Not feelin' too chatty, though. Sorry, guys. G'nite.
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Oh, and the Templar RSS feed? it's not updating because the server's being poked at. Nothin' much I can do about it until the move's finished. Sorry again.
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If you're misguided enough to actually miss my usual babbling, you can probably get more than your recommended daily allowance over on Fleen, the terribly exceptional webcomic blog. I did an interview!
I caught the new strip several minutes before your post, so I had time to write a bunch of stuff up:
I've been meaning to verbally admire your attention to detail and continuity, and today's comic is a perfect example. I saw the splotches in the last panel and thought "Holy crap, did Ben just puke on himself?" and then "No, wait, there's mystery gunk on his face before that" and "Musta been on Bill's clothes" and "Hmm...I wonder" *click click click* sure enough, there's mystery gunk visible on Bill's back a handful of strips ago, when Ben first flipped open the shade.
That's remarkable. And typical of your storytelling so far. When you visualize a scene, you're clearly visualizing ALL of it, far in advance, as if you were blocking a play; and objects in the comic have as much permanence as props on a stage. I wouldn't be surprised to see the box of cereal Ben dropped on the floor in the next comic.
My inner Annie Wilkes entirely approves.
Gah.
Face full of mustard gas or something equally horrible.
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See, *thats* why you don't let crazy people come into your apartment through your window.
I'm thinking that what Ben just got hit with is a substance that nauseates you - which is delivered through paintballs that the Templar cops lay down.
I'm actually somewhat surprised to see Ben going from a temporary cipher to a character with more depth. The Cooks seem designed for the faceless antagonist/anarchist deathsquad model, but we're seeing one of them as an actual character rather than just as a menacing cipher.
Excellent work. :)
-Darren MacLennan
Eww.. poor Ben..
although I must say he is rather cute without his glasses..
I wonder what the stuff smells like.. and if it has a certian color and texture..
not that i'd like to experience it first hand at all mind you.. ^_^;;
So, yes, it is the same gunk that the Cook family let loose on the revolutionist gathering, but what exactly *is* that gunk?
Next strip, please
I read that interview you linked to. And right now, the 1972 movie "They Only Kill Their Masters" is on, and the dog's name is... *drum roll* Murphy...
Coincidence? I think NOT!
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I'm kind of getting a wierd gay vibe between Bill and Ben.
Um ... but maybe that's just me.
Mmmmmmmm yeah, I think it's just you.
I love the last panel though where Ben is gagging from the smell but Bill is looking for a snack.
Ah, Bill and Ben, the Flowerpot Men! I don't know if they ever showed that in the US though...
JPCrim, If you recall, it was the cops wielding those paintball guns. (c.f. the strip for 10 November, and note "TPD", I presume for Templar Police Department, on the CO2 tank).
And whatever crowd dispersal agent it was, our boy Benjamin just got a face full of it. Barney's reaction (3 and 4 Nov) seems to indicate that Cook family tactics are psychological, and that whatever they threw was probably minimally harmful (other than the big flaming propane tank (which oddly enough seems to have a baloon-filling nozzle on it))