TRANSCRIPT: This is the text of the comic, for purposes such as translation and internet searches.
1.)
(Karl narrates-- Jack gives Karl the baggies of drugs while stern yet glamorous goths watch in the background. Some kind of weird doobie-smoking monster is in front. Other than her, the rest of the scene is rendered in a rather... gloomy style.)
KARL: I’ll never forget it...
2.)
(The scene goes back to normal, with a slight change in view in the background...)
JACK: Uh, Curlyfry wasn’t
even there...
KARL: Oh right.
3.)
(Karl displays the baggies of drugs to other kids' interest. Jack needs to know about the candy situation.)
KARL: Candy is here,
everyone!
JACK: --you have
real candy,
right?
4.)
(A bunch of teenagers sit around smoking, drinking and eating pizza whilst conversing in a... teenager-y fashion.)
WOLF: Do you even understand
the fundamentals of Aegenian
post-critical methodology?
Everyone knows that,
GAWD.
COTTON: Tch, of course.
I’m not a baby.
CAIRNS: Mm yeah but
that assumes a
relativistic universe, y’know?
PRIESTESS: I guess.
CYANIDE: What if everything
isn’t even real?
I mean, REALLY real.
It does my head in!
MAURICE: I know!
UNIDENTIFIED KID: Guys, they just got
a jug of Graumeister!
5.)
(Jack slumps on a couch in the background while some strange top-hatted person talks to him. Karl socializes in the foreground.)
SOLOMON:Do you
huff?
JACK: Eh, not really.
SOLOMON: Yeah,
huffing is
so over.
KARL: Esther!
It’s been
FOREVER.
ESTHER: Everything’s
so beautiful!
You did it
again.
BUCKET OF CHEESE: Karl your taste is amazing!
It’s like something from
Phantasmo Magazine!
6.)
(Karl gathers everyone around the snack table.)
KARL: What should we listen to?
I’ve got everything.
UNIDENTIFIED KID: Belfries!
UNIDENTIFIED KID: Charnel Haus!
ADINA: Umm
Paddywagon
haha.
UNIDENTIFIED KID: Oh please.
HARINDER: A Stillness!
SEVERIN: Darkchurch!
UNIDENTIFIED KID: Ooh, Sucky Babies?
UNIDENTIFIED KID: Noooooo!
UNIDENTIFIED KID: Aw.
7.)
(Spooky music plays while people sit around or make out. Karl has a girl on his lap in the background.)
BUCKET OF CHEESE: Bleh
this music
is so bleak.
HARINDER: Yeah, it's great!
CYANIDE: How old
are you?
JACK: Uh--
CYANIDE: Wanna make out?
JACK: Hm, okay.
8.)
(Jack is all :-* and the girl is all :-P)
9.)
(Karl glances at something as Chool kisses him.)
10.)
(Chool totally loses her lunch, breakfast and dinner all over the place. Some laugh, some stare agape. Karl dives out of the way like a pro.)
KARL: Ugh, of course you’d remember
something like that.
JACK: Yes, yes I would.
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