[[DR. MARCUS prepares a formula as BENSON watches.]]
MARCUS: ...and THERE we go. Benson? Are you paying attention?
Keep a close eye on the process! You will have to reproduce it yourself!
BENSON: Yeah okay totally.
MARCUS: For once I drink this, I will become TOO STRONG to handle the beakers...You must prepare your OWN dose for yourself!
Only THEN, Benson, shall the NATIONS BOW before us--and TOGETHER we will RULE WITH POWER!
BENSON: I know.
MARCUS: Unless...unless you're NOT planning to prepare your own dose! Is THAT your plan, Benson? To allow me to turn, and then ABANDON me? A monster alone, utterly ALONE in the world?
O what a TRAGIC FATE! Is this your passive-aggressive way of cautioning me against the dangers of HUBRIS?
BENSON: I dunno.
MARCUS: Very well. A fine consul you have proven to be, Benson. We shall retire, this day, and RECONSIDER our aims.
I am GRATEFUL for your WISDOM. You have done us both, AND our cause, a GREAT service today.
BENSON: TOTALLY.
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Benson's just there for the class credit.
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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