Yet excellently wrought nonetheless and perfectly in keeping with Valdrax avatar; it absolutely sounds like something Frig would say.
“Grief-penis”, heh, classy.
I get the joke, but I wonder if the writer’s regret the yardstick-swords. It wasn’t particularly funny to begin with, and sometimes a lame joke sticks around far longer than you expect it to.
It’s to so we could tell she was one of ‘those’ nuns before she said anything. It also shows whats left of the order has changed after Frigg and crew burned their club house down.
Anyway, it’s a quirky weapon that identifies her. Even if at some point is ceases to be funny, it doesn’t detract from the story, so why bother to change it?
Weaponized rulers are a bit too far on the silly scale for me to take this character seriously, yet here she is having a serious conversation. The dissonance is detracting from my story experience, anyway.
Would be cool if the rulers had a special button that unsheathes the blade (which would normally be retracted) so they can be used as a traditional disciplinary tool during peace or as a weapon when need be. Plus it would have that cool switch-blade effect.
The Bulgarian Secret Service weaponized an umbrella, and it was anything but silly. They used it to shoot a tiny, ricin filled pellet into the leg of Bulgarian dissident writer Georgi Markov, on a London street. He died four days later.
The weaponized yardstick is probably a lot more believable for old people, like me. We remember when getting spanked with a yardstick wasn’t child abuse.
Once, when my Mom was spanking me with one, it broke into 3 pieces. I remember laughing and crying at the same time.
Wow, I just (over)interpreted some Alien-esque sexual imagery from that. Apologies in advance because it’s probably not what you meant, but Harki penetrated Byron and Byron penetrated Harki in return. ::shudder::
To my shame, I confess my brain went there too. They shared a wood shaft.
In my defense, my brain went there after I wrote it. This was not premeditated smut.
Neither. It looks like the heart has the hands reaching out from it. If they were wings, the heart’d be upside down and the odd gap in the feathers would mean that it couldn’t fly.
The Heretic and Blasphemer can offer no excuse for their crimes. Those who are pardoned merely live to further shroud Humanity from the Light of the Emperor with the Darkness of their souls
…Well, now we know where the ‘Deserthammer’ part of his name comes from. Punching someone so hard that they can’t eat for a full day after? Damn. Though I do like the fact that the authors realize that, well. Archers aren’t just sissies if you take their bows away. Bows have a surprising amount of draw weight to them. If you’ve ever practiced archery, you know what I’m talking about.
This explains why she fangasm’d over Frigg so strongly, though, if she’s following her example.
I saw their exchange like this:
*Rachel activates Pious Defense*
“You were in Bloodshot Eye PVP?”
“Um yeah, other side lol.”
“Nice crit you got.”
“You had crazy unarmed.”
*Gravedust Deserthammer has sent a friend invite.*
*Rachel has accepted.*
I used to be a competitive archer when I was in high school. The recurve I shot had a draw weight of 55lbs. To get an idea what that’s like bend at the waist and grab a full bag of concrete one-handed, pull your arm back to lift the bag and hold it in the air for 10 seconds without support. You get a handle, but it’s a 1/4″ piece of string and you have to hook it around your first two fingers.
I’m reminded of the SCA guy: “Kids, if you think you’re ready to be a knight, try this: Take a pair of phone books, one in each hand. Now clap them together for five minutes without stopping.”
but while you do that put on all your heavy winter coats!
and fill your pockets with change!
…and drink lotsa Gatorade so ur mom wont sue me for giving you heat stroke…
Hey, it’s just more incentive to not get hit. Also I don’t think they’re for training so much as slouching about while you get paid for slaying things when really the robots are slaying things and you’re just slouching about.
You have reached the final portion of your training, Rachel. No longer is it enough that you simply read the flow of battle and follow its demands. And no more can you treat your blade as a mere weapon in your grasp.
From now on in battle, you must become the ruler.
It’s highly probable. Even if Phil and T have never read Chaucer, “The Canterbury Tales” has had such an enormous influence on subsequent English literature that it’s almost impossible not to appropriate it in any kind of medieval-esque setting.
I wanted to make a joke about the typo and link to an actual “hart symbol” somewhere in the comic – a frieze or tapestry with a deer on it – but in the entire comic there are just two deer/stag animals, and both are the actual animal.
Weirdly, one of them is on Best’s first page. The other is in the guild’s hall of heads, right next to Das UberMoose.
I’m officially putting in my request, John. Background tapestry, for good or evil people, with a hart!
how is a minor cut and near organ failure the same?
Gravedust is a PC.
I dunno. That looks like a fairly deep cut in a particularly important organ for an archer like Gravy.
Yeah, disabled arm versus disabled stomach – for combat specialists it’s basically equal.
It’s just a difference of magnitude. No one cares about that, right?
