
<>

<>
Ridala: What's that NOISE
Captain: Another cryo-pod?

[[The ship extends its grabber again to grab another pod.]]
Captain: Are there others of your kind?
Ridala: I... I thought not!

[[Ridala greets the wizened, crazy-eyed old man in the pod.]]
Ridala: Greetings, traveler, and wake! Twenty millenia of Monday are coming near to their end!

Old Man: Aw, THIS hardly counts as a MONDAY! Back in the war, WE saw a MONDAY!
Ridala: Who IS this

{{header: return to WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: One thing you learn in the war is to grab any unattended cryo-pod you see.}}

One thing you learn in the war is to grab any unattended cryo-pod you see.

The end, for real. The story began here. Closer look at the cryo-pod here!

Bolted! Fulfillment Update

Photo courtesy of backer Nicola!

The vast majority of Bolted! game shipments are already shipped, but I understand if you don’t have yours yet, who cares. Here’s a progress report:

Total orders | 1052
Surveys completed | 992
Fully shipped | 946

Incomplete surveys

Obviously, if I don’t have your shipping address, I can’t ship your game! Let me know if you are missing a survey link. As new responses come in, they are rapidly added to the shipping queue.

Orders containing certain add-ons

Some of the add-ons proved more popular than expected — which is lovely! But it meant I had to reprint some stickers, make all the individual comic prints, request a shipment of books from offsite storage, etc, etc. So, any orders which contain an out-of-stock item are still waiting to ship.

All that missing stuff, though, is en route to me at this very second! So those orders will be going out pretty dang soon!

Custom items

I’ve already been in touch directly with the backers who ordered custom collages! Those will be created (and sent to you) after all the other shipments are complete. I’m excited for those, they’ll be fun! My pleasant dessert after the hearty meal of all the other orders.

Anything wrong?

I’m very grateful to the few folks who’ve contacted me to report some kind of issue with their shipment! Thankfully, problems are rare, but when they do occur, I would like to solve them. Please don’t hesitate to send me an email (replying to your shipping confirmation works great) if there’s anything about your order I can correct.

Reviews & photos

On BoardGameGeek are highly appreciated!

Unless you hate the game! You are entitled to that opinion, but please send that review directly to me instead of telling anyone else, so I can eat it and bury it in the yard and watch it grow into a twisted, gnarled tree. Or whatever!


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