Would you believe I'm still playing Skyrim? My tiger-ninja, who should now be referred to as my tiger-ninja-mage-bard-former werewolf, while only being one level away from max, is now the leader of every conceivable group in the game that I'm aware of. I hope this comes into play when you face off against big-bad dragon at the end (if that is the end, I don't really know). "Hey, Alduin, evilest of dragons! I hope you don't mind, but I brought some friends along." Yeah, I'm not keeping my fingers crossed. After all that work, though, if you can only keep one follower along at a time, I'll be kind of pissed. Maybe you can cross-train them? Like, have a werewolf-mage-assassin following you around, backstabbing bandits, cooking them with a fireball spell, and then eating them? Too much to hope for? Yeah, probably.
I drew a picture today at the Chick-Fil-A of a cow wearing a chicken suit, looking disgruntled, with a sign around his neck that says, "Eat Me." I left it on the counter. I hope they appreciate it.
Today's strip is another one dealing with the students being assigned their rooms, and subsequently, their roommates. I hope you're all not being inundated with too many new faces. I promise you you've met all the central characters already, at least as far as the students go. But being that, at any given moment, there are at least a hundred and fourteen characters floating around in my head, it's difficult for me to not use this as an outlet to give some of them a home.
The site's up to nine followers now, which is awesome, because that means that I have more followers than I have done strips. Let's keep this trend going! I hate promoting myself, but in order to make something of this, it's a necessary evil. So please share with your friends on Facebook, even if you are embarrassed by the content. If questioned, tell them you must have been hacked.
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P.S. Cripes, sorry about the funky text thing going on. I guess that's what you get when you cut-and-paste stuff here.