Oh I see, they can just get reinforcements. Also realistically snakes kill their food first, otherwise in the rats case they’ll chew straight thru the snake flesh before they’re even swallowed.
Jeff wanted me to draw the snake correctly constricting Valiant, but I’m not going to sleep on an opportunity to draw somebody getting straight-up swallowed like it’s a Muppet sketch.
If Artie morphs to human, does the impact of the beer reduce to the impact that amount would have on his human body mass??? Might be a good way to beat drunkenness.
A plausible solution, yes. But even if it would work, in the present instance I can think of three objections:
1. He might not be sober enough to think of that solution.
2. Space is limited in a sewer, and if he isn’t properly crouched when he transforms the result could be painful for him and for the rats he accidentally crushes.
3. He’s been mortified enough in this storyline already without suddenly appearing in his human form–specifically, the human form that isn’t wearing clothes and probably hasn’t brought any to change into–in front of Sergio. (And even if this Sergio has seen Alt!Artie in an unclothed human state before, this Artie hasn’t been exposed to Sergio in that manner before.)
Well there’s two solutions about it: when he transforms, the contents of his stomach scale in size with him, or, when he transforms, that food energy gets burned to fuel the transformation… which would mean he will feel weaker/hungrier when turning from gerbil to human, than when he turns from human to gerbil
I have the sense that a decent chunk of opera characters actually die pretty boringly, sometimes even off stage – but then the main characters who witnessed it / heard the news then sing about for five minutes.
No, no. They often carry on for quite some time ahead of the fatal wound, sometimes self-inflicted, but in Rigoletto, the lead soprano sings a lengthy duet with her father after receiving her fatal wounds, and in La Traviata Mimi sings for quite a while though she was suffocating in late stage tuberculosis. Unless, of course, you meant that operatic singing is boring. 😉
Oh I see, they can just get reinforcements. Also realistically snakes kill their food first, otherwise in the rats case they’ll chew straight thru the snake flesh before they’re even swallowed.
Snakes also, usually swallow their prey head first.
Usually but not always. My family had a Western Hognose for a pet, and on at least one occasion it ate a mouse tail first.
If you’re looking for realism, boy have you come to the wrong comic.
These may be clues that this isn’t a real snake, or they may just be artistic licence.
Jeff wanted me to draw the snake correctly constricting Valiant, but I’m not going to sleep on an opportunity to draw somebody getting straight-up swallowed like it’s a Muppet sketch.
A wise choice.
And the right day to try fruit-rind beer would be when exactly?
The week he quits sniffing glue.
Oh, good. I wasn’t the only one who thought of that.
I had the same thought.
Well, I’m moved.
Hey Frank, didjou read my response about the Looney Tunes franchise?
Alfa/Echo have all the basics covered: Who, What, When, Where, Why and How.
Must be all that experience writing after-action reports.
Plus a trigger warning! Pretty sure Echo Bravo composed this prose poem. So he’s tough AND sensitive. No wonder he’s romantic lead.
Right.
Alfa and Echo certainly no a bard material, despite being comedic punchline.
He also picked the wrong day to quit sniffing glue and smoking, just like in “Airplane!”
No, no, you’re not supposed to tell us where pop cultural references are from, we’re supposed to know already and feel smart when we do.
This comment could also have been tacked onto Woozy’s, and been noticed earlier.
Note to self: When typing at 0625 local, remember to have coffee first.
…you picked the wrong day not to drink coffee.
…which, let’s face it, is pretty much every day for me.
If Artie morphs to human, does the impact of the beer reduce to the impact that amount would have on his human body mass??? Might be a good way to beat drunkenness.
A plausible solution, yes. But even if it would work, in the present instance I can think of three objections:
1. He might not be sober enough to think of that solution.
2. Space is limited in a sewer, and if he isn’t properly crouched when he transforms the result could be painful for him and for the rats he accidentally crushes.
3. He’s been mortified enough in this storyline already without suddenly appearing in his human form–specifically, the human form that isn’t wearing clothes and probably hasn’t brought any to change into–in front of Sergio. (And even if this Sergio has seen Alt!Artie in an unclothed human state before, this Artie hasn’t been exposed to Sergio in that manner before.)
He could always call Helen and ask her to send him the sober ray.
Well there’s two solutions about it: when he transforms, the contents of his stomach scale in size with him, or, when he transforms, that food energy gets burned to fuel the transformation… which would mean he will feel weaker/hungrier when turning from gerbil to human, than when he turns from human to gerbil
This entire episode has been full of truly notable levels of bad judgement even for Skin Horse characters.
Could you be more specific please?
I haven’t seen anything violating the dictum “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” 😉
Why do I suspect that by the time reinforcements arrive, Valiant will still be composing his own dying sonnet to an increasingly bored snake?
He’s an operatic character, so his death will be operatic.
I have the sense that a decent chunk of opera characters actually die pretty boringly, sometimes even off stage – but then the main characters who witnessed it / heard the news then sing about for five minutes.
No, no. They often carry on for quite some time ahead of the fatal wound, sometimes self-inflicted, but in Rigoletto, the lead soprano sings a lengthy duet with her father after receiving her fatal wounds, and in La Traviata Mimi sings for quite a while though she was suffocating in late stage tuberculosis. Unless, of course, you meant that operatic singing is boring. 😉
There’s never a silverfish around when you need one…