No love lost
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TIME:995
So... wanna go back to the bar?
No... I assume she'll just come back when that's done counting again.
TIME:991
Right, that thing. Ok, well... let's just get that blue guy to ask around where that is.
Eh, I'd rather just look around a bit. If we get a fresh brain, I'll just missile that instead.
TIME:987
Yeah, well, I'm not about to jump into a pile of broken glass and delicious Mother paste.
Yeah. Well, let's try hunting for a hidden path or something. Or tunnel, whatever, we've got limited time here.
Meanwhile
TIME:996
OH hey, that's new. Guess they found Mother Brain.
Oh crap, did we just fail our job?
Hell, I'm not beating myself up over the worst union boss ever. More booze!
Like seriously, when they were reading over their union agreement (assuming they were even given the option), they must have been "Wait, what's this part about Mother Brain being authorized to turn us into a squishy goo paste at her discretion? Seems like a pretty shitty deal. What's that? I get turned into a squishy goo paste if I don't sign this? Alrighty then."
Metroid, Samus, Kraid, and the rest of 'em are all property of Nintendo, who to my knowledge wouldn't do anything such as sue me or shut poor Planet Zebeth down, because they're so damn nice, and Metroid kicks ass : }
This particular comic strip was made solely by me, by that happy little program known as KolourPaint. Yes, the one that everyone runs in fear from. That's why the comic looks the way it does.
