Can’t post images in wordpress comments. Only links. And without the telegram app, the stickers won’t do any good anyway, so there’s not much point in even putting a link to a screenshot.
I think Robert was referring to the knee in panel 4 of this strip. It appears that she’s crouching down on her right knee and left foot, and her left hand is resting on her left knee while her right hand sifts through the slime.
Yes, but never this thoroughly or literally. Hopefully, his jar doesn’t have any cracks and they at least sealed his ports before tossing him in there.
Oh, that is a good story! You’d think they were a perfectly normal family, except for all those little comments peppered all through there that make your mind reel, and you wonder just what in the world is going on.
And some tasty looking recipes as well (my family for generations has always used baking soda rather than baking powder in our sugar cookies, but apart from that, the recipe is the same).
Literally!
I’d like to spread word of a Skin Horse sticker set that I made:
https://t.me/addstickers/SkinHorse
It’s nowhere near finished, but I think this will do well for now. Hope you guys enjoy!
My computer wouldn’t let me into your page, and then wouldn’t let me out of the “404” page,
You may want to reconfigure that.
Maybe take a screenshot and post an image.
Can’t post images in wordpress comments. Only links. And without the telegram app, the stickers won’t do any good anyway, so there’s not much point in even putting a link to a screenshot.
Well, Virginia did do pretty well in the sewers in Colma. So I guess she really is good at going through crap.
Looks like she’s still wearing that non-open-back hospital gown, too. Extra points.
Nah. She changed into what appears to be a scrub shirt. Looks the same as the gown from the front, but not from the back.
Doesn’t seem to have pants on, either.
Can’t tell once she had changed. You only see her above the waist.
She’s showing a knee.
That’s before she changed.
I think Robert was referring to the knee in panel 4 of this strip. It appears that she’s crouching down on her right knee and left foot, and her left hand is resting on her left knee while her right hand sifts through the slime.
Unity has learned respect for her mom! That’s… sweet
Literally walking in her shoes, and the entire rest of her, helped
Nick always did have his mind in the sewers.
Yes, but never this thoroughly or literally. Hopefully, his jar doesn’t have any cracks and they at least sealed his ports before tossing him in there.
I know for a fact that unity cannot say “tenderized” without a bit of saliva forming on the corners of her mouth.
Nick’s brain isn’t a goldfish, Dr. Lee! They didn’t flush him down the toilet!
Considering all the stuff we’ve seen Anasigma do, their industrial waste is probably High-voltage laser-emitting biohazards that coat the floor and make it slippery
…and “Treatment” probably doesn’t involve de-hazarding
OH… we sing the song of the sewers, to the sewers we sing this song. Together we stand, our shovels in hand…. to keep thing moving along.
“Sideways, through the sewers of the Strand…”
I’m hoping it’s just the shea butter.
You don’t have to wear a tie or coat. You just have to know how to float.
That “crap” is suspiciously red-tinted… I think it might be some sort of organ slurry.
As nobody seems to have mentioned it yet, Shaenon’s latest story dropped today on LightSpeed Magazine: ‘Grandma Novak’s Famous Nut Roll’
http://www.lightspeedmagazine.com/fiction/grandma-novaks-famous-nut-roll/
It is an excellently dark and weird story, and there’s an author spotlight too!
Oh, that is a good story! You’d think they were a perfectly normal family, except for all those little comments peppered all through there that make your mind reel, and you wonder just what in the world is going on.
And some tasty looking recipes as well (my family for generations has always used baking soda rather than baking powder in our sugar cookies, but apart from that, the recipe is the same).
Thanks for posting the link!
In the interview, Shaenon says these really are her family recipes from her grandmother, except for those *little touches.*
It was only on the second reading that I caught the ambiguity of the final recipe instruction: “Split in two.”
That’s a bit too red to be _just_ crap. A mixture of human excrement and blood tracks with what we know of Anasigma, though.
Well, that is where an unwanted brain would go.
But you’d think they’d give him a proper burial or something.
Then again, I just remembered what became of his original body.