What a fool-proved, tried and tested way to introduce yourself in a new surrounding: First hunt the natives!
By the way: Elephant guns?
Did Philo expect to come out finally on the warmer side of the Planet, or is he simply the kind of person who packs expedition-like for a simply stroll in the park?
It’s been thirty years since I read those books (local library was sci-fi friendly) and I recognized the reference right away. She was one of the best.
Haha, Max’s dad is probably the strongest candidate for being a perpetrator of verbal crimes against the auditory senses, but seriously, nobody is above suspicion. 🙂
🙂 I haven’t quoted anything in particular in this instance, but my avatar is Isabel from the webcomic Paranatural, and while she’s one of the more, I don’t know, “serious” characters (although that word by itself seems like it mischaracterises her), none of the individuals from the comic can be reliably counted on not to make a pun while in conversation.
Also: Yay overly long complex sentence. 😕
I just assumed that she preferred the socially stifling environment of her home to the option of starving to death and/or dying of thirst in a barren cave 100 miles underground. The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. (or other side of the bore-hole?)
If you are sick of it after a couple years of one strip a week, just imagine how Philo must feel after nearly two decades of constant exposure! No wonder he tried to dig a deep hole and hide in it!
What a fool-proved, tried and tested way to introduce yourself in a new surrounding: First hunt the natives!
By the way: Elephant guns?
Did Philo expect to come out finally on the warmer side of the Planet, or is he simply the kind of person who packs expedition-like for a simply stroll in the park?
His country’s at war, and he expected to need heavy firepower.
Hell even without war, it’s a case of better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it.
I happen to know that the intended destination of the trip was India (of the Kipling variety).
There’s also the fact that unless the ship can double as a boat, you REALLY want to only drill in an area where both antipodes are on dry land.
And the eyeball arrows emerge! Seek! Destroy! HUZZAH!
I was apparently right, chapter three is reddish because it’s in Alicevision.
It’s as seen by the eye arrows. Through a reddish haze of fury.
Elephant GUN?…
More like Elephant FUN!
Amirite guys?! Hahahaha, hey where’s everybody going?
Congrats, Petaybee!
Seconded
Wild guess Petaybee, You are an Anne McCaffrey fan.
Ha! Most people think I just like petting bees!
It’s been thirty years since I read those books (local library was sci-fi friendly) and I recognized the reference right away. She was one of the best.
Your avatar so utterly fits your comment, Petaybee. And the Web comic it’s from in general.
Haha, Max’s dad is probably the strongest candidate for being a perpetrator of verbal crimes against the auditory senses, but seriously, nobody is above suspicion. 🙂
Nope! 🙂
so what webcomic is it from?
🙂 I haven’t quoted anything in particular in this instance, but my avatar is Isabel from the webcomic Paranatural, and while she’s one of the more, I don’t know, “serious” characters (although that word by itself seems like it mischaracterises her), none of the individuals from the comic can be reliably counted on not to make a pun while in conversation.
Also: Yay overly long complex sentence. 😕
Alice now wants to head back? Interesting.
That’s a good point, Wisknort. I think I’ll change “home” to “out”.
I just assumed that she preferred the socially stifling environment of her home to the option of starving to death and/or dying of thirst in a barren cave 100 miles underground. The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. (or other side of the bore-hole?)
Fixed thanks to Wisknort. Thanks 🙂
I’m really starting to get sick of her attitude.
Alice is indeed a cantankerous character, and if her story arch were to continue, something would have to give way.
If you are sick of it after a couple years of one strip a week, just imagine how Philo must feel after nearly two decades of constant exposure! No wonder he tried to dig a deep hole and hide in it!
Philo learned to tune her out decades ago.
I guess that’s why she started throwing stuff at him.