That’s because there was a mixup in Outfitting and he didn’t get issued his sandals. It’s no fun treading the jeweled thrones of the Earth under your bare feet.
Thank you, but I would not want a Gold Star merely for quoting from the works of the wonderful Terry Pratchett. Besides, Phil has explained before the how and why of the Gold Star – let’s not go Aurum Astrum Rabidus, mmkay?
“Conan – the musical” – Not sure if the link work though. If you havent checked it out (and other videos by the same author) do yourself a favor and check it out.
Between the times when the fires ate B’ial Vezk and the rise of servers of Arkerra, there was an age undreamed of. And unto this, Scipio, destined to sit upon the golden throne of badassery with a troubled butt. It is I, his chronicle, who alone can tell thee of his saga. Let me tell you of the days of high adventure…
As a man this really should not be the first thought that crosses my mind, but when I look at the two ladies at Scipio’s feet I can’t help but think “Is this actually all they do all day? Sooner or later that’s just going to get boring for EVERYBODY involved.”
Not to mention slightly uncomfortable, that’s not exactly a natural position. And those look like hard floors. Wait, crap, BOOBS!
He looks kind of bored/irritated in that last panel.
Like, “Man, I kick all that ass, and all I end up with is a golden throne and two fly bitches at my feet. How is this fair?”
That’s because there was a mixup in Outfitting and he didn’t get issued his sandals. It’s no fun treading the jeweled thrones of the Earth under your bare feet.
I see what ya did there.
The leg-warmers tend to cling.
That’s because he’s wearing Füt, fragrance for men.
The other fragrance by the same maker, Pit, was not nearly so popular.
His expression and classic hairstyle reminds me of the tradition of the Belmont clan.
His expression makes me think that throne is mainly made of cold metal and thus not very comfortable.
Even if it was made of gilded wood, it still would be a pain to sit on.
But no, there’s obviously a considerable time-jump between panels 4 & 5 (the hair is the clue). And, the change in his expression.
In P4, he’s a simple brawler (and probably poor), and happy as a pig in shit.
In P5, he’s livin’ large (Trump would be envious), but there’s a mountain of discontent behind that face.
(Fame isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be… and not all change is for the good.)
Nah… that’s a ‘What the fuck am I doing here?’ look on his face.
Clearly fame and riches didn’t bring him the joy he thought it would… and it shows.
WHAT IS BEST IN LIFE?
Servant: Sir is pleased to enjoy a light refreshment whilst hearing the lamentation of the women?
“Hot water. Good dentishtry. Shoft lavatory paper.”
I move that coldelectrons gets a gold star. Please?
Thank you, but I would not want a Gold Star merely for quoting from the works of the wonderful Terry Pratchett. Besides, Phil has explained before the how and why of the Gold Star – let’s not go Aurum Astrum Rabidus, mmkay?
quite the gravatar, coldelectrons. looks like Fr needs a coldshower.
I could have chosen her butt, but then I thought Fr’Nj should have more O-face-time.
*That* is a multiple-O face.
(And explains Frigg’s massive discontent… she’s on the outside, looking in and thinking… That should be *me* quivering on that bed.)
Came in here to ask this question, leaving satisfied. Next: the Riddle of Steel!!!!
Scipio the Barbarian!
Exactly my thought. Or Scipio the King.
Combining action with exposition…a ‘Wall of Sext’, if you will.
KROM, SHOW ME THE MEN WHO KILLED MY MOTHERRRRR…
TRUE I’VE NEVER PRAYED TO YOU BEFORE.
STILL, WHAT WOULD I GIVE IF YOU COULD HELP ME SEE THIS THROUGH.
AND IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN…
THEN I GUESS THAT’S OKAY TOO.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OBGOQ7SsJrw
“Conan – the musical” – Not sure if the link work though. If you havent checked it out (and other videos by the same author) do yourself a favor and check it out.
…but that’s another story.
Between the times when the fires ate B’ial Vezk and the rise of servers of Arkerra, there was an age undreamed of. And unto this, Scipio, destined to sit upon the golden throne of badassery with a troubled butt. It is I, his chronicle, who alone can tell thee of his saga. Let me tell you of the days of high adventure…
So he was the victor of Guild Ages’ Great Outdoor Fight?
No, he had a crowd-funding campaign to start a dot.com for his self-help program “How To Be Awesome Like Me, In Twenty-Three Easy Steps.”
[Panel 2]…can Scip make a woman orgasm merely by looking at her intently? I say we need a few more comics in this scene to be certain – for Science!
No one else is going to comment on how Scipio has a real smile on his face for the first time ever?
Panel 4, Scipio is on his way to being the victor of the 132nd Annual Full Contact “Got Your Nose!” Contest.
Free foot massages for life, I’m in.
That was back in the old days, where he showed facial expressions instead of just implying them with his eyes.
Glory to the Mullet, HAIL to the Mullet!
As a man this really should not be the first thought that crosses my mind, but when I look at the two ladies at Scipio’s feet I can’t help but think “Is this actually all they do all day? Sooner or later that’s just going to get boring for EVERYBODY involved.”
Not to mention slightly uncomfortable, that’s not exactly a natural position. And those look like hard floors. Wait, crap, BOOBS!
it’s official. short of punching a dragon-grizzly bear-shark hybrid to death with his bare hands, scip can’t get any more rugged. he is the ruggedest.
A bit more time playing Skyrim, and Scipio learned how to sit on a throne properly (which, incidentally also explains his current demeanour)
So, apparently, getting socked in the face gives you Best’s hairstyle.
That explains a lot.
Ah, sex, drugs and arena fighting.
Don’t retire, don’t let them promote you … never do anything that takes you out of that chair, Captain.
All that stuff happening, and I find the most interesting thing to be the black dude in torn cargo pants. Are those Bugle Boys he’s wearing?
Gotta love the expression of the face of the fruit carrier (Gnome? Human?) in the last panel. He DOES NOT like his job.
What’s wrong, Scipio?
ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED!?