Seeker of Thrones 8-91
Chapter: 8
“IA! IA! Behold the dragon!
His claws are the scything blade and all is chaff!”
– Lament of the Priests of the Count
Kill Six Billion Demons
BREAKER OF INFINITIES
“IA! IA! Behold the dragon!
His claws are the scything blade and all is chaff!”
– Lament of the Priests of the Count
Cat master to the rescue!
Though, if we lose a cat, I’ll be upset. More upset than when we lost the acrobat, at least.
How many cats do you think he has in his coat?
How many hands does Cio have in hers?
Enough.
None. Cats spontaneously come into existence when he reaches in to grab them. He has both no cats and infinite cats.
Schrodinger’s coat!
Demon’s name is now Schrodinger until someone proves otherwise.
…And they are all named ‘Schroedinger.’
IA! IA! F’TGN!
We are a wave, tossed in the ocean.
We are a flower, quickly fading.
All we are is dust in the wind!
All is Dust
All is Dust
All is Dust
All is Dust
All is Dust
#Magnusdidnothingwrong
Magnus did nothing wrong.
Oh good. About time they put someone competent in front.
This post is sublime. It is complete in the way the wheel is complete, beautiful in the way that life is beautiful. 9.5/10
You clearly have not experienced much of life if you still rate it so highly. Having had far too much of it recently, I have made it my sole mission to remove as much as possible.
(In case you’re wondering, I give life a 0.5/10 — the 0.5 is for Pree Jurin’s tea shop in the Holy City of Al’takari. The chai there is simply sublime.)
THANK GOD.
Haha! Indeed.
What’s going on with her pinky finger in panel 5?
That is her left hand, not her right. The pinky’s folded in front of the other fingers and blocked out by perspective. Please believe me when I say I don’t intend this to be sarcastic: it’s easy to forget sometimes that fingers bend.
Okay, it is the left.
I had misinterpreted the lines on the back as the sort of creases that appear on the palm of a glove.
Has she always been left handed, or is this a mark of Power-Alice?
On a two hander your dominant hand typically is the one that goes under the guard, and your support hand near the pommel.
Hmm… Looks to me like she’s reaching up and back toward the sword hilt, and her pinky is just tucked a bit out of sight behind the rest of her fingers.
If you harm the cat, I shall be very angry. If Cat Master produces more cats and they are subsequently harmed, my wrath shall subsequently grow. If they at least trouble themselves to save the cat for snacks, my wrath shall be lightly mollified by the show of prudence, but presently return.
If the cat remains unharmed, well. So as it should be.
(One also wonders – have not the siblings some PAINT they could use?)
I myself will be quite amused to see Cat Master disarm every trap in the infinite fortress with ever increasingly improbable numbers of cats.
Not impossible. They used to train K-9s in Vietnam to detect traps like trip wires.
Even if something happens to the cat, it’s got eight more lives to work with. 🙂
That didn’t work out so well with Lucky Felicia, but then again she was only a cat fetishist. Would Split-Face on the door know the difference?
I hope the cat guy makes it.
Pretty sure everyone but Allison, Cio, and Oskar are going to die horrible, painful deaths here. Everyone who is not those three are expendable minor characters. Even Oskar only has immunity because he was in the forum thread version of Kill Six Billion Demons.
I’d actually say that Princess is pretty golden, too.
Does he, now?
Perhaps Princess as well.
Interesting that you believe that conveys immunity…
You say immunity, but me’thinks you tempt fate too readily.
I think Princess is also safe.
There was a forum thread version?
And the cat master may be slated to die horribly. But so far he’s been a pretty chill cat fancier. I feel like he could survive to take care of cats another day with minimal plot implications.
Well, I guess that works too.
Uh. Wow.
Demonkind’s affinity for cats is a warning sign, to the wise.
They recognize kindred spirits.
Indeed, one should treat every cat with utmost respect, as is well known by the wise citizens of Ulthar.
They seek pleasure, ease, and power over all they see. They will love you and then turn on you the moment you are less than amusing. They intuitively understand WANT and may be the source of all entropy in the universe .
Oh, you were referring to devils and cats. I was talking about human toddlers. It still seems to apply though.
So, what are the odds that they abandon the devil meat that could also be used to trigger traps from a potentially safe distance?
Dragon, indeed.
Okay, Cat Master, I swear if Miss Fluffle get so much as a scratch, I’ll write a strongly worded letter.
Like very strongly.
That isn’t quite fair. Everyone knows cats and madmen are beloved by God. The cat of a madman (as anyone on this trip must be) is doubly blessed which by the laws of paraconsistent logic makes it negatively blessed. Having the same karmic charge as misfortune it will repel it away from itself.
Also cats are more wicked than the most base of devils and it would gladly lead them all to their deaths and watch while grooming.
Truly, you have a dizzying intellect. Do go on…
Unless the cat has a favored one among them, of course. Then it would try to save that one.
You be wrong, 108. Cats have no discernible intellect. No measurable consciousness. Thoughtless. Therefore they are of the Divine, and are blessed by default.
Devils see the world as meat
But won’t choose tuna when there’s beef
Mercury in the kidneys
Alright Waxy, I read your poems quite often and some are more on point than others. This one, I’m pretty sure the metaphor got loose at the third line.
Devils have more foresight than cats, when they mind to use it.
Cats cannot comprehend slow poisoning with heavy metals.
Demons live a long time, if they aren’t foolish, and may beware of the mercury, found in fish.
Tut!
It’s eminently possible that the first two lines are the problem, and when corrected, will show the sublime applicability of the third.
In every iteration of every world I have encountered, somehow cats still retain the placement of seeming nigh infinite wisdom.
Granted, I’ve been to some three or four odd worlds at most, and Throne from time to time when I’m dragged back that way by my master.
Is the cat thing just my imagination or have others experienced it as well?
Cats partake in the three pastimes of nobility; idleness, cultivating a superficial glamour, and brutal cruelty.
That peasants ascribe the other supposed assets of their rulers to them is perhaps unsurprising.
9 lives? That’d be nice to have for that hall.
Arguably, the imp is the smartest of them all, staying in the back.
when the footsteps pitter pat
and you leak a speech bubble ‘ack’
you’ll regret going at the back
Increased safety is weighed against decreased proximity to reward.
Imagine, a devil being known for his prudence. He might never live live it down.
“Oh you brought a rope? I guess that could come in handy. Me? Oh I’ve got a pocket cat, just you wait.”
Cat Master is my favorite demon now. I just hope that little kitten makes it out okay or at least goes on to start some kind of cat society within the infinite fortress.
Hmm… reminds me of Red Dwarf and the cats that evolved in the hold over a million years in space. Eh, it could happen 😉
Cat Master is best devil
Now I’m wondering if they could’ve fed the door some cats instead of a person dressed as one.
But that would be cruel~
Clearly Mammon’s door demands a greater sacrifice.
If you kill that cat I swear to god I will face YISUN and walk backwards into the Void.
I’m sure Kitty will land on their feet.
…not saying where she’ll land…
I will be deeply unhappy if Cat Master and his cats do not survive this experience. I think I am as unlikely to avoid that fate as these devils are theirs, unfortunately
Step ONLY where the cat steps, for she does not aim to guide but to make her own way. She will not care if you are mislead to your death.
Oh right, this guy is cat master, not old prospector man. I withdraw my objection to the death of old prospector man.
But nothing bad better happen to the cat!