like i know the devils were gonna kill each other no matter what, and the cat conveniently escaped onto the ship.
but now the cat’s papa is (maybe) dead? and that’s going to make the cat sad! and the cat is going to meow and meow and cry and wonder when its papa is coming back but he’s not coming back kitten.
Ah, I see… For now we do Not know if the Holiest of Cats is dead or alive… Perhaps it is both… Perhaps the Cat Man’s name is Schrodinger, and Schrodinger’s Feline Companion is pulling a Schrodinger’s Cat of its own?
They say that guns are inferior to the Arts, that those who use weapons of gunpowder and wood and steel are weak, unskilled cowards who cherish not the glory of honourable combat and the power to bend reality. But I tell you now, my brothers, that there is a grave danger when mixing the two. Few, out of Pride, learn both the Arts of gunplay and lying to the Universe, but those who do, blend the very powers of Time itself. It takes the raw power of That Which Has Yet To Be and tempers it with the indomitable will and perfection of form mastered by That Which Always Was.
I tell you, that should these two Disciplines be married, war itself shall be forever changed, and shall never be able to be returned to the way it once was.
Hmmmm. Everybody got head-shots except the Cat Master. Perhaps there’s a little hope there. And the cat definitely turned tail in the second-to-last panel.
Also, why’s the assumptions about Winchesters and lever-guns? I see no underbarrel tubular magazine.
Some godly engraving, though.
I get the impression that Oskar is like Ron Post. When he needs a gun, he has one. It’s just an axiom of the cosmos.
I see our friend here has been taking fashion advice from a certain Saiyan prince…
“I’m afraid Mr. Kitty is quite disappointed in you and so…you must suffer.”
Yes, Charon; you have sown the wind…and now you shall reap the whirlwind.
I will be interested to see if the bullets have actually killed anyone, or if this is just Oscar’s polite way of convincing them to behave.
The cat is still ok, so no worries either way.
A lever action rifle with no visible magazine but an external hammer? Is it based on a Spencer Rifle by chance?
No magazine but 16 shots w/o reloading. Not a Spencer. Maybe not a rifle…
Oh come ye laddies
for fortune and fame
Ta the vaults of coinage
And riches to claim
Ignore the sounds
of shot and arrow
the jangle of coinage
will cover that shame
Do as thou wilt
and do as thou won’t
For the fortune is mine
and the fame is the same
oh abbadon how could you.
like i know the devils were gonna kill each other no matter what, and the cat conveniently escaped onto the ship.
but now the cat’s papa is (maybe) dead? and that’s going to make the cat sad! and the cat is going to meow and meow and cry and wonder when its papa is coming back but he’s not coming back kitten.
i don’t like it! ;n;
My face during this page:
D:
😀
🙂
D:
D:<
godDAMMIT OSCAR YOU BIG RED COCKNOSE
A Bad Man with Bad News.
/Critical Role Joke
Ah, I see… For now we do Not know if the Holiest of Cats is dead or alive… Perhaps it is both… Perhaps the Cat Man’s name is Schrodinger, and Schrodinger’s Feline Companion is pulling a Schrodinger’s Cat of its own?
One by one, we lined them up
Made them beg for each o’ their lives
Two by two, we shot them through
My eye is sharper than a knife
They say that guns are inferior to the Arts, that those who use weapons of gunpowder and wood and steel are weak, unskilled cowards who cherish not the glory of honourable combat and the power to bend reality. But I tell you now, my brothers, that there is a grave danger when mixing the two. Few, out of Pride, learn both the Arts of gunplay and lying to the Universe, but those who do, blend the very powers of Time itself. It takes the raw power of That Which Has Yet To Be and tempers it with the indomitable will and perfection of form mastered by That Which Always Was.
I tell you, that should these two Disciplines be married, war itself shall be forever changed, and shall never be able to be returned to the way it once was.
That reason alone is why gunwitches are so feared.
Dammit now I have two reasons to get that shirt.
I hope Catmaster and Charon survive (the first got shot in the arm, the second lost the tail, maybe he regrows it).
This is why Oscar is the boss. He is the most efficient and skilled backstabber
I warned you…
(╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
That wasn’t rock salt was it?
Wow. What a bad man.
Ian calls you away
from the window the read the news
Repeater, one two three
Pity. “I’ve got the Winchester, so I’ll keep the Pesos” just doesn’t have the same ring to it. [/obscure reference]
Hmmmm. Everybody got head-shots except the Cat Master. Perhaps there’s a little hope there. And the cat definitely turned tail in the second-to-last panel.
Also, why’s the assumptions about Winchesters and lever-guns? I see no underbarrel tubular magazine.
Some godly engraving, though.
I get the impression that Oskar is like Ron Post. When he needs a gun, he has one. It’s just an axiom of the cosmos.
Good job Vegeta
The dead ask for no pay
bang bang
my devil shot
me down
Any bets on the cat becoming a permanent cast member?