Chips and Cracks p35

18th Jan 2023, 12:00 AM in 2.2 Chips and Cracks
Chips and Cracks p35
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Author Notes:

Toadlett 18th Jan 2023, 12:00 AM
Oleander and Bob bonding over their shared love of winter wear and dislike of wet corpse sounds.
PAGE 35 (6 panels)
1. Oonagh pointing with her knife at the parts of the weirdwight.
OONAGH: they look a lot like the description of the wodewight that hit the circles, yeah? I don’t think that’s coincidence. But they aren’t actual wodewights- for one thing, they’re way, way younger than any wodewight.
2. Oonagh gesturing, bob recoiling, a little grossed out.
OONAGH: Look at the muscles, the blood- you smell that? Nitrates! Silver! A whole cocktail of things- I gotta open up this thing’s stomach- does it have a stomach? I can’t see a mouth…
3. Oleander and Bob looking green.
OLEANDER: Right, great, but what does this mean?
4. Oonagh looking up, already arm-deep in viscera,
OONAGH: oh, right- they were force-grown.
OLEANDER: how do you mean, force?
OONAGH: Like rhubarb! Pump em full of magical reagents, probably a very carefully controlled space…
5. look up, at the briar people.
OONAGH (op): like they say, if you can’t get an ancient, powerfully magical wild place at home, store-bought will do…
6. Oleander sitting back under the twisted shade of a briar, watching bob.
OLEANDER: ...Right. Okay.


Shabakuk 21st Jan 2023, 10:32 AM
Rhubarb? I used to *like* rhubarb...