All comics by the_greater_evil

 

So, I have a my background, my character sheet, and my nails.
Thats great.. wonderful...
Wait... nails?
How else are you supposed to figure out plot?
Well I guess it's worked for all the rest of the players.

 

There's no concept right here, I'm just seeing dots. No reason or method, other than min maxed slots.
You've twinked out the sheet, more than I've seen before. These numbers are crunched more than a GTA whore...
I've got the un-paid, ST frayed, rules lawyer blues... uh-huh.

 

Right, so your looking to play an tragicly artistic and mopey concept that is somehow still social.
You have spent the last four hundred years living at the apex of culture to find yourself as a goth now.
K3W1!
Best concept I've seen so far tonight. Your good to go.

 

I was wondering if you knew where the ST was... I wanted to talk about my character for the next three hours.
Nope, I've been looking for him for a scene I want to back date.
Have you seen the ST?
No, and I need him to sign the three hundred item cards I have.
What the hell are you doing there? There are last minute things that need to be taken care of!
Reading write ups?

 

All set.. only three AM...
Aren't you going to the diner?
Well it's sort of late, but I guess I could...
Good, because I wanted to run a few scenes wit...

 

So dude, I think you've been spending way too much time with role playing man.
What? I cut back to twelve sessions a week.
C'mon, why don't you get changed and lets go out for some real life interaction.
Fine, let me go wash up and get ready.
And no stupid ass Tee Shirts.
I'm pretty sure it's against health code for me to show up naked.

 

Aren't you ready yet?
No! Do you know how long it takes to wash off gamer funk?
I know there is a joke about unwashed infidels in there somewhere.
Keep looking, I think it's somewhere in table XX.

 

Seriously man, Mary Magdalen took less time to get tarted up.
All right, all right!
Go back in, shave that damn slacker scruff, and put on some real clothes.
My Amish scruff so got me laid in Pennsylvania.

 

Look, I'm leaving in like thirty seconds if you don't stop screwing around.
Hold on!
I wash my hands of this.
Not funny.

 

You understand that you look twelve when you clean up, right?
Seriously man, your doing great things for my self image.
First I'm a gamer slob, then I have an amish beard, and now I look twelve.
Next thing you know, your going to say I look like I should be going to a Cosplay
More like a Pokemon tournament.

 

Two glasses of water please.
You go through all this to drag me out to a bar and now your not even going to drink?
Well being one of the key figures in religious history comes with certain requirements.
Lame.
Such as my traditional jewish childhood. Voila! Water into wine.
Not bad, but it sorta tastes like communion.

 

I've been meaning to ask you... does... well... "dad" have an issue with gaming?
No, not at all.
Whew, thats a huge weight off my mind.
I think dad, of all people, understands the innocent nature of games.
Meanwhile...
Jvhovah, I still think it's cheating that you ressed your sons character.
Listen, I gave you an entire plane of existance, I don't want to hear that 'playing favorites' bull again.

 

Damn it. This is the reason I don't go out.
What's wrong?
See that guy over there? He runs one of the other games in the area and thinks that he's god's gift to LARPS.
He can't be that bad...
You kidding? He's the reason that White-Dwolf released so many Dramaturgy paths.
And lo, the anti-christ did come. And you would recognize him by his rules packet: 666.

 

Hello John.
Hello Paul...
How is that pathetic excuse of a game your running coming? Still wondering why your players roll their eyes whenever you introduce another non-genre NPC?
You insignificant twit, I have a responsability to ensure the quality of experience that my players have at a game instead of just running a pathetic 'genre'.
So... see you later.
You too.

 

Look man, I appreciate this... but this entire bar thing just isn't me.
Whatever. I provide wine, monks make beer, and you want to go home. There's gratitude.
Would you lay off the guilt? I'm not saying call it a night, but maybe we can go somewhere more my style?
Lead away, but if I end up at a minatures painting party I am going to be wicked pissed.
Now THIS is more like it.
DUDE! The new MOSH MOSH revolutions out!

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