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CHAPTER 9 - PAGE 15

(Transcript and visual captions below}

Allison waited on the balcony of Rafflesia. She'd been waiting since before the lights went down, the music went up, and the humans came inside. Pounding, grindy industrial music played, it seemed so maudlin compared to what she and Thierry listened to on their own. Why was his club like this? Was it just for business, or was he ever actually into this stuff?
      She swung her feet under the table, trying to distract herself with passing thoughts like this. She'd felt so anxious since Jack had gone missing. Tristan had offered to check the hotel to see if a Jack hand miraculously re-appeared, but she wasn't holding out much hope. But what else could she do?

In which the flying catsup spaghetti monster appears.

"Seriously Thierry, can we go kick her ass, or what? She can't just take Tristan like that!"
"Well, I guess I'm not in an alliance with her any more..."
"Then let the ass-kicking commence!"
"Eh... I'd really rather be prepared and-- oh yes, Jack right? Let's do that."
"Tell me you can kick her ass."
"I....could... kick her ass, sure. Given the right circumstances..."
" >:( "

 
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     March 13th, 2013
     By:  Kelly

Argh I kept running into bizarre barriers as I finished this one. First, my cat laid on top of my drawing arm and drooled all over. Then, I spent way too long fussing with the lighting. Then, a giant centipede appeared on my desk and made me run around the room in terror. GEEZ! Oh well, I enjoyed drawing little fairy lights and cute goth people. PS I have a 'black magic' shirt too. :3

            TRANSCRIPT: This is the text of the comic, for purposes such as translation and internet searches.

1.)

(Allison sits alone in Rafflesia.)

2.)

(Tristan arrives, putting a sympathetic hand on her shoulder.)

ALLISON: ... So I’m guessing you didn’t find anything.

3.)

(Tristan sits down, placing his hand on hers.)

TRISTAN: Sorry.

4.)

(Glowy-eyed Sarah appears, wearing a low-cut bony chest showing dress. Diverse goths abound.)

5.)

(More Sarah is visible, with a short skirt to match the revealing top. More goth cuties about.)

6.)

(Sarah spots Tristan and Allison on the balcony.)

7.)

(Her face registers mild surprise and more of annoyance.)

8.)

(Behind Allison, Sarah's shadow magically creeps. Tristan is upset.)

ALLISON: What?

TRISTAN: No...! Not her!

9.)

(Sarah makes a bitchy face, and Allison starts to get angry.)

SARAH: Tristan, you get fleas from lying with dogs.     We’re going.   NOW.

10.)

(Allison looks over her shoulder, Tristan looks alarmed.)

ALLISON: Wow, what’s got your tits in a twist?
   Oh right, that tacky dress. He’s busy. Go away.

11.)

SARAH: Wait, you’re not a Crowboy!
   Who are you and how DARE you--

ALLISON: Eat shit, catsup hair.

(Allison flips Sarah "the bird.")

12.)

(Sarah and Allison show their monster faces, the flip-off continues.)

SARAH: YOU DO NOT SPEAK TO A DRAGOMIR LIKE THAT! DO YOU WISH TO DIE?

ALLISON: Oh did you not see this finger? It says “fuck off.”

13.)

(Thierry strolls up, Sara sneers some more.)

THIERRY: Sarah, get out of my club. Now.

SARAH: Another traitor?!

14.)

(Sarah pulls Tristan away and Allison responds with "the double deuce.")

SARAH: You stupid little midgets! Tristan is MINE. I’ll settle this later!

ALLISON: Settle THESE bee-yutch!

15.)

(Allison is mad, Thierry tries to soothe her.)

ALLISON: Where’d SHE come from? Tristan doesn’t deserve that shit!

THIERRY: Would a revenge spell make you feel better?

16.)

(A wild Bostwick appears, sneaking behind them.)

ALLISON: Not now. We gotta help Jack.
         But-- yeah. Maybe.

THIERRY: Oh mon chou, I know
         sooo many good ones.

ALLISON: Can you set her tits on fire?

THIERRY: For starters.
 
 
 
 
 
 
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