“Listen ! What you’re about to face is VASTLY more important than, your Ego, your Enemy, or your Quest for REVENGE. You have embarked on a Sacred Mission. You’ve been Chosen to defend the Realm of Earth – in a Tournament called Mortal Kombat.
…The Essence of Mortal Kombat is not about Death – but Life.
Mortal men and women Defending your own World ! One of YOU THREE will decide the outcome of the Tournament. The Fate of Billions will depend upon you ! Ha Ha Ha ! – Sorry.”
– Lord Raiden, God of Lightning, Protector of the Realm of Earth
I salute the return of Big Baby! And who is that guy with a book for a head in panel 2?!!! This is like the Star Wars cantina scene, and I couldn’t be more pleased 🙂
I also find Ingsvld to be a fascinating character – and one of the most mysterious. My thought go round and round. If I were there in Throne, I’d be asking them. “WHOM – or WHAT are you ? HOW did you and your peeps come into being… and WHY….? What’s it like being such as yourself ? And so on….! I already assume Xe always feels bookish.
Oh yeah – and are you at related to the Pyramid Headed Character seen in “The War of the Teacups” ?
Maybe they are Golem-like creatures? Dunno, if something like rocks could get some spark of life in them, why couldn’t a book or a body made of clay or wax?
A Tourney of Might with a reward beyond comprehension. I never have come upon a fantastical festivity of bloodshed in all the years of lonesome travel!
Monkey would have sorted all this out about two chapters ago. He fought another Heaven long ago, and he’s got that sea-dragon staff. And he can grow to the size of a kaiju among many other attributes. He’s immortal from better peaches than Om knew, and he can call upon a whole Monkey Army if need be. With Pigsy and Sandy at his side, with the Monk Tripitaka counseling restraint, the Great Sage Equal To Heaven would have seized Zoss’ throne some time ago, married Queen Om to Pigsy,(it doesn’t last; Pigsy’s kind of a diamond in the rough, if you see what I mean) and about now in the narrative he would be getting kind of bored. And Tripitaka would be reminding him that they can’t stay long – they still have those Scriptures to deliver.
There was one who came with the broken sun in her brow, and her blood was like molten gold. Once she stole the secret fire of Those Who Came Before from the Red Gods and coveted it, but it ruined her and made her ugly. She was a dirty god and she had a powerful enemy. She could not avail to touch him, so she crouched in his shadow while he became increasingly swollen with his own power and bloodthirst. Instead of growing, she diminished, and grew disheveled and her fire dimmed. But inside, her spark grew more powerful and fierce. She waited for the day her enemy became so tottering under his own monstrous power she could hack at it his ankles and fell him with a single blow.”
-Chronicle of the Fourth Conquest
Hrmm… Reckon that in a multiverse where physical armies are mostly packin’ hand-wielded weaponry, an “extremely masculine” army is a reasonable choice. Now, if ya got weapons that only require a trigger finger and some discipline to employ… Well, extreme masculinity would no longer be a requirement, I suppose.
Don’t really figure it’s a matter of sex / sexism either. “Extreme masculinity” is not limited to males, but is certainly more common in them.
Longer necks lead to richer and darker voices. The pitch stays the same, it is the overtones and formants that change. I learned this back in my theater days where I picked up several of my favorite masks.
A single drop of blood is one-sixtieth of a dram. The human body contains roughly one thousand, four hundred, and eight drams of blood. Therefore, eighty-four thousand, four hundred and eight worthy fighters could be granted their wish. That is, if they shared.
Pardon my heresy.
What, pray tell, does the title of preem mean? In my noble attic dwelling, the regal rats and I have no such formalities.
Sincerely,
An Ignorant (and Blasphemous) Fool
finally caught up with the story. now it’s time to whine at Abbadon to make more pages in a quicker manner! i love being a member of a webcomic’s audience
We are pleased to once again see good INSVLD well. This amalgamation of violent beings amuses us greatly.
They are getting the band back together !
top panel, sitting on the steps on the far right.
Is that Red Tusked Saar ?
where’s the cool cowboy looking person?
i hope they still live
Is the middle of Panel 3 not clearly visible to you, Preem Cotton?
“Listen ! What you’re about to face is VASTLY more important than, your Ego, your Enemy, or your Quest for REVENGE. You have embarked on a Sacred Mission. You’ve been Chosen to defend the Realm of Earth – in a Tournament called Mortal Kombat.
…The Essence of Mortal Kombat is not about Death – but Life.
Mortal men and women Defending your own World ! One of YOU THREE will decide the outcome of the Tournament. The Fate of Billions will depend upon you ! Ha Ha Ha ! – Sorry.”
– Lord Raiden, God of Lightning, Protector of the Realm of Earth
It took me all these years to notice Maya’s barrette is a broken key.
Being broken has never stopped her weapons from being effective.
