Today’s page takes us back to Ralph’s Diner, where Captain Heroic proves—once again—that nothing rattles him… not even a surprise soup bath.
Hailey is mortified, Captain Heroic is dripping, and somewhere across the diner, Yazmine Velour is livestreaming the whole thing as heart emojis rain from the internet. It’s a small moment, but one that says a lot about who Cap really is—and why people can’t help falling for him.
Transcript
Panel 1
Hailey (distraught that she has dumped hot soup on Captain Heroic): Omigod Omigod Omigod…
Captain Heroic (turning to another person eating at the diner): Excuse me. Would you hand me a napkin, please? (The person hands him a napkin)
Panel 2
Hailey: I’m so sorry Captain Heroic, sir. I didn’t mean to — {sob}
Panel 3
Captain Heroic (handing her the napkin): Here. Please don’t cry.
Panel 4
Captain Heroic (continues): Most of my first impressions involve disintegration rays. And actual impressions. In concrete.
Panel 5
Captain Heroic: This was far more pleasant — not counting the bay leaf in my shirt.Yazmine Velour (as she livestreams the interaction from the other side of the diner, a torrent of heart emojis flow from her phone as the audience reacts): Omigod Omigod Omigod
After Dark
This week's commissioned MicroFic delivers exactly what you’d want from a pairing between Dynasty and Father Christmas.
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Yes, he lives up to his name.
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Yes, Dynasty knew exactly what she was doing.
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No, the North Pole will never be the same.
I also posted the Goblin Girl MicroFic from the Monster Girl poll — and the response was so good, I might need to make these poll-powered MicroFics a recurring thing!
Phables
A new
Phables updates today. My apologies to those of you who have already read the
Rafinesque
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Curse of Transylvania storyline from
Greystone Inn.I couldn’t resist using it as the basis for a special Halloween edition of Phables. I was always sad that the storyline din’t get the recognition it deserved when it appeared in the
Philadelphia Daily News as part of a three-week storyline. So I reformated the panels into a Phables-type presentation.
Deeper still, it’s kind of a victory dance of sorts. See, I wanted this to be the inaugural Phable when I originally pitched this project to my supervisor. It would have run during one of the years supposedly affected by Raf’s seven-year curse.
2004.
That’s right, I pitched Phables for well over a year before finally being allowed to launch it earlier this year.
If you ever see me in person, ask me about the
real punchline to that story. Needless to say, I can’t post it here.
