I don’t get what the alt text is complaining about. The real problem here is the riddles. It’s like adding figs to a reese’s peanut butter cup. It looks like a regular reese’s, but you go to take a bite and you’re like “wait, what?”
Indeed, good intentions and actions lead to positive outcomes. It is the logical presumption. I don’t get what this sayer of sooth is soothsaying about.
“Ah, I have seen you coming as well, elf.
A standard antagonist, the heroes’ foil,
Gives a hard tug to fate’s twisted coil.
The tongue of a viper, poisonous and slick
your fate is to be the world’s biggest dick.”
Know this my friends, would you speak truth to them
That to scry the unseen, and the future to mend
The world likes it not, and it’s words are unsubtle
Be wary, o men, for there will be trouble
For some reason when I read this I was overcome by how hilarious it would be if this was the moment Byron finally berserked. Just jumped across the table and throttled the fortune teller.
If by sacrifice, you mean having to dart my eyes around an old naked man in order to see the thee naked female protagonists? Well, if I were a pervert, which I’m definitely not, I’d say yes. Sweet potatoes and gravy, YES.
Listening to the foreprophetelling, all I could think of was The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere.
Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.
B
to call your bluff, my chest i’ll puff,
and axes shall be drawn.
on your fortunes told, i’m far from sold,
and you’ll not live to see the dawn.
S
before you wane his lyrical,
consider the values satirical.
though prudent he’s not, our attention he got,
and of fortunetelling that’s quite empirical.
B
darstardly knave, today you are saved,
by a lady’s graceful tongue.
beware your predictions, else you’ll find in your fictions,
your future has come quite undone.
“Much has changed since you were here, my Friend.” …no…wait. It hasn’t because Blizzard has yet to get off their WoW milking Arse to FINNISH Diablo 3. What is it… 11 years now??
Dude, whatever. I don’t care how long it takes Blizzard to make their product. Whenever it’s ready, I’m going to love it intensely until they repeatedly cave into user demands and make the game not fun anymore.
what the saying should say:
“if you are physically BATHING in money, perhaps a little risk now and again might not hurt. you were revolutionary once, don’t be remembered for just being the best texture artists.”
I still think you’re asking dogs to be cats, here.
Blizzard has hit this miracle niche in the business where they only need to put out a new game like every five years and it prints money. They get to spend all their time in between raking it in while delivering the next big title, which will be a polished pearl of a product (until the playerbase ruins it).
I don’t see any flaws in this system. The games they deliver are so fundamentally solid that you can stand playing them for literally a decade until the next one comes.
I mean, shit, ask South Korea if Blizzard needs to get off their ass and make something new.
Either way, yes: They were revolutionary once. That’s how they got their foot in the door. Now they’re making oodles of cash and, since they’re a business, there’s pretty much no reason to change their modus operandi, man.
I mean, unless they wanted to stop making money. Which I’m pretty sure they don’t.
What are you talking about? Of course some of us are expecting something new from them! I’m hoping for an American Civil War FPS where the Confederates and the Union are suddenly forced to team together to fight Cthulhu for the fate of North America.
I can stand poetic magic. It’s not like you see much written. But speaking in rhyming couplets just gets old really, reallllly quick. Especially when it makes adds idiotic additions just for the sake of the rhyme.
*Rose-tinted lens* EX-FUCKIN’-ACTLY!!! Just what i think about them, two goody-goodies who can´t see over their own plate of silver justice and are on a high horse not even knowing it. Can´t wait till they grow up and get some reality sense. :D
Sry’nj in the 4th panel looks like she’s been smoking the best herbs she could find…
Duuuuude…. The colors! Everything’s… Alive!
Wwwwoooohhhh man, this is… the best trip….EVER!….
Wuzzat? Prophecy?…Yeah….i dig…
Loremaster Caine reference in panel 2! XD
I don’t get what the alt text is complaining about. The real problem here is the riddles. It’s like adding figs to a reese’s peanut butter cup. It looks like a regular reese’s, but you go to take a bite and you’re like “wait, what?”
Yeah, like negative consequences could ever arise from good intentions.
I hear there’s a certain road that’s paved with them.
Given how good those intentions are, it must be a road to a pretty sweet place.
This and your picture made me laugh. Indeed!
Indeed, good intentions and actions lead to positive outcomes. It is the logical presumption. I don’t get what this sayer of sooth is soothsaying about.
Make that a “sweat place”..
Yeah, I know that road. It leads to … er … a place that was once called “Tartarus”, if I remember correctly.
The Tardis? We’ll have a grand adventure!
“This ancient path
is cracked and paved
with the bones of those
who could not behave.”
-Elminster
The BEST fortune tellings are the ones that are so incomprehensible that they could mean absolutely anything.
This gyspy chick probably makes a mint from all the adventurers with ‘fates’ that come wandering through.
It’s a man, baby!
dude looks like a laaaday!
where’s payet?
Right, GA’s a great comic but I feel it lacks that special something that would make it the Best! :D
*Payet walks in*
“Ah, I have seen you coming as well, elf.
A standard antagonist, the heroes’ foil,
Gives a hard tug to fate’s twisted coil.
The tongue of a viper, poisonous and slick
your fate is to be the world’s biggest dick.”
Weren’t the spirits of the slaughter village saying “Harken”?
Pretty sure it was Harkonen, they blasted the village wall with atomics.
That’s why Byron’s on a Jihad, it was all explained in one of the earlier chapters iirc.
“Try looking into that place where you dare not look! You’ll find me there, staring out at you!”
You know, the soothsayer kinda looks like a Bene Gesserit…
Know this my friends, would you speak truth to them
That to scry the unseen, and the future to mend
The world likes it not, and it’s words are unsubtle
Be wary, o men, for there will be trouble
And make it double!
