Still can't find paper. So you get another notebook-paper doodle! Here's Eiffel in space getup, inexplicably pointing a gun at somebody. I don't know why, or who it is, or why she looks so sad about it, but I do like this drawing rather.

So there's no comic today because, of all things, I've run out of paper. (Or I mean I have some, but it's buried god-knows-where in moving boxes.) Hopefully this problem will be remedied by Sunday. *siiigh*

Rin Sez:
Lex has a valid question, in panel two. Smithy is just either too much of a ditz to notice or hates to miss an opportunity for a spit-take. Or both.

Eh, I don't know, I'm not feeling terribly inspired today. When in doubt, bondage!

Rin Sez:
Smithy is muttering something along the lines of "A man cannot be pacified with tea, dash it." But clearly that's a lie.

Apologies for the no-comic on Thursday. Aftermath of moving, and all. (And I get to do it again in, like, a week! *falls over*) But hopefully this one is awesome enough to make up for it. I'm happy about it, anyway.

I made you a comic, but the scanner eated it.

(Am packing and made a filler-y moving comic about it, but the scanner decided it ought to be a little diagonal cross-section. I do not understand technology. *cries*)

Rin Sez:
I know what year it is. Really.

It always kind of goes like this at the Dandelions Club: they lose the key, and then Twelve decides they've got to clean the whole place. She figures that either they'll find it, or it means that someone new is going to show up, in which case they ought to make a good first impression. (Usually Smithy is involved, though, which means that the place winds up in greater disarray than it was when they started.)

Rin Sez:
Lex wasn't going to ask, assuming (and rightly so) that it was one of those things people say when they're trying to lead into an Exposition. Unfortunately for him, Smithy is a master of that Look-- you know, the one that makes you keep talking even though you already decided you weren't going to.
...It's a good thing he uses his powers for good.

I'm a little distracted today. I found anthropomor_fic, a community dedicated to fic involving anthropomorphic personifications (which is like my favorite thing ever) and now a significant portion of my brain is occupied thinking of things to write about. So yeah.

Rin Sez:
Know your tropes. (warning: it's a TV Tropes link! But the first page quote is from Jeeves & Wooster, so HA.)

Hey, look, a non-filler, non-placeholder comic post! I mean I'm still sick, but at least the block is gone. (I tell you what, guys, there's nothing like not knowing why your internal organs keep trying to implode. Fail.)

So in other, unrelated news, currently I'm watching Mononoke and it's obsessing my brain. Seriously guys, this show is made of awesome. It's weird and psychological and mystery-esque and full of mythology and period-Japan-ness, and the animation is trippy and fabulous (and reminds me a little of Yellow Submarine, I won't lie, but maybe I'm just weird). Plus the main character is AWESOME PLUS A MILLION. But a word to the wise: NOT to be confused with Princess Mononoke. Anyone who goes into this one expecting happy fun Miyazaki movie time is in for a big, and possibly unpleasant, surprise.

Rin Sez:
Yep, still blocked. Bah and double bah.

In other news, HOLY CRAP GUYS my name is on the front page of the Confluence site! I mean it's in little letters, but it's THERE. And you know who else is on that list of additional guests? TAMORA PIERCE. I'm on the same list as Tamora Pierce. *spazzes*

Hey there, guys. You may have noticed the lack of comic on Sunday-- this is because I've been suffering from crazy mad webcomic-er's block, as well as rehearsing three shows at once (plus I closed a fourth on Sunday, aiee), ON TOP of which I think I ate something weird on Sunday night and have been sick for the past two days. So there's no comic today, either.

As an apology, have this notebook-paper doodle of Twelve, being unaccountably sassy:

Rin Sez:
Wooo, in just under the wire again! (I have to look up the etymology of that phrase. It's interesting.) I also have to stop this thing of being hideously busy all day until right before midnight. Bleh.

I love Twelve. I kind of think of her as Jeeves but bitchier, and with less social competence. (And Smithy is totally Bertie, but with dimension-smarts. I also have to stop basing things on Jeeves and Wooster. *shifty eyes*)

Rin Sez:
Tavy is somehow leaning down off the balcony. How, you may ask? Through the power of me being too lazy to draw it again!

Meanwhile, Smithy is one of those people who believes that tea helps everything. He may be right.

Rin Sez:
Lookit, actual art! I had vaguely planned on doing this for the 100th comic, but it fell out Shakespeare-ly instead so I did it here.
This is one of the silly things about doing a stick figure comic. I tend to think of settings in elaborate visuals, which I obviously can't convey in a minimally-drawn comic. (Or at all, usually, but that's a different ramble.) But for some stories, I feel like the visual aesthetics of the setting are really important. So I'm trying a compromise here, with this sort of establishing shot, if you will. After this I'll most likely go back to my usual 'background? What background?' approach.

Also? I do not recommend drawing spiral stairs, if you can get out of it. Especially not without a reference.

Rin Sez:
It just so happens that my 100th comic coincides with Shakespeare's birthday. Awesome. So in the proudest traditions of both Shakespeare and webcomics: immature jokes!

Rin Sez:
Sorry for yet another no-comic day on Sunday. I tell you what, guys, my Sundays need to stop arranging themselves where I'm hideously busy from the moment I wake up to the minute I fall over and pass out. Blehh.
...this time around, though, I was in a staged reading of Edward III, which may or may not be partially by Shakespeare. Scholars disagree about it, but then scholars disagree about everything. What I know is, some bits of it really sound like him. (Plus I got to do raven sound effects, so overall it was a good thing.)

So! Here is this new thing. I think it'll be fun. Huzzah.

Rin Sez:
Oh Lex. A kite makes a bad shield, silly. It won't give you any bonus to your AC.

Guys, in a week FCB will hit 100 comics. HOLY CRAP.

Rin Sez:
Whew. In just under the wire again.

The thing about living your life in accordance with the theory of narrative causality is that, while you know what to expect when certain sets of circumstances arise and how to deal with whatever that may be, when a story hook comes up you have to run with it. It's the rules.

Sorry, guys, no comic right now. Today has been insane, and I'm just home long enough to nom on something and run out again. If it's not too late and I'm not too dead when I get in, I may NINJA EDIT something in; if not, I'll see you Tuesday. Whoooosh.

Rin Sez:
For SCIENCE!

Thanks for the idea for this one, Frances. I'm sorry I don't get your jokes sometimes.

Rin Sez:
Ha-ha! Surrealism strikes again!