I read somewhere that following U.S. on Facebook and Twitter may result in one “S. Spielberg” doing a bio-pic about you. I haven’t been able to substantiate this, but if I were you I’d opt for the safe route. Follow U.S., share U.S., love U.S..
Today’s blog will be full of awkward transitions–in the place of a clever sequitur I’ll be typing, “CHANGE PLACES” in all caps. Why? Well it all…
The comic is another Skyrim gag–so here’s the joke for the uninitiated, Skyrim is a beautiful complex and extraordinarily interactive world and the AI, for the most part, is very good. Though, and here’s the caveat, there’s a tiny, tiny oddity in the stealth system. As a player you can actually shoot an enemy’s companion right in the head–leaving a gurgling heap in front of them and they’ll basically shrug and go back to whatever mundane task they were up to before you stuck an arrow in their pal.
The lesson–suspend your disbelief, it makes for happier gaming.
A friend and reader of ours, Mr. Dark, sent me this colorized version of last week’s comic. To my knowledge, this our first piece of fan art. A sincere thanks and tip of the spoon to our Canadian mate.
Go read Lunar Baboon. It’s charming, clever, and totally hilarious. I think it may be written by my Canadian doppelganger as the his about page sounds eerily like–well, like a Canadian me. I’m a fan of this guy’s work. Well done space beast.
Had Conan lived in an age with “Ghostbusters” and “Skyrim” I suspect, if he’d been honest with himself, he would have added them to his list of what is best in life–I don’t think they’d have beaten out enemy crushing, but they’re both way better than women lamenting.
But of course, I’m Jack the Civil and he’s Conan the Barbarian so maybe I’m just projecting.
This may very well be one of my favorite comics. We’ve got some nice Easter Eggs in there too for those with an eye for detail. First the entire comic plays on a quote from, that most quotable of movies, “Ghostbusters.” Here’s the scene, you’re welcome.
Panel 3 has a very nice pile of bones that was once Xavier’s cat–we’ll call her Stalker. In real-life my brother is both really into his cat and Skyrim, though to my knowledge she’s still with us. The second is a little homage to one of my comic heroes Bugs Bunny.
Panel 4 you’ll notice that Xavier has just finished making a deposit into one of his pee bottles. To my knowledge the real life Xavier has plumbing, but he is a bachelor so I’m not willing to say he hasn’t made a trucker bomb in his recliner. Admit it gentlemen, the temptation is strong.
Panel 5 Xavier has tissue boxes on his feet. I’ll avoid the obvious tissue joke here. On another note, man can Jim draw a grizzled hobo-looking guy. Well done partner!
Well that’s it for this week. Make sure to share us with your friends and follow us on Twitter and Facebook.
In case you are planning on entertaining strumpets– they prefer french toast, or so I’ve been told.
In news unrelated to breakfast themed malapropisms, Skyrim needs a warning label. Along the lines of the Surgeon General’s warning on cigarettes. Here are my suggestions:
- Caution: Skyrim May be Hazardous to Your Relationships
- SURGEON GENERAL’S WARNING: Skyrim Causes Ceaseless Daydreams And Discontent With Reality, Hemorrhoids, and the Acceptance of Hotpockets as “Food”
- SURGEON GENERAL’S WARNING: Quitting Skyrim Now Greatly Reduces Risks You’ll Spend the Next Two Hours Organizing Virtual Bookshelves.
- SURGEON GENERAL’S WARNING: Playing Skyrim By a Pregnant Women May Result in Injury, a Hormonal Rant About How She Should Have Married Larry, And Significantly Lower Chance of Fathering Children Again.
- SURGEON GENERAL’S WARNING: Skyrim Is Everything You’ve Ever Wanted In a Game. If You’ve Read Any Steinbeck–You Know It’ll Wind-up Destroying You.
Think about it Surgeon General.
Ah, back to our roots with a nice dick joke strip.
You’re welcome readers.
Confession time, I haven’t played Skyrim yet. The reality is, I probably won’t until sometime in 2012.
Between a new baby, career, comic, and another holiday “Game-alanche” (that’s a combination of “Game” and “Avalanche” which I’m now trademarking) I’ve got a lot of unfinished games.
I’ve enjoyed the time I’ve spent with Battlefield 3, though the treadmill is absurd and meaningless to me. Dark Souls has me up against a wall, I need to spend time grinding for souls to progress–but I have no time or desire to spend grinding.
Then there’s Uncharted 3, my God I love that series.
If only the writers at Naughty Dog had written Indiana Jones IV, and saved us from the calamity that shall not be named. Nathan Drake may find himself in some wacky predicaments, but I swear they’d never put him in fridge.
More on Uncharted 3 in the coming weeks.
Oh, and the answer to last week’s poll question was Trandoshan. Which somehow most of you knew… *cough* Cheaters! *cough*
Damn you Wookieepedia .