For some reason when I read this I was overcome by how hilarious it would be if this was the moment Byron finally berserked. Just jumped across the table and throttled the fortune teller.
If by “unshod” the soothsayer means naked, then yes, they should definitely not attempt to evade Fate.
it means not wearing shoes.
Well, if you’re completely naked, you’re definitely unshod.
That could lead to naked Gravedust. Are you willing to make that sacrifice for the sake of eye candy?
If by sacrifice, you mean bearded hotness, yes, yes I will
If by sacrifice, you mean having to dart my eyes around an old naked man in order to see the thee naked female protagonists? Well, if I were a pervert, which I’m definitely not, I’d say yes. Sweet potatoes and gravy, YES.
How about that? For some reason I always thought that unshod meant nude. Huh.
Oh, and if by bearded hotness, you mean “To each his or her own but I’m going to look over here now” then yes, I am also willing to go there.
Listening to the foreprophetelling, all I could think of was The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere.
Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.
and yet old paul only rode a few miles and then got arrested after he stopped for a beer.
but ‘the midnight ride of israel bissel’ isn’t as catchy and it’s much harder to rhyme.
And usually wanders into territory inappropriate for school rhymes.
At least there’s no freaking oracular shit here. Those guys are complete hacks.
Wow, Eddie Nygma has fallen on hard times.
and to avoid future woes,
lay your ralds at my toes.
The picture in the last panel and the final verse of the fortune/prophecy brings to mind of Moses and the burning bush…
Burning bush, eh? You pervert…
If you’re feeling un-soothed then perhaps it’d behoove
you to tip your dear guide, before I predict suicide.
B
to call your bluff, my chest i’ll puff,
and axes shall be drawn.
on your fortunes told, i’m far from sold,
and you’ll not live to see the dawn.
S
before you wane his lyrical,
consider the values satirical.
though prudent he’s not, our attention he got,
and of fortunetelling that’s quite empirical.
B
darstardly knave, today you are saved,
by a lady’s graceful tongue.
beware your predictions, else you’ll find in your fictions,
your future has come quite undone.
STAY A WHILE, AND LISTEN.
“Much has changed since you were here, my Friend.” …no…wait. It hasn’t because Blizzard has yet to get off their WoW milking Arse to FINNISH Diablo 3. What is it… 11 years now??
You say that like StarCraft II didn’t come out two months ago.
Yeah, but that took like, what, 14 years or something? That’s not EXACTLY a get of jail free card for that argument.
Dude, whatever. I don’t care how long it takes Blizzard to make their product. Whenever it’s ready, I’m going to love it intensely until they repeatedly cave into user demands and make the game not fun anymore.
Same idea, competing company, but I feel ya there, Phil.
R.I.P. Norrath. /sigh
Who?
Lol. Don’t worry Phil, it’s just some non-Blizzard thing. :P
The myspace to wow’s facebook
ennngh. i dunno, phil. sure, they have a lot of money, but are they really making anything new these days?
This is Blizzard. We don’t expect, or want, new properties from them. We just want the same game to be recreated every decade as technology advances.
I believe the saying goes… “if it aint broke, dont’ fix it.”
what the saying should say:
“if you are physically BATHING in money, perhaps a little risk now and again might not hurt. you were revolutionary once, don’t be remembered for just being the best texture artists.”
I still think you’re asking dogs to be cats, here.
Blizzard has hit this miracle niche in the business where they only need to put out a new game like every five years and it prints money. They get to spend all their time in between raking it in while delivering the next big title, which will be a polished pearl of a product (until the playerbase ruins it).
I don’t see any flaws in this system. The games they deliver are so fundamentally solid that you can stand playing them for literally a decade until the next one comes.
I mean, shit, ask South Korea if Blizzard needs to get off their ass and make something new.
Either way, yes: They were revolutionary once. That’s how they got their foot in the door. Now they’re making oodles of cash and, since they’re a business, there’s pretty much no reason to change their modus operandi, man.
I mean, unless they wanted to stop making money. Which I’m pretty sure they don’t.
What are you talking about? Of course some of us are expecting something new from them! I’m hoping for an American Civil War FPS where the Confederates and the Union are suddenly forced to team together to fight Cthulhu for the fate of North America.
I’m ok with Byron berserking now.
I hate rhyming fortunetellers >.<
Don’t you read your literature? All of the best magic comes from rhyming. Example- Etrigan.
I can stand poetic magic. It’s not like you see much written. But speaking in rhyming couplets just gets old really, reallllly quick. Especially when it makes adds idiotic additions just for the sake of the rhyme.
So . . . you’re saying less rhyme, more reason?
That would feel a more cognizant point if they sacrificed anything for the sake of rhyming in this case. It was damn well done.
I want a magic system based on limericks and haikus
Gone, gone the form of man, rise the demon Etrigan!
Really a cool character, very versatile. The original gansta rapper from Hell.
I guess this guy doesn’t get much business, because he has time to write long poems for everyone who comes in.
Or maybe they’re just that special.
Syr’Nj’s smile (panel 2): Still absurdly cute.
I wish I could settle why her ears vary so widely in their apparent size to me. :\
And, lest I forget: Coloring is STILL amazing. I take it for granted (oh! the woe of expertise!) but it’s STILL amazing. There are not words.
Pay no attention to the midget behind the curtain.
“And now, join me in a chant to summon the spirits who shall show us your future!
Purple haze, all in my brain…”
The light, though it cleanse (-es)…
Was not including something like the word “can” worth the misconjugation?
*Rose-tinted lens* EX-FUCKIN’-ACTLY!!! Just what i think about them, two goody-goodies who can´t see over their own plate of silver justice and are on a high horse not even knowing it. Can´t wait till they grow up and get some reality sense. :D