Wielder of Names 6-103 to 6-104 (War of the Teacups)
Chapter: 6
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“If it has a pulse,
Take its skull!
If it builds a house,
Smash it flat!
Strength is my God,
The God of Shapes,
If my God should fail me,
I will kill him too.”
– Sword Law Mantra of the Knights Belligerent
holy SHIT DUDE????
THIS.
Ballroom Blitz: Whereupon the man in the back said EVERYONE ATTACK! And hence, it turned into a Ballroom Blitz.
…Anyone else looking for Waldo in that mess?
Also, That Al-pose. 😀
It strikes me as unwise to seek anything at all in that mess.
This one surmises that it is perhaps not the best idea to fill ones house full of mercenaries. It seems that they do not all get along.
Well, the guards are not visible, having presumably headed for the hills (or been squished underfoot). These folks were crashing the party.
A lot of mismatched fights here; I especially like the sword vs. beam shot. In any case, they’re thinning out the crowd and weakening the victors. I imagine they never even thought of cooperation.
A difficult thing to master, dividing one amongst many. A battle would’ve been inevitable, but I agree; better saved for the finale than intermission.
I am particularly fond of Little Miss Doesn’t Give AF just left of center, partitioning Big Blue at the neck like it aint no thang.
What a ball! Reminds me of a certain battle of demigods
This is exactly what I needed early in the morning ^^
Tea sets: the Heralds of Juggy Star
Brings a whole new meaning to the phrase, “Mad Tea Party.”
Oh man. Alice-yis-un looks so freaked out. Good thing they need her alive, so they’ll be focusing in eachother instead of her.
While AL-YiS-UN might look freaked out, she’s the only one guaranteed to make it out of this complete mess unharmed.
Unharmed is a strong word. Many of the bids do not need her alive. If I recall, one of them was for just her skull.
It took some time before I realized that Allison is, in fact, on this page.
So much glorious slaughter! It makes my hearts beat with joy.
So much spilled blood of many hues! My nostrils flare at the metallic stench.
So much decadent violence! ‘Tis a carnage the likes of which even Aesma would be proud.
So many fine and valuable teapots being smashed underfoot…my soul bleeds at the sight.
Do none of these belligerent fools understand the importance of avoiding collateral damage? Kill your foe with precision, then you may take all that is worth from his corpse and not bolted down in the general vacinity!
Of course, they do. Just look at the bottom panels. You can see them taking great care not to bleed on the pottery. Perhaps they plan to take a few items with them as they pass on to the afterlife?
And not a broken cup to be seen anywhere! These are truly refined belligerent fools.
This answers a question I never thought to ask. What do you give the god-empress who has everything? Lots and lots of tea sets. I wonder what tree she feeds those things to?
in some universes, the perverse performer known as the clown is not yet outlawed
one of their most infamous rituals involves a great many of the grotesques exiting from a small vehicle that seemingly couldn’t possibly hold them all
something about this orgy of violence in a constrained visual space brought that tidbit to mind
HONK . Honk-honk. Honk.
*clown that was set on fire and thrown out of airlock*
And everybody was Kung Fu Fighting.
Angelname checks out.
I don’t know, this seems very opportune to me.
Indeed. That is one angel who was named for such events
Those kicks were fast as THE INFERNAL THUNDER OF FORTY-THREE UNDYING UNIVERSES FILLED WITH EVERLASTING JOY AND DESPAIR.
YISUN damn it, Krismayana, I thought we had agreed on this! I’ll gladly defeat you if that’s what you truly wish, but I told you I had a matter of honor to settle with Kierinsaval first. He’s literally right there! You just have to fight someone other than the two of us, and it’s not like you aren’t spoiled for choice in that regard!
You expected someone to fight fair? You disgrace YISUN because neither YISUN nor Aesma, his greatest diciple, ever fought fair.
You should watch your tongue. Show respect when you address a knight.
My name is kouta. I’m an ebon devil.
