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CHAPTER 8 - PAGE 05
(Transcript and visual captions below}

One evening Ellen was trying to arrange one of her usual trysts with Thierry, but Aubrey was distracting her with his incessant pouting. Ever since he'd become estate-bound, he was especially needy. Her research had become long neglected, but at the very least, couldn't she get laid once in a while?
      "...I am weary of this lifeless tomb! I shall surely go mad if I must spend another evening with these pastes and blades."
      "But Dad, your last collages were really nice," Ellen said, even unconvincing to herself, "this one, um, it's a face right?"
      "...In the most rudimentary of interpretations, I suppose. You never had the spirit of an artist, not like your sister or I."
      "Uh huh. Or this one, that's a... it's a.. puppy? Or a cow?"
Aubrey snatched it from her hands, and clutched it to his chest, "That one is not for children's eyes."
      "Wow, okay, I mean this one here is covered in breasts and pieces of raw meat."
      "You'll never understand art, Ellen."
      "Uh huh." She'd almost pried herself free, when Aubrey looked at her with forlorn expression.
      "Ellen... you're still... maintaining your purity?"
      "Oh god..."
      "Please promise that you will, I want you to go to heaven...!"
She nodded slowly, and backed away.
      I'm not allowed any entertainment, am I?

In which Bribeaux is known for its delights.

     There was no sign of anyone in the hall, not a footstep or a creak. Not even with his unnatural senses, which only made out the soft breathing of a sleeping human in the adjoining room, and the sounds of his friend's feet, making their way to the parking lot, a floor below.
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     June 14th, 2012
     By:  Kelly

Tch I hate to be whining, but I keep encountering strange problems. Today's lesson -- when your computer keeps wanting you to restart for updates, just do it, and don't wait for it to shut your computer down with a bunch of things open while you are eating a hamburger. Luckily I am an obsessive saver, but sheesh. Fascists! I don't know who are the fascists that caused that, but I hate them and they make me angry. Also, I lost the font that I use to create Aubrey's dialog, :( but I tried to recreate it and make it a bit more medieval as well. Feh. Anyway, guess which comic is gonna get mad creepy soon? ...Um, this one. :3

Btw sorry for the extra foul language on this one, maybe I'm in a bad mood, heh...

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

1.)

(Ellen gazes out a window.)

ELLEN:  Thierry, I think we need to--

2.)

(Ellen quickly throws a blanket over Thierry's naked boyparts.)

AUBREY (OFF CAMERA): Ellen? Where are my mink gloves?

THIERRY: So demure! I’m sure my Bribois delights will not drive him mad. --Eh, more so, anyhow.

3.)

(Aubrey leans against the door frame, not pleased to see Thierry. He wears a strange frock over striped pants, and has a necklace looped through his ear piercing.)

AUBREY:  M. Chartrain, I see.

THIERRY:  In the flesh.

4.)

AUBREY: Where is our dear Nicholas? I care to see his kind face again.

5.)

(Shot of Thierry sitting up in bed, Aubrey is seen from behind with tense body language.)

THIERRY: Nick? Perhaps you can have a tea party on the bottom of a well, heh. Fucking serial killing asshole. Worst mistake I ever made.

6.)

AUBREY: You say...! You cast him into some dark oubliette?!

THIERRY: Well, worse than that.

7.)

(Thierry speaks, with an illustration of an earlier scene - he throws a molotov cocktail into the well.)

THIERRY: I kept having stupid nightmares of him crawling out and uh... so I took care of it.

8.)

(Aubrey turns into a creepy monstrous form in his rage.)

AUBREY:What?! Children are a precious gift from our Lord!

ELLEN:--As I was saying, Let’s break up.

THIERRY:  Mais oui.

9.)

(Shot of Sleepytown.)

10.)

(Jack sits on the bed playing his Gameo, Tristan and Darren stand.)

TRISTAN: Want to go beat up some guys with us?

JACK:  Nah, I’m full still, and I got the new Monkey PVP Online.

11.)

DARREN:  Aw yeah! My mage already has Destron lvl 2! I’m so badass, your sucky guys will just bend over and take it! --In the butt! Hahaha!

12.)

(Jack is horrified.)

JACK:  OH MY GOD YOU DID NOT JUST-- OH. MY. GOD. What is WRONG with you?

13.)

(Darren rolls his eyes and makes a sour face, he and Tristan leave.)

JACK:  I don’t need that fucking rape culture bullshit!

DARREN:  Blah blah Save it for the chicks, dude. I’m sure they love it.

14.)

(The doorbell rings 'BZZZT'.)

JACK:  Oh for fuck’s sake. What?!

15.)

(The doorbell rings again, 'BZZZT'.)

JACK: JUST COME IN! USE YOUR KEY STUPID!

16.)

(Jack gets up to answer the door, as it buzzes again.)

JACK: Did Tristan get sick of your shit and le--

17.)

(He opens the door to reveal no one there.)

18.)

(Jack looks freaked out, as he looks down the empty hall.)

 
 
 
 
 
 
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