In each case, our youngest children (featured in Panel Two) are indecipherable, almost-certainly-changeling paradoxes. And they get on like a house on fire. Noah is friendly and Ronia can draw. We don't know what's going on here.

There are two. The first is this amazing Super Mario Bros.™ World 1-2 Pin Set.

I think there's only two storyboards left until Gabe is done with the expansion to Thornwatch, called The Dark Of The Wood, which is a name I like. He's going so hard on it that he's often writing placeholder text for things to guide himself through a specific artistic stage of production, and a lot of times it's… it's pretty good.

The dude who runs the corner store at the corner by my house has recently begun stocking Fidget Spinners. He says you can't not. He describes gangs of feral, foaming youths spilling in the door on the prowl for their next fix - and if he doesn't provide it, he says they'll just go down the street to the next guy. Or into the alley behind his shop, where Spinny K and BB convene their court out of sight of the police, and spinners are just the first step on a dark path.

Pyre is… listen. Gabe watched a video on IGN and there was a lot of text and he got mad. We made this strip after. He and I don't agree.

Like a baby chick, Gabriel has imprinted on the Switch somehow. The first party roster - a melange of extended re-releases, reimaginings of franchise pillars, sequels, and a game where your arms are violent Slinkies - has already claimed well over two hundred and fifty hours of playtime.

Thus concludes Part 3 of Dumber Camp, unless we uncover some new memory we've suppressed. He tells me this is a true story, and I don't doubt him at all. I don't think they even tried to send him to any more summer camps.

I have every faith that I've said something very much like if not identical to the last line in the strip. I could apologize, I guess, but I'm not 100% sure it isn't true.

We always offer a space for especially for indies with the PAX 10 - our cadre of experts selects their favorites from the submitted titles, and the chosen games get free booth space at the show. We're proud to announce the list! Here is the link to the official page, but they are also right here! Use whichever links you want. They all go to the same places!

I have been left completely and entirely alone, abandoned by my Mork, such that he left me with four or so .jpegs and flew away. Mechanically assisted, obviously. He didn't just "throw himself at the ground and miss."

I like all the PAX shows, but PAX South is one of the shows where people bring me beef jerky so it definitely earns a few extra points. I eat pounds and pounds of jerky at night in bed while I watch The Town with Ben Affleck. It's an incredible convention, on and off the showfloor.

Destiny 2 is - I don't think this is a spoiler, because it's the whole point of the game - the part where the hero drags themselves up out of the Underworld. I suspect you won't drag yourself up for very long; optimally, the buttons on your controller do things in a game, though there are some notable iconoclasts.

Having made a reality show myself, I'm aware that they don't project an authentic truth necessarily. You can change quite a bit about how something is perceived when you alter all the context that surrounds it, or do things in a different order. For example: I didn't come up with the idea that contestants in Strip Search should pin up their winning comics until, I think, the third Artist Battle. So, we just filmed them doing that as though it had always been done. We wove lies into a kind of textile. Your brain just sort of fills in the mortar.

I think we wrote something like six comics yesterday; I didn't even have time to engage in base and tawdry mercantilsms. Though I may be the only one; sounds like it was a pretty good day for them. And Gabriel's thumb was swiping all throughout the writing process, ever-swiping, in search of potentially orthagonal values.

We and Privateer Press are trying to figure out who's from our Sponsored Stream is playing at their Lock & Load event. Right now, there's a three way tie between myself (Menoth), Erick (Cryx), and Jamie (Cygnar, a.k.a., the Goddamn Swans).

My associate Gabreazy-E was trying to engage is some kind of mystical measuring contest with Gandalf, who was called Olórin. If being a bad-ass is in any way a function of how many names you have, Gandalf is probably gonna win - even if he is just a fighter..