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2011-05-13: Quickly Mistaken
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Okay, here's a big old comic!
And another announcement: Name Removed is switching to a new update schedule. From now on, new comics will appear on this site Approximately Weekly. It'll be fun!
See, TCAF taught me a valuable lesson: I need to make amazing things that are amazing! And slamming together stuff I'm not happy with to meet a deadline three times a week is holding me back. This is a change for the better.
This comic is in the storyline:
- Variations
A long-running series, maybe the crux of the site. Reader submits a suggestion, and I draw three comics based on that suggestion. Originally all three had to start the same, but it evolved.
This comic includes the contribution:
- Gwaricus suggested: Dr. Quickly is not a fairy godmother.
Text transcript
<< KNOCK KNOCK >> Rabish: Mmmyes? Rabot: By the royal decree of Prince Handsome... Rabot: All... uh... elibagle bachulors and... uh... bachulesses are hereby SUMMONED TO ATTEND... Rabot: A Grand Ball Party Dance-Off Challenge to Win His Heart! Rabid and Rabish: No way! Rabot: Here's yer invite. NO dorks or losers, of COURSE. Fancy dress, bathe first, etc. etc. Rabid: Oh of COURSE! Li'l BEefy: Wow, you guys seem super-excited! Rabish: Shut UP loser! You're not invited!! Rabid: Clean this dumb room again, LOSER! Li'l Beefy: Again? Rabot: Workin' hard... deliverin' letters! Dr Quickly: So... you delivered it? Rabot: Oh! Sir, you startled me! Rabot: I certainly did! And... perhaps in lieu of the gold you promised... are there any additional invitations? Dr Quickly: Sure, there's one back in this shady, secluded alleyway... Rabot: Lead on! << KA-ZAP >> Rabish: We're going now, LOSER! Rabid: Gonna bag us a PRINCE! Rabish: Don't stay up, except to CLEAN more! Li'l Beefy: I'll NEVER get to go to a party or meet a prince or not be a LOSER! << Creeak! >> [[ Dr Quickly is burgling. ]] Li'l Beefy: Hey MISTER! Li'l Beefy: Are you my FAIRY GOD-MOTHER? Dr Quickly: Uhh... Dr Quickly: Actually... yes. Climb into my magic bag, and I'll fly you to the Grand Ball. Li'l Beefy: Wow! Dr Quickly: Gotta toss the right bag... Dr Quickly: Make a wish, kid! Li'l Beefy: Oh boy! << SPLASH >>