#1535; The Growing Threat, Part 2 (of 3)

Comic Transcripts

[[The whole group from the farm is now gathered for a post-battle review in the locker room.]]

JUNDLEY: …All right, I think we should debrief how that went, out at the farm.
JUNDLEY: Saxor, good work catching her as she tried to flee.
SAXOR: She was easy to outrun.
JUNDLEY: I should hope so. Jellina, nice job pretending to comfort her, then snapping her neck.
JELLINA: I did not PRETEND. She WAS comforted, in the end.

[[Also present are KIBLEY, an even taller woman than Jellina; MORBLUS, a barrel-chested guy; and TANTOR, the largest man yet.]]

JUNDLEY: Kibley, good hustle on crushing all her ribs.
KIBLEY: In retrospect, I DO think I missed a few.
JUNDLEY: It’s fine. Tantor made sure ALL her bones were powder.
TANTOR: Bones AND cartilages
MORBLUS: And I helped!
KIBLEY: ONLY with the cartilages

[[All that’s visible of GRUMSBACH is his lower, orcish half, looming over everyone. ZINGO, a martial artist, crouches in his typical ready pose.]]

JUNDLEY: Grumsbach, once again, it’s sufficient to mash the remains to smithereens. You DON’T need to EAT the smithereens.
GRUMSBACH: Do not NEED, but WANT
JUNDLEY: Zingo, quick hands as always, rendering the fluids into paste…
ZINGO: What I DO with this paste will REMAIN my SECRET

JUNDLEY: Finally, Buff Santa, thanks for helping, I know this is a busy time of year.
BUFF SANTA: My FISTS are a GIFT to the NAUGHTY.
JUNDLEY: So you keep saying.

[[Finally, Jundley turns to face little ol’ Bimpley.]]

JUNDLEY: And that leaves YOU.
BIMPLEY: I am having the TIME of my LIFE!

#1535; The Growing Threat, Part 2 (of 3) transcribed by in

[[The whole group from the farm is now gathered for a post-battle review in the locker room.]]

JUNDLEY: ...All right, I think we should debrief how that went, out at the farm.
JUNDLEY: Saxor, good work catching her as she tried to flee.
SAXOR: She was easy to outrun.
JUNDLEY: I should hope so. Jellina, nice job pretending to comfort her, then snapping her neck.
JELLINA: I did not PRETEND. She WAS comforted, in the end.

[[Also present are KIBLEY, an even taller woman than Jellina; MORBLUS, a barrel-chested guy; and TANTOR, the largest man yet.]]

JUNDLEY: Kibley, good hustle on crushing all her ribs.
KIBLEY: In retrospect, I DO think I missed a few.
JUNDLEY: It's fine. Tantor made sure ALL her bones were powder.
TANTOR: Bones AND cartilages
MORBLUS: And I helped!
KIBLEY: ONLY with the cartilages

[[All that’s visible of GRUMSBACH is his lower, orcish half, looming over everyone. ZINGO, a martial artist, crouches in his typical ready pose.]]

JUNDLEY: Grumsbach, once again, it's sufficient to mash the remains to smithereens. You DON'T need to EAT the smithereens.
GRUMSBACH: Do not NEED, but WANT
JUNDLEY: Zingo, quick hands as always, rendering the fluids into paste...
ZINGO: What I DO with this paste will REMAIN my SECRET

JUNDLEY: Finally, Buff Santa, thanks for helping, I know this is a busy time of year.
BUFF SANTA: My FISTS are a GIFT to the NAUGHTY.
JUNDLEY: So you keep saying.

[[Finally, Jundley turns to face little ol’ Bimpley.]]

JUNDLEY: And that leaves YOU.
BIMPLEY: I am having the TIME of my LIFE!

I never thought being struck by a thrown frying pan would make me feel so ALIVE!