I dunno, if they’re all Level 10 Commoners with Chicken Infested and Eldritch Heritage, those two might lose. Only if the commoners had spell component pouches though.
And let’s not forget, it’s customary to give aspiring public speakers a swift punch to the jaw, before they get going too far. I mean, if we didn’t do that, then just about everyone would be public speaking. That’d be way too many monologues for anyone; it’s necessary to cull(t) the best speakers from the worst.
Of course these people have turned to dark powers. I mean look, no women. All work and no play makes Jack w̜͡ǵ̹̞a̛̰͔̮̭h̰̫͖̻’̹̞̭̯͞n̫̠̙͖͕͓a̦̗̱̙̮͍͢g̴̹l̴̬̭͙ͅ ̼̼̜̗̬͟f̜̰h̲́t͞a͏g̭̺̝̥n̝̥̺͚̦̘̪.
Great, so she just KOed the guy who was willingly giving them information. Next they’ll be in a fight for their lives with no idea what these guys are up to. 30 seconds more and he would have given them all the details of the master plan, probably revealing the location of everyone’s favorite axe-wielding madman…
Except it want anything new, that hasn’t be monologued by theses boobs before. With 30 more seconds he would have just gone on about the inevitability of embracing the death they are brining.
I’m guessing the pugilist is the new character for the same player that lost Rachel. Same class, new skin, and significantly lower level than the previous incarnation.
Oh, c’mon, he oviously meant: “…dpool as your favorite character in all things(excluding that last bit of X-men Origins: Wolverine, which was totally not true to character).”
No, but seriously (for a certain, incorrect, value of “seriously”), the answer is right there in the next panel; their deity is called “Deathuughuuh”. You can add any number of h’s at the end, but unless you’ve got a naturally deep voice, multiple sets of vocal cords and a serious case of laryngitis, they’re all silent.
Not sure that was a wise move, since there was a whole mob of guys grinning as the one dude made his speech. 0.0
They don’t seem to be grinning now.
Easy XP. When you can defeat them with a punch, you know your at least 10 levels above them.
I dunno, if they’re all Level 10 Commoners with Chicken Infested and Eldritch Heritage, those two might lose. Only if the commoners had spell component pouches though.
Paizo is a hell of a drug.
Some people just aren’t cult out for public speaking.
It’s a diffi-cult field, lacking the visceral attractions of sects and violence to draw in the easy crowds.
Why cult-n’t she let him finish his speech?
We have standards: Only villains or super villains may monologue. Not some cult-rate wannabe.
Seriously! These wannabes need to cult-ivate their public speaking skills before they board their soapboxes!
And let’s not forget, it’s customary to give aspiring public speakers a swift punch to the jaw, before they get going too far. I mean, if we didn’t do that, then just about everyone would be public speaking. That’d be way too many monologues for anyone; it’s necessary to cull(t) the best speakers from the worst.
Our heroes are all about cult’ural exchange. They enthusiastically embrace other cult’ures (with their fists).
I cul’t tolerate much more of this.
I know right? Don’t you just want to put all these compulsive punners in a cult-a-pult at times and send them flying?
Punning is a cult of many cholers.
Heh, “Cult-a-pult” we’ve got a winner!
Gotta write that one down!
Perhaps you should speak with the fa-cult-y.
Maybe you should move someplace where you won’t encounter any puns – like a little cult-de-sac in Cultcutta.
I, for one, am enjoying all this sects and violence.
Of course these people have turned to dark powers. I mean look, no women. All work and no play makes Jack w̜͡ǵ̹̞a̛̰͔̮̭h̰̫͖̻’̹̞̭̯͞n̫̠̙͖͕͓a̦̗̱̙̮͍͢g̴̹l̴̬̭͙ͅ ̼̼̜̗̬͟f̜̰h̲́t͞a͏g̭̺̝̥n̝̥̺͚̦̘̪.
For some reason, I have a sudden craving for calamari.
As long as they aren’t f̜̰h̲́t͞a͏g̭̺̝̥n̝̥̺͚̦̘̪ing their w̜͡ǵ̹̞a̛̰͔̮̭h̰̫͖̻’̹̞̭̯͞n̫̠̙͖͕͓a̦̗̱̙̮͍͢g̴̹l̴̬̭͙ͅs too much. They could go blind.
Or get scales on their palms.
Great, so she just KOed the guy who was willingly giving them information. Next they’ll be in a fight for their lives with no idea what these guys are up to. 30 seconds more and he would have given them all the details of the master plan, probably revealing the location of everyone’s favorite axe-wielding madman…
Except it want anything new, that hasn’t be monologued by theses boobs before. With 30 more seconds he would have just gone on about the inevitability of embracing the death they are brining.
I tend to marinate death, not brine it. Little bit less tender yeah, but really flavorful.
I like to marinade death with soy sauce, lemon juice, olive oil and a dash of worstershire sauce (with some garlic if I’m feeling sassy).
No alt-text, or is it just me?
It is just you the alt text is “Let’s just not.”.
No; that’s the alt-text for me, too.
Holy sh*t! I can’t even begin to count the number of times I’ve wanted to punch preachy zealots like that.
irony being you’ve avatar for that comment.
Heh. Indeed.
PUNCH US IF YOU DARE
Is this like the mirror scene from Taxi Driver?
Ok. “Pop!”
And because my icon, I will punch myself. “Pop!” Ow.
No irony. I’ve always got the feeling Brother Tom would love to punch the crap out of his followers.
I mean, if you’re into that…
Sadomasochism for the win…At least he’s practicing in a way so that no one *else* gets hurt.
Huh. I wonder if we’ll see more of Troy.
That was the most satisfying punch I ever had the pleasure to see in a comic.
Aw man, you got me monologuing!
The Monologuing Syndrome…The disease that crosses all boundaries of comic genre.
Emerl’s surprisingly blase for being surrounded by a whole bunch of freakin’ cultists.
Eh. He’s had worse.
The attitude of this audience is no different now than when Emerl performs as a street magician.
I’m guessing the pugilist is the new character for the same player that lost Rachel. Same class, new skin, and significantly lower level than the previous incarnation.
No, she’s a character made up by someone on kickstarter, and she’s been in the comic before, while Rachel was still alive.
“Oh no! She punched him out cold! What if he doesn’t wake up in time for his death?”
Sorry, I forgot:
Ia! Ia! Deathuughuuh fhtagn!
“EMBRACE DEA…?”
…r lord our savior Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints?
…l or no Deal as your game show of choice?
…, the Drug Enforcement Agency?
Man, the war on drugs is getting really ideological…
Oh, c’mon, he oviously meant: “…dpool as your favorite character in all things(excluding that last bit of X-men Origins: Wolverine, which was totally not true to character).”
…n Martin.
No, but seriously (for a certain, incorrect, value of “seriously”), the answer is right there in the next panel; their deity is called “Deathuughuuh”. You can add any number of h’s at the end, but unless you’ve got a naturally deep voice, multiple sets of vocal cords and a serious case of laryngitis, they’re all silent.
Some speakers are so bad, you’d wish they would compose an entire speech of silent letters…Your average politician, for example.