Meh, I think “near organ failure” is a bit of hyperbole.
Anyway, it’s more of a “I hit you, you hit me, we’re even” sort of thing than a “whose grief-penis is bigger” sort of thing.
“Grief-penis” conjures disturbing imagery.
Yet excellently wrought nonetheless and perfectly in keeping with Valdrax avatar; it absolutely sounds like something Frig would say.
“Grief-penis”, heh, classy.
Would “phallus of sorrow” be more appropriate?
Misery cock.
miser-ection?
Misdirection.
Missed erection.
Though, that might be more penis-grief than grief-penis.
Hmmm..think Gravedust made a friend. Least she left a mark on him their first encounter
I get the joke, but I wonder if the writer’s regret the yardstick-swords. It wasn’t particularly funny to begin with, and sometimes a lame joke sticks around far longer than you expect it to.
It’s to so we could tell she was one of ‘those’ nuns before she said anything. It also shows whats left of the order has changed after Frigg and crew burned their club house down.
Anyway, it’s a quirky weapon that identifies her. Even if at some point is ceases to be funny, it doesn’t detract from the story, so why bother to change it?
Weaponized rulers are a bit too far on the silly scale for me to take this character seriously, yet here she is having a serious conversation. The dissonance is detracting from my story experience, anyway.
Best’s axe was an electric guitar.
Would be cool if the rulers had a special button that unsheathes the blade (which would normally be retracted) so they can be used as a traditional disciplinary tool during peace or as a weapon when need be. Plus it would have that cool switch-blade effect.
I’ve been saying “cool” too much, that’s not cool.
You’ve been saying many things too much. “Cool” isn’t even in the top 20.
Byron has axes on his *shoulders.*
Run with the rule of cool, man.
Reality is a ruler of thumb around here. Nun of this is to be taken seriously
Indeed. Taking this seriously would be a Grave mistake, and there might be a Dust-up.
in japan, they weaponize umbrellas. An edged ruler isn’t nearly as silly.
We do that here in America, too. Penguin, anyone?
And heaven help you if you even think about tangling with Mary Poppins.
Genis proved to us years ago that the ultimate weapon is in fact the handpainted wooden ball in a cup.
*Bop* INDIGNATION!!!
The Bulgarian Secret Service weaponized an umbrella, and it was anything but silly. They used it to shoot a tiny, ricin filled pellet into the leg of Bulgarian dissident writer Georgi Markov, on a London street. He died four days later.
The weaponized yardstick is probably a lot more believable for old people, like me. We remember when getting spanked with a yardstick wasn’t child abuse.
Once, when my Mom was spanking me with one, it broke into 3 pieces. I remember laughing and crying at the same time.
I actually love the ruler swords.
i second that! i mean it was funny at first, then it wasn’t. but i still smirk every time i see one.
They are necessary to meter out justice. (Inchustice will not be tolerated.)
Cool backstory sis
Love the ruler-swords.
I was about to say the same thing. The Ruler-swords are awesome.
Indeed. They rule with such power one might say that no other weapon can measure up!
Now, now, nun of that!
Sorry, bad habit. *rimshot*
Terrible nun-puns are becoming too conventional around here.
Any more of this and they’ll reach the same echelons as the whole ask-to-axe fiasco.
So a cut on the arm is equivalent to punching someone in the stomach hard enough to screw up their innards.
Wonder what the equivalent of cutting off a finger is.
Keep in mind she was probably trying to chop that arm off completely. Also, she’s giving ‘Dust props for being the tougher fighter in the brawl.
Or two fingers and an ear…
Oh, they’re totally square for that. Harki got prevenge for those extremities with a good chest-impale.
…at which point Byron and Harki had the ultimate male bonding experience.
Wow, I just (over)interpreted some Alien-esque sexual imagery from that. Apologies in advance because it’s probably not what you meant, but Harki penetrated Byron and Byron penetrated Harki in return. ::shudder::
To my shame, I confess my brain went there too. They shared a wood shaft.
In my defense, my brain went there after I wrote it. This was not premeditated smut.
You have an auto-smut function? Awesome!
Is there anyone who doesn’t?
pfft! yes. i find those people to be strange and indecent…
Oi.
I resemble that remark.
So, I wonder if she has heard the same voice Frigg has?
The insignia on her sleeve, is it a heart supported by cupped hands or being uplifted on wings?
Because I can see both, and both make sense.
Or it could be, and this is a long shot, a heart sprouting two upside-down alligators.
It’s actually just a stylized moose.
But, I mean, those were some good guesses.
Neither. It looks like the heart has the hands reaching out from it. If they were wings, the heart’d be upside down and the odd gap in the feathers would mean that it couldn’t fly.
Almost reminds me of the Claddagh, but the hands turned outward instead of holding.
