#1017; The Longest Monday (Epilogue)

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: 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: 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.