So back to Markovia, apparently the nexus of all existence...
Where is Dr. Jace from? Is that name as Teutonic as she looks? Markovia is land-locked, so I don't see why she'd use that expression. Can she see through those glasses? If not, why is Brion afraid she noticed him reaching for the melba toast spread on his brother's shoulder? All these questions have the same answer: Manhunter!
Everything about Dr. Jace is irregular... except that whole-grain bagel at the back of her head..
I'd imagine we're reading the characters translated into their own language, right? So why does Gregor sound like his mastery of the English language is lacking. "That makes perfect nonsense!" Oh, and in case you were forgetting this was a Batman comic... PATENTED SLANTED CAMERA ANGLE!!!
Though not apparent from other panels, the reason for Gregor's inability to stop his brother is obvious here. The limp sleeve reveals a missing arm, lost in a school yard tussle, the origin of the two brothers' enmity. And Tara sided with the wrong boy, that traitor.
"Leave anything you cannot carry!" That's Deportation 101, folks. "Bring what you can't carry" scarcely makes sense, does it. But wait, who is this stranger whose colloquialisms betray a more civilized state. Might he lead us from this backwards European wilderness?
Like Amber to Danielle on this summer's Big Brother, European Old Dude gives it all away before the mysterious stranger even asks. Worst. Negotiator. Ever. Don't ask why you've been oppressed all your life if you offer to be a slave to every Tom, Rex and Harry with an antique car.
The mysterious stranger (have YOU divined his identity yet, children?) has apparently ripped the dustcover off a Jace-authored book at the airport bookstore before renting a car the rental company will never see again.
But Markovia isn't totally populated by aristocrats, scientists and refugees, it's got soldiers too! Manly soldiers:
Soldier of Fortune, check. No eating quiche, check. Wow, I'm only a stack of magazines shy of being a man. Can't wait.
If you saw the cover, there can be no doubt as to who this handsome afro belongs to, but if you saw the man-purse earlier in the story, you might be confused... Rooster? Is that you?
Find out tomorrow!
Where is Dr. Jace from? Is that name as Teutonic as she looks? Markovia is land-locked, so I don't see why she'd use that expression. Can she see through those glasses? If not, why is Brion afraid she noticed him reaching for the melba toast spread on his brother's shoulder? All these questions have the same answer: Manhunter!
Everything about Dr. Jace is irregular... except that whole-grain bagel at the back of her head..
I'd imagine we're reading the characters translated into their own language, right? So why does Gregor sound like his mastery of the English language is lacking. "That makes perfect nonsense!" Oh, and in case you were forgetting this was a Batman comic... PATENTED SLANTED CAMERA ANGLE!!!
Though not apparent from other panels, the reason for Gregor's inability to stop his brother is obvious here. The limp sleeve reveals a missing arm, lost in a school yard tussle, the origin of the two brothers' enmity. And Tara sided with the wrong boy, that traitor.
"Leave anything you cannot carry!" That's Deportation 101, folks. "Bring what you can't carry" scarcely makes sense, does it. But wait, who is this stranger whose colloquialisms betray a more civilized state. Might he lead us from this backwards European wilderness?
Like Amber to Danielle on this summer's Big Brother, European Old Dude gives it all away before the mysterious stranger even asks. Worst. Negotiator. Ever. Don't ask why you've been oppressed all your life if you offer to be a slave to every Tom, Rex and Harry with an antique car.
The mysterious stranger (have YOU divined his identity yet, children?) has apparently ripped the dustcover off a Jace-authored book at the airport bookstore before renting a car the rental company will never see again.But Markovia isn't totally populated by aristocrats, scientists and refugees, it's got soldiers too! Manly soldiers:
Soldier of Fortune, check. No eating quiche, check. Wow, I'm only a stack of magazines shy of being a man. Can't wait.
If you saw the cover, there can be no doubt as to who this handsome afro belongs to, but if you saw the man-purse earlier in the story, you might be confused... Rooster? Is that you?Find out tomorrow!
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Also: Love the flag. All countries should go for a solid color with an initial.
Flags: Certainly makes em easier to draw. Damn that symetrical maple leaf!