I’m liking the Sisters of Battle-esque semi ecclesiastical phrases she shouts while fighting
The Heretic and Blasphemer can offer no excuse for their crimes. Those who are pardoned merely live to further shroud Humanity from the Light of the Emperor with the Darkness of their souls
I look at your icon and I can’t help but think…
“Heeeeere’s Johnny!”
…Well, now we know where the ‘Deserthammer’ part of his name comes from. Punching someone so hard that they can’t eat for a full day after? Damn. Though I do like the fact that the authors realize that, well. Archers aren’t just sissies if you take their bows away. Bows have a surprising amount of draw weight to them. If you’ve ever practiced archery, you know what I’m talking about.
This explains why she fangasm’d over Frigg so strongly, though, if she’s following her example.
I saw their exchange like this:
*Rachel activates Pious Defense*
“You were in Bloodshot Eye PVP?”
“Um yeah, other side lol.”
“Nice crit you got.”
“You had crazy unarmed.”
*Gravedust Deserthammer has sent a friend invite.*
*Rachel has accepted.*
Gee, I’m sorry. ;)
I used to be a competitive archer when I was in high school. The recurve I shot had a draw weight of 55lbs. To get an idea what that’s like bend at the waist and grab a full bag of concrete one-handed, pull your arm back to lift the bag and hold it in the air for 10 seconds without support. You get a handle, but it’s a 1/4″ piece of string and you have to hook it around your first two fingers.
I’m reminded of the SCA guy: “Kids, if you think you’re ready to be a knight, try this: Take a pair of phone books, one in each hand. Now clap them together for five minutes without stopping.”
but while you do that put on all your heavy winter coats!
and fill your pockets with change!
…and drink lotsa Gatorade so ur mom wont sue me for giving you heat stroke…
If you’re not using modern boxs it’s even worse. Some longbows had 120lb draw weights.
yep. long-range armor-piercing sniper rifles… medieval style!
um. ever seen a normal person take a hit from an MMA fighter?
they puke almost instantly and cant eat for a while as well.
I’m glad the robo-soldiers have automatic “relevant dialogue” sensors. If they didn’t, the next panel would be Rachel getting her arm chopped off.
haha there’s probably a gnome controlling them in there! ;p
Or the Bots are still attacking her and she’s just too bad ass to let that interrupt the conversation.
Gravey likes ’em humble :)
“Would you like to see my collection of holy writs?”
I’m very bothered that their training uses sharps instead of wood. Sorry, just can’t get past that.
Hey, it’s just more incentive to not get hit. Also I don’t think they’re for training so much as slouching about while you get paid for slaying things when really the robots are slaying things and you’re just slouching about.
You have reached the final portion of your training, Rachel. No longer is it enough that you simply read the flow of battle and follow its demands. And no more can you treat your blade as a mere weapon in your grasp.
From now on in battle, you must become the ruler.
pun… senses… tingling…
Suddenly theocracy.
This may be a bit of a silly question but is Rachel by any chance (ever so slightly) based on the Prioress from “The Canterbury Tales”?
If you don’t know what I’m talking about just ignore me.
It’s highly probable. Even if Phil and T have never read Chaucer, “The Canterbury Tales” has had such an enormous influence on subsequent English literature that it’s almost impossible not to appropriate it in any kind of medieval-esque setting.
For those of use who keep asking about that hart symbol on the new Nun, remember what ‘Dust said about Frigg way back when;
http://guildedage.net/webcomic/chapter-7/chapter-7-page-2/
So wait, it has something to do with a drinking contest?
Nice eyes. There is actually a lot of similarity there.
I wanted to make a joke about the typo and link to an actual “hart symbol” somewhere in the comic – a frieze or tapestry with a deer on it – but in the entire comic there are just two deer/stag animals, and both are the actual animal.
Weirdly, one of them is on Best’s first page. The other is in the guild’s hall of heads, right next to Das UberMoose.
I’m officially putting in my request, John. Background tapestry, for good or evil people, with a hart!
Get yo game on, Gravedust.
Once you gather your harem of ladies, you can ascend to your true form: Pimpdust.
Henceforth, where lesser men might call him Tombdirt, I shall reference Pimpdust Hohammer.
Let’s not be so uncouth – Pimpdust Ladyhammer.
The Ladyhammer is his penis.
Gives new meaning to “laying the hammer down.”
He makes everyone a hero in their own way.
Yes, let us not be uncouth when discussing pimps, the classiest and most considerate of all folk.
but its PIMPDUST were talkin about…
and its HAMMERTIME!
Equal distribution of damage… Damage Socialism will be the death of us all!
I can’t help but compare these “toys” the adventurers are training with, to the Goblin War Machines that are decimating armies.
Whadda you know… some people DO learn by their mistakes :-)