I expected that an agreement would be honored. I have no issue with dispatching Krismayana, but by the time that I have ended his little interruption I do believe that Kierinsaval will have found himself freshly occupied, and I shall be likewise engaged shortly after, and an opportunity will be lost for no reason but one fool’s bullheadedness.
He is overcome with bloodlust, dear INGSVLD. You know how little the shallow oaths and weak promises of mortal men matter when they can hear a heartbeat just crying out to be stopped. Assuming that hypocephalic body of yours has a heart, of course…
Indeed Krismayana, the Geas Knight speaks truthfully. Was it not known that he and I had a matter yet lying between us?
But there is still time enough for that, INGSVLD. The fray separates us by only a little way, and once the great idiot is moved then perhaps soon the matter between us shall at long last be settled.
The Everflame flickers as it will Book Knight. This fight it laps at you. Who are we to deny it?
We are the children of the white flame, that is who. If you have no aspiration to be anything but a tool, then feel free to abandon all pretense of dignity and join the Belligerents. I’m sure they would welcome you with open arms. Or arm, as the case may be.
Choose you your battles wisely paper tiger, or learn you why parchment fears the fire. Your knights’ squabbles concerned with I am not.
To compartmentalise ones dishonourable violence multiplies its sin.
So many fighters! I wonder who will mourn them?
If only they’d stop actually defending themselves, there could be twice as many graves dug tonight (or, more realistically, twice as large a ditch).
When in doubt, rampage.
I fear that all these hunters have greatly miscalculated. The master of this palace will likely be quite displeased at the commotion they cause. And she seems even less stable than usual.
Expecting a Praman Nand-style “NOT. IN. MY. HOUSE,” type of entrance from the local queen, except with a bit more shattering of reality.
That is, unless our dear brother 6 Juggernaut Star should make his entrance first. While I loathe him, his order, and everything they stand for, he is good at clearing a room of all living occupants.
Also of walls. Though I see Hrotomos has already made a start on that particular project.
Cleanliness is virtue, as is moderation.
If there is one thing that fathermother YISUN hates more than they love, it is sameness.
I trust that this time things will end differently.
The flood that Follows such stillness and tension is majestic.
Truly reminiscent of Sweet or The Rezillos.
of such enjoyment I am not deserving.
To be first in the war for the comments is to be first in the War of Life, and first in the gaze of YISUN. Glory to the divine corpse!
Such battles of supremacy are beyond mortal ken. for most of us here below it is the more humble battle of being first to reply to the first of the comments. It is with disciples apprentices and acolytes that we struggle
“Flat is justice.”
-Forchan, Knight Belligerent of the 34th Kingdom of Clolion.
“‘Flat is justice’. Implying! Tits are life! Ass is Hometown!”
– My esteemed Master, 34 Rules Without Exception.
Duuuuuuude. That’s fucking sweet.
I see that the brigade of 108 idiots are mostly fighting each other instead of going after AL-YIS-UN”. This should be fun.
Not everybody is worth the King’s time. Only the best shall remain.
Thank you for that delicious name for them.
If Motom got upset over a few spilled skulls, she’s gonna be pissed when she sees this mess…
It would appear that most of the competitors in this contest have been awaiting this diversionary scrap for some time.
THE GOD OF MEAT
THE KNOWLEDGE OF MEAT
BLOODY-MOUTHED I STOOD BEFORE GOD
methinks someone needs to meet the Reverend Jesse Custer
“…AND THEY SMILED IN ROT AND GRISTLE”
Aye, I know that barbarian mantra. Quite visceral.
WHAT’S WITH ALL THESE TEAPOTS?
Mother Om may be a monstrous despot but she’s not a barbarian. What do you expect her to have her guests drink tea out of if not the finest Giant-Bone?
Me gusta Alice! xD I need a high def closeup of it 😛
But on a more serious note, this is a riveting piece. I love it!
So are you ready Steve?
Uh huh!