Wow, that’s really messed up. I already knew this but this comic just reminded me that I shouldn’t take this as seriously as say, girl genius or selkie.
Gold coined? Still a good thing to have even if you can’t spend them. Where they’re going there might actually be more gold than they know what to do with and come back richer than skunks. Until then their mouths are sealed.
And destroying the evidence? The box maybe but the tools could survive.
No, no, no, no NO! The toolbox CANNOT be gone! Perhaps Roddy’s tinkering will have turned the giant drill into some sort of time machine or some machine that can twist the laws of physics and make objects out of nothing, but that toolbox is going to reappear in some way and at some place in this comic. I refuse to believe that it’s gone for good, simply because Roddy threw it in one of the fireboxes!
Also, I fear I would be a failure as an easily-bribed crewmember: coins that have been stuck in with stinky feet all day – ewwww! No thank you! I’m going to go tell Philo what I saw right now!
Wow, that’s really messed up. I already knew this but this comic just reminded me that I shouldn’t take this as seriously as say, girl genius or selkie.
‘Really messed up’? I’ll take that as a… compliment? Anyway that’s good advice about not taking this comic seriously.
Keeping that many gold coins in your boot can’t be comfortable. Maybe that’s why he’s so grouchy.
I also carry gold coins in my boots. And I’m grouchy. You may be on to something there, Apvogt.
Gold coined? Still a good thing to have even if you can’t spend them. Where they’re going there might actually be more gold than they know what to do with and come back richer than skunks. Until then their mouths are sealed.
And destroying the evidence? The box maybe but the tools could survive.
Once they recover the melty tools, the Forensics Team will be able to trace them directly to Roderick. Dam time-travelling future cops 🙁
I feel like I lost a friend… Alas Toolbox! We barely knew ye… :'(
No, no, no, no NO! The toolbox CANNOT be gone! Perhaps Roddy’s tinkering will have turned the giant drill into some sort of time machine or some machine that can twist the laws of physics and make objects out of nothing, but that toolbox is going to reappear in some way and at some place in this comic. I refuse to believe that it’s gone for good, simply because Roddy threw it in one of the fireboxes!
I feel your pain. (Gently pats Thorin’s and Ikwig’s avatar heads)
Also, I fear I would be a failure as an easily-bribed crewmember: coins that have been stuck in with stinky feet all day – ewwww! No thank you! I’m going to go tell Philo what I saw right now!
Don’t worry Charlie will do something to save the easily bribed crew from certain death.
So, the only thing standing between the lives of the crew and certain death is one hyperactive little girl?
You have a better idea of safety?
I think the biggest danger to the crew may be that the author hasn’t bothered to give them individual names.
Now why did I just suddenly think of red shirts…?
The crew members’ shirts don’t look red on this page. They’re definitely gold and white.
Looks more like blue to me.
” If you’ll look directly at the end of this device, we’ll administer the eye test… ” Oh. Wrong film.
Google says Men In Black. In this case I’m guessing it’s the “I” test.
Boot time.
I now have a new saying anytime I need to pay an unexpected fee. And when someone asks what I’m talking about, I’ll tell them about Unearth! Win win!
I was going to have him think: “Time to give ’em the boot.” But the thought bubble was too big.
The Chief looks a lot like Flint Lockwood’s father from “Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs”.
Same actor.
I’m sure those gents will find plenty of places to spend gold coins when they reach the center of the earth… Well known for its trade and commerce…
who knows? They may come in handy, I hear Queenie turned all the reptiloid bathrooms into pay-toilets…..
One of many reasons bribe-taking is not the best of ideas.
Is that a widely-held sentiment… among humans? Maybe I don’t get around much.
Humans of a nosy and thoughtful bent. Or who have to pay bribes.