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Every Geffa needs to be saved. EVERY ONE!
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Having arrived home, Audri put her key into the doorknob, unlocked the door, and let herself in. She grabbed her confused looking gangly grey cat, Purrloin, while making a phone call to her boyfriend at the same time. “Hey Nick,” she said, “I just got home from handbell practice.” Nick responded, “cool. I’m playing spaceship chaos carnage with Paul.” Audri started opening a can of cat food for Purrloin and said, “important mission. Got it. Anyway. My arm muscles are tired from campanology practice. So I’m going to go to the hot springs. Wanna go?” “I can’t Audri,” Nick said, “if I don’t save planet Geffa, who will?” Purrloin fed, Audri asked naively, “aren’t there others who’ve subscribed to the game?” Nick replied, “about a million people, but it’s s kinda like the multiverse there are an infinite number of Geffas, but I need to save my geffa.” She smiled and said, “well, I believe in you, my Geffa savior.” Not wanting to come off big-headed, Nick said, “hey! I only do it because it’s the right thing to do, not for praise!”
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After their name, I’m suddenly hoping it’s Purrloin that goes on adventures instead of Audri.
…both together is also acceptable, but Purrloin would be the main event.
Purrloin has some very good facial expressions, but sure ain’t talkative.
I’ve heard of non-talkative cats, but I haven’t had one yet.
Actually, a Tithoronian would probably have an easier time adapting to a cat body than a human.
If you’re going to save a planet, then it may as well be your own planet. Saving someone else’s planet will have to wait.
She’s going to go to the hot springs, but will she get there?
I would actually be fine if the next 100 pages was just Audri living her life.
You feed the cat on the counter? Oh I don’t know about that. The kitchen counter and table is one or the few places my cat is not King of wherever he wants to be.
Agreed, seeing that cat right next to the stove makes me anxious. Cats are extremely curious and fire is dangerous (and hot metal is invisible).
That focused look purrloin gives to the bowl in the 4th panel waiting for Audri to fill it with food is Chef’s Kiss perfect.
I play in an online game that has 400 million stars simulated in it, with between one and a dozen-odd planets each. The default setting is the whole galaxy available to all players, which sounds like carnage is ordinary but you really do have to go look for people to beat up. Technically if everybody played ‘single player,’ there would be 400 million stars times umpteen thousand players, each with an individual world to claim, but in fact since there would be no player opponents, everyone would be alone, unchallenged and unfought. But at least the game servers wouldn’t crash like a 747 full of Mentos and Pepsi.
Sorry; I was distracted. That’s 400 BILLION simulated stars, with all their planets. Well over a trillion objects available, sort of, to every player. Choose solo play, and multiply that number by the number of players. You’ll soon get a number that will make you uncomfortable whether you call them planets or marbles.
+1 for No Man’s Sky. Haven’t found my Geffa yet. Only 3.9999 billion stars to go…
Big numbers are hard. Make that 399.99999 billion stars to go…