2119 Gone In 60 Seconds.
Sorry for the late page. Site issues slowed me way down. I am working on trying to update the site, by way of getting someone else to do it, because things have progressed too far in the last ten years for me to learn an entire new skill set. Anyway, enjoy the page.
I like the mirror effect between panels 3 & 4.
And congratulations on getting a handle on your site problems — I hope you can get some sleep now …
Take-Charge Thomas, eh?
Also, there’s one last room, eh? Wonder what that one is… and what’s in it
Or who. @Jackie: This is completely random, but visited a Lego shop the other day and thought of you XD It was so cool.
Ive always wanted to go to one, but they’re very far away.
This could be a Batman-cartoon-type of moment.
What I mean is- Thomas may be worried that the only room they haven’t checked, might have dangerous things left in it.
There could be a booby trap in that room, waiting for wandering thieves.
Or, maybe another “urban explorer” got into this bomb shelter, just before our heroes, and he’s waiting to ambush them, and steal their booze. Hm.
The gold…*hic!*…the GOOOOLLLLLD….
Once of my favorite episides (well, it was multiple episodes) of the original DuckTales. Thanks for the reminder. :D
Only stopped by to say; the suspense is wearing me aud nerves! … and that Thomas is awesome.
In the theatre of the mind, picture if you will that this is a story of the 70s schlock horror genre. The last room to be inspected is the sleeping accommodations and it would be the final resting place for his secret life partner from the Netherlands.
Ooooo, one room left to check! The suspense!
Honestly, though, I don’t remember the last time this comic left me in suspense so often. Easily the most thrilling plotline yet.
I generally don’t deal in excitement
EXCEPT for ‘shipping glee. :P
So no one cares what Vicky and Brooksie think about this…
No one has asked Vicky or Jo, if they want to play the game of- ” Let’s find a dead guy, and steal his home.” Vicky + Jo might be worried about this plan. *shrugs*
Arrg. I’ve got to proofread my stuff. I mean: […and steal FROM his home].