Comic Transcripts

[[A man is musing to himself.]]
Philosopher: It’s so frustrating to watch humanity repeat the same mistakes over and over again!
Philosopher: What if we had SPECIES MEMORY? What if every single baby DIDN’T have to relearn ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING from scratch? Seems like such a waste!

[[A young woman reclining on a chair joins the conversation.]]
Philosopher: Just a thought experiment… what if we could INHERIT MEMORIES?
Pragmatist: Like, memories persisting down a family tree? You’d get these SILOS OF MEMORY between different families, generations whose points of view would be born into them with staggering inertia… we’d probably relate to one another even LESS than we do now.

[[The thoughtful man continues, a crazed look beginning to enter his eyes.]]
Philosopher: Okay, how about this. You don’t inherit memory at birth. You have to INGEST it. From the BRAIN of another person. Eat their brain, get their memories.
Philosopher: And it’s SACRED. It’s RITUALIZED. You nominate your heirs, and on the day, it’s a very solemn ceremony, involving candles, and soft music, and off-duty surgeons operating on a freelance basis, and short speeches from family and friends, and a full china service with paring knives and little fondue forks… wouldn’t that be LOVELY?
Pragmatist: This is starting to sound less like a thought experiment and more like the scrawlings the investigators discover in a secret room behind a false wall in the suspect’s basement

{{header: know all about WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: captain, you have to see this. *tastes the strange substance on the table* wait…I remember what happened here.}}

#1070; A Night to Remember transcribed by in

[[A man is musing to himself.]]
Philosopher: It’s so frustrating to watch humanity repeat the same mistakes over and over again!
Philosopher: What if we had SPECIES MEMORY? What if every single baby DIDN’T have to relearn ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING from scratch? Seems like such a waste!

[[A young woman reclining on a chair joins the conversation.]]
Philosopher: Just a thought experiment… what if we could INHERIT MEMORIES?
Pragmatist: Like, memories persisting down a family tree? You’d get these SILOS OF MEMORY between different families, generations whose points of view would be born into them with staggering inertia… we’d probably relate to one another even LESS than we do now.

[[The thoughtful man continues, a crazed look beginning to enter his eyes.]]
Philosopher: Okay, how about this. You don’t inherit memory at birth. You have to INGEST it. From the BRAIN of another person. Eat their brain, get their memories.
Philosopher: And it’s SACRED. It’s RITUALIZED. You nominate your heirs, and on the day, it’s a very solemn ceremony, involving candles, and soft music, and off-duty surgeons operating on a freelance basis, and short speeches from family and friends, and a full china service with paring knives and little fondue forks… wouldn’t that be LOVELY?
Pragmatist: This is starting to sound less like a thought experiment and more like the scrawlings the investigators discover in a secret room behind a false wall in the suspect’s basement

{{header: know all about WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: captain, you have to see this. *tastes the strange substance on the table* wait…I remember what happened here.}}

#1070; A Night to Remember transcribed by in

[[A man is musing to himself.]]
Philosopher: It's so frustrating to watch humanity repeat the same mistakes over and over again!
Philosopher: What if we had SPECIES MEMORY? What if every single baby DIDN'T have to relearn ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING from scratch? Seems like such a waste!

[[A young woman reclining on a chair joins the conversation.]]
Philosopher: Just a thought experiment... what if we could INHERIT MEMORIES?
Pragmatist: Like, memories persisting down a family tree? You'd get these SILOS OF MEMORY between different families, generations whose points of view would be born into them with staggering inertia... we'd probably relate to one another even LESS than we do now.

[[The thoughtful man continues, a crazed look beginning to enter his eyes.]]
Philosopher: Okay, how about this. You don't inherit memory at birth. You have to INGEST it. From the BRAIN of another person. Eat their brain, get their memories.
Philosopher: And it's SACRED. It's RITUALIZED. You nominate your heirs, and on the day, it's a very solemn ceremony, involving candles, and soft music, and off-duty surgeons operating on a freelance basis, and short speeches from family and friends, and a full china service with paring knives and little fondue forks... wouldn't that be LOVELY?
Pragmatist: This is starting to sound less like a thought experiment and more like the scrawlings the investigators discover in a secret room behind a false wall in the suspect's basement

{{header: know all about WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: captain, you have to see this. *tastes the strange substance on the table* wait...I remember what happened here.}}

captain, you have to see this. *tastes the strange substance on the table* wait...I remember what happened here.

New ways to get Bolted!

In addition to buying things directly from me, the normal way, my game Bolted! is also now available on Amazon dot com.

On that famous website, you can also get the Creature-Crafting Magnets Set, which is made of the same artwork from the game, but is just a weird little trinket (not a playable game).

My kiddo made the elaborate version below to show off just how many magnets you get in the set (it’s 150 pieces in all — this isn’t even all of them).

Also now on Amazon is my set of Multi-Purpose Greeting Cards — a full dozen cards with envelopes in a fancy, unbranded, foil-stamped box!

Event alert!

I’ll also be showing off Bolted! at Greenwood Games, an event in Seattle this Saturday:

Greenwood Games is a free, all-ages community game event that invites players to spend the afternoon walking Greenwood Avenue from 65th to 80th, collecting clues, cracking puzzles, and discovering games made right here in Washington.

Think of it as Pride Hop, ArtWalk, and the Gumshoe all rolled into one,  except the whole thing is built around games and puzzles.​

Local game designers will be set up at different places along Greenwood Avenue in Phinney Ridge (near Ballard). My specific spot will be the “Holy Mountain Phinney Ridge Taproom”. All the information about all the different games & venues is on the website!

(If you’re in Seattle generally but not free tomorrow, Bolted! is also stocked at Blue Highway Games in Queen Anne.)

Next week, I’ll be at Gen Con! I personally will be hanging with my buddy Sam Logan at BFE Webcomics, booth #1217… but I have it on good authority that copies of Bolted! will be available at the CRWN Studios booth, #2549.

Visit one booth! Then the other! The order…is up to you.


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