So if you were wondering when Colonel Haulley would snap – here you go. He’s finally run out of patience.
As for me, I have nothing BUT patience. But nothing really new to report this week, except that I’m just kind of maintaining my position here. I hope you are, too. We’re coming up on the closing part of this chapter, now – events are accelerating.
That, and my cat has apparently learned how to open doors. I find this really unnerving, and it’s allowed her to get the drop on me at some rather inopportune moments, particularly while I’m trying to finish pages in this comic. Oy vey.
Anyway, it’s back to the ol’ grind for me. I’ll see you next week!
Oh, and by the way, the last two-page spread is still over on topwebcomics.com, and your votes are, as always, deeply appreciated! Anything to get this baby rolling in a larger audience.
Last chance? Didn’t Haulley just tell Rucker to shut up?
Maybe, but I wouldn’t be one to talk semantics with the guy holding the .55 caliber handgun.
–M
And now the s–t hits the fan.
Also, that’s a scary gun to be looking down the barrel of. More so than normal that is.
Indeed so. And I don’t think Haulley is feeling terribly stable at the moment, either. His whole world is upside down and as far as he knows, he’s surrounded by crazies.
–M
oh, yes, a can who knows how to use it’s intellect is a bit scary. no wonder they feature in so many “World Domination’ pictures xD
my eldest cat also found out how to open a door… only difference was it was our front door… we had to install a different lock (with a turn wheel on the inside for easy locking) so he couldn’t open it anymore.
my cats are also very proficient at opening the cupboard holding their food bin, we had to put a little ‘leash’ on the handles to keep it closed.
The world my cat wants to dominate is the world of cat kibble. Though she also craves belly rubs, too. She positively howls at me when she wants her belly rubbed. Which is odd because I’ve heard that many cats DON’T care for that.
–M
Yeah Rucker, now its YOU who knows how it feels to have one of those jammed in your face.
Awful lot of gunplay in the Infirmary, huh?
–M
Another comic I read had a doctor make the comment that he needed to refresh the orderlies training on disarming the patients. The same should be true of the visitors.
I think this may have been covered already but does the revolver have the same barrel pattern as the old Le Mat?
I wonder what Rucker knows/thinks he knows?
It has an underslung barrel to fire small rocket-assisted projectiles to defeat powered armor.
–M
Well, to be frank, I wasn’t expecting Haulley to snap on the very next page though…
Also, I’m not at all sure Rucker nows all that much about what’s going on either. For all we know, he could have been a passive observer while Mike worked his “magic”.
Yes, but does Haulley know that? If I were in his place, I’d probably be freaking out, as well.
–M
Wrong answers to be given at this point: “I don’t know.” “I can’t tell you.”
When the shinola hits the fan, you duck and cover or run like hell.
Duck and cover – couldn’t have hit the nail on the head more squarely, what with the atomic war and all… 😉
–M
There once was a turtle, who’s name was Burt, he ducked and covered and he never got hurt…
You can’t really blame the guy, if I were him, I would’ve snapped a LONG time ago.
Agreed, his total worldview has been trashed like a pit bull’s chew toy!
Looking forward to see what Rucker’s reply would be.
I’m glad you see it that way, actually – I’m always afraid I make Haulley into just an angry guy who yells a lot. But really, he’s a very good commander who just doesn’t like getting jerked around, and he bears the weight of command very heavily. This chapter is where we start getting more into his state of mind, and I hope to explore his character more completely as we go along. Along with Rucker, Bronniford, and of course, Mike, as well.
–M
Mad eyes…
He’s got the CRAZY EYE. For sure.
–M
well enough is enough. I could only imagine whay would feel to be the head of an army and be the one that doesnt know whats going on.
The real thing is that I don’t show anyone’s thought balloons, so nobody has an inner monologue. If you’re in someone’s head in the story, you’re seeing it as a weird internal experience, not as a series of descriptions of what they’re thinking. So the disconnect between all the characters has led here, basically.
–M