I might boast that, during all this scene of horror, not a sigh, or expression of fear, escaped me, had not my support been grounded in that miserable, though mighty, consolation, that all mankind were involved in the same calamity, and that I was perishing with the world itself.

— Pliny the Younger
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This was a fun page. I’ve been studying panel design by reading Marvel comics, and learning swirly psychedelics by emulating Alex Niño’s art in God the Dyslexic Dog. 🙂

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Attackers: Go! Go! Ice down that crash foam!
Jacob: Wha?
Attackers: Hi. Get the case! Don't kill him yet!
Jacob: Yet? YET?
Attackers: Got it, it's plugged! All right, get in the truck, let's go!
Jacob: You stupid bastards, you have no idea -- (coughing) ...son of a...
Girri: Cripes, Jacob. Do you even have a driver's license?
Jacob: This was not my fault.

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  1. Ryk E. Spoor says:

    I love that last line. The ultimate judge of humanity being totally pwned and saying “This was NOT my fault!”