I Like 2 Fight And Kill – But Where Is The Blood And Guts In This Page. I Liked The Pages Before Better Do That Again
Sand and blood make for heroes
Match with whisper, ring propose
and not the place a fighter throws
I feel like that last bit is a bit…self referencial.
Maybe just a touch.
(Come on, Maya! You’ll never storm heaven with that negative attitude.)
I salute the return of Big Baby! And who is that guy with a book for a head in panel 2?!!! This is like the Star Wars cantina scene, and I couldn’t be more pleased 🙂
Amoeboid Fist-Of-Goo – you have spotted Ingsvld !
I also find Ingsvld to be a fascinating character – and one of the most mysterious. My thought go round and round. If I were there in Throne, I’d be asking them. “WHOM – or WHAT are you ? HOW did you and your peeps come into being… and WHY….? What’s it like being such as yourself ? And so on….! I already assume Xe always feels bookish.
Oh yeah – and are you at related to the Pyramid Headed Character seen in “The War of the Teacups” ?
Maybe they are Golem-like creatures? Dunno, if something like rocks could get some spark of life in them, why couldn’t a book or a body made of clay or wax?
Wax lacks permanence
this is axiomatic
The book headed guys are a subrace of The Servants.
This I have read, that wisdom is care for afterwards.
Not so foolish, perhaps.
A Tourney of Might with a reward beyond comprehension. I never have come upon a fantastical festivity of bloodshed in all the years of lonesome travel!
Why would it be weird for Maya to be hundreds of years old? We’ve already seen other immortals before hand.
Is Maya’s companion/student Monkey?
Monkey would have sorted all this out about two chapters ago. He fought another Heaven long ago, and he’s got that sea-dragon staff. And he can grow to the size of a kaiju among many other attributes. He’s immortal from better peaches than Om knew, and he can call upon a whole Monkey Army if need be. With Pigsy and Sandy at his side, with the Monk Tripitaka counseling restraint, the Great Sage Equal To Heaven would have seized Zoss’ throne some time ago, married Queen Om to Pigsy,(it doesn’t last; Pigsy’s kind of a diamond in the rough, if you see what I mean) and about now in the narrative he would be getting kind of bored. And Tripitaka would be reminding him that they can’t stay long – they still have those Scriptures to deliver.
That idiot Monkey can’t even jump out of the palm of a man’s hand.
There was one who came with the broken sun in her brow, and her blood was like molten gold. Once she stole the secret fire of Those Who Came Before from the Red Gods and coveted it, but it ruined her and made her ugly. She was a dirty god and she had a powerful enemy. She could not avail to touch him, so she crouched in his shadow while he became increasingly swollen with his own power and bloodthirst. Instead of growing, she diminished, and grew disheveled and her fire dimmed. But inside, her spark grew more powerful and fierce. She waited for the day her enemy became so tottering under his own monstrous power she could hack at it his ankles and fell him with a single blow.”
-Chronicle of the Fourth Conquest
Layla Brimstone and Eris-lo Kai return! Yes!! Not to mention the Giant Golden Baby!
“A man who ascends to the top …”, not “Any who ascends to the top …”. I wonder ….
The Emperor is alllll about The Patriarchy.
Solomon’s decision to birth only sons and his extremely masculine army does suggest a certain level of sexism.
Hrmm… Reckon that in a multiverse where physical armies are mostly packin’ hand-wielded weaponry, an “extremely masculine” army is a reasonable choice. Now, if ya got weapons that only require a trigger finger and some discipline to employ… Well, extreme masculinity would no longer be a requirement, I suppose.
Don’t really figure it’s a matter of sex / sexism either. “Extreme masculinity” is not limited to males, but is certainly more common in them.
If you have a long neck you have a deep or high voice? 🤔
Longer necks lead to richer and darker voices. The pitch stays the same, it is the overtones and formants that change. I learned this back in my theater days where I picked up several of my favorite masks.
HELLO!
Fight him and take his key!!
(Also, I notice her hair tie thing is the same symbol as the one Allison has…)
A single drop of blood is one-sixtieth of a dram. The human body contains roughly one thousand, four hundred, and eight drams of blood. Therefore, eighty-four thousand, four hundred and eight worthy fighters could be granted their wish. That is, if they shared.
Hrmm… Before they could share any of it, they would have to draw it.
“Not a single one of us can defeat you… So we’ll have to gang up on you! Get him guys!” – Student of Ti-Kwan-Leep
Pardon my heresy.
What, pray tell, does the title of preem mean? In my noble attic dwelling, the regal rats and I have no such formalities.
Sincerely,
An Ignorant (and Blasphemous) Fool
It is my understanding that “Preem” and its variants are a shortening of “Supreme”, and are terms of respect.
Personally, I believe it is foolish to imprison one’s name within titles. Those who possess Royalty due not need to instruct others to respect them.
finally caught up with the story. now it’s time to whine at Abbadon to make more pages in a quicker manner! i love being a member of a webcomic’s audience
What a dumb broad…
… is that Chairman Netero in the foreground?