Why did I do two weeks of this material? One week was too long! Damn you, Shaenon of 2001! Damn you for not realizing that it was okay to cut weak material!
Seriously, for about the first year and a half of Narbonic I used absolutely every strip I wrote. I was worried about running out of material. Exactly how long I thought the material needed to last, inasmuch as I was doing a webcomic that I could start and stop anytime I liked, I have no idea. Anyway, I didn’t start cutting scripts until the “Gender Swap” storyline, which is why “Gender Swap” is one of the first storylines that still holds up pretty well.
I like the ornate ectoplasmic tail on Victorian Helen, though. Victorian ghosts are awesome. She should have lined up some nineteenth-century spiritualist act with teenage girls cracking their toe knuckles to make people think spirits were knocking.
Despite the lameness of these strips, I will defend “What? And leave show business?” to the death. I am such a sucker for ridiculously hoary punchlines.
I like the little guy with the combover in the first panel. I don’t think he’s anyone in particular; I just enjoy drawing little bald guys.
Well, at least I bothered to draw an entire studio audience. Man, I put a lot of detail into it, too. I must’ve been desperate for some way to make this entertaining to draw. I think those are mostly friends of mine in the front row. Andrew is visible to the right of the psychic’s outstretched hand, and to his right are, I believe, Jason Shiga and my friend Hallie.
RANDOM HYPHENATION = VICTORIAN.
Dave falls back into henchman mode pretty quickly. Killed by his previous boss, after ten minutes with a new evil lunatic he’s volunteering to slap together a little HTML for her. Guy needs help.
I’ve gotta admit, I still like the bullet going through Dave’s ectoplasmic head. It’s so cheerfully grim. Of course, the present-day Helen and Mell can also kill Dave repeatedly, but there’s a slightly longer wait to bring him back to life.
I did more jokes about Dave’s extremely short-lived resolution to seize the day later on. I know, it’s easy, but it’s fun. I’m not sure if Victorian Helen actually knows what Ain’t It Cool News is, or if she just assumes that anything Dave wants to check up on as soon as he returns to life has to be lame.