Chapter 17 | Page 8a: Competition Breeds Innovation… and Aggravation

In the depths of Dr. Muskiday’s laboratory, he unveils his newest invention to his longtime companion — a holographic clone of Miss Match. Using micronanos he can read emotions using bioluminescent mood clouds! However, although competition breeds innovation, a comment from a humble lab rat proves that it can also lead to aggravation.

Evil Inc After Dark

Meanwhile, over in Evil Inc After Dark, readers have already witnessed the results of the long-anticipated Team-Up Talk between Lightning Lady and Angus. It was a heated conversation, to say the least — and it marked a genuine first in EiAD’s ten-year history. Longtime readers will know exactly why that matters… and why the ramifications are only just beginning.

Yesterday's bonus cartoon that explored a completely new kind of shopping experience. No spoilers, but let’s just say consumer expectations are about to be challenged in ways the Better Business Bureau definitely didn’t anticipate. There’s also a brand-new Evil Inc Erotica story inspired by the most recent Monster Girl Poll winner, along with a surprise bonus reward waiting just around the corner.

Wanna see what you're missing? Here's a -very- NSFW preview.


ComicLab

In this week’s episode, “Quietly LOL,” Brad and Dave dig into the many ways we react to humor — from full-on belly laughs to the silent internal “that was good” response. Along the way, they tackle some big (and surprisingly relatable) topics:

  • Patreon Quips was a case of "competition breeds innovation" — but are we actually going to use it?

  • Why you never stop building an audience, even when things feel “established”

  • And yes… being scared of Reddit comments is universal!

It’s thoughtful, funny, and quietly reassuring — the ComicLab sweet spot. comiclabpodcast.com

 


Transcript

Panel 1:
Dr. Muskiday, presenting excitedly:
"Behold! Project SMILE: It's my Synaptic Mood Indicator and Linguistic Emulator."

Panel 2:
Dr. Muskiday, holding a perfume atomizer, sprays mist toward a lab rat in a cage:
"I spray micronanos in a 'mood mist' that bond with the subject's synaptic receptors."

Panel 3:
Dr. Muskiday continues as a close-up of the mist forms a pink bioluminescent cloud above the lab rat:
"They translate the subject's emotions into a bioluminescent cloud emitted through the skin."

Panel 4:
Dr. Muskiday observes the glowing rat in the cage. A cloud over its head displays a padlock and a key:
"And now we know everything happening in the subject's mind!"

Panel 5:
Lab rat, standing and speaking from inside the cage:
"You coulda just asked."
Holo-Clone Miss Match, surprised:
"Wow! It can TALK?!"
Dr. Muskiday, resigned:
"~Sigh~ Yes..."

Panel 6:
Dr. Muskiday slumps, disappointed:
"That's the result of my transgenic intelligence transfer system. A total failure."

Panel 7:
Holo-Clone Miss Match, curious:
"Inconsistent results?"
Dr. Muskiday, irritated:
"There were about three hundred mad scientists ahead of me, trying to patent the same acronym."

Expanded Alt Text

Seven-panel Evil Inc comic strip featuring Holo-Clone Miss Match and Dr. Muskiday, a humanoid figure with a fly’s head, standing beside a small cage containing a white lab rat. In a scene that proves that proves once again that competition breeds innovation, Dr. Muskiday introduces “Project SMILE,” which stands for Synaptic Mood Indicator and Linguistic Emulator. In the second panel, he sprays a pink mist toward the lab rat. In the third panel, the mist causes the lab rat to emit a glowing pink bioluminescent cloud. The fourth panel shows the rat glowing inside the cage, as Dr. Muskiday says they can now know the subject’s thoughts. In the fifth panel, the lab rat speaks clearly, saying, “You coulda just asked,” to Holo-Clone Miss Match’s surprise. Dr. Muskiday sighs in response. In the sixth panel, Dr. Muskiday explains that this speech is due to his failed “transgenic intelligence transfer system.” In the final panel, Miss Match assumes the project had inconsistent results, but Dr. Muskiday bitterly says hundreds of other mad scientists were ahead of him, trying to patent the same acronym.

Phables — The Curse of Rafinesque

Here’s a special Phables* comic I did back in 2006, that I love to share every Halloween.

It’s the (mostly) true story about a botanist who taught at Transylvania University in Kentucky (the place really exists). When he was caught with the college president’s wife, he was ousted from campus. Upon leaving, he placed a curse on the institution, and, supposedly, every seven years, something tragic happens at Transylvania University. The last “Curse Year”, by the way, was 2018, so we’re due in just two more years.

Transcript

[Panel 1]
Text: “Everybody has a scary story about Philadelphia…”
Image: Illustration of a city with a label pointing to “Transylvania University.”

[Panel 2]
Text: “The best ones are true.”
Narration: “Constantine Rafinesque was a self-taught genius with a passion for botany.”
Character (Rafinesque): “Mostly.”

[Panel 3]
Narration: “He left Philadelphia to teach botany at Transylvania University in Kentucky, but ended up cutting classes more often than his students.”
Student: “Anyone got a smoke?”
Rafinesque: “sigh You don’t have to raise your hands.”

[Panel 4]
Narration: “School president Horace Holly fired Rafinesque after the botanist’s alleged affair… with Mrs. Holly.”
Mrs. Holly (offscreen): “Oh Raf! You pistol. Such stamina!”
Rafinesque: (examining plant under microscope) “OK… Stay calm… Dioscorea pubescens… Podocarpus rubicollis… Cacalia’s protective…”

[Panel 5]
Narration: “Upon leaving, Raf uttered a curse: ‘Damn thee and thy school! A plague and curses upon you!’**
(**And probably a couple more we can’t print.)”
Image: Rafinesque shaking fist.

[Panel 6]
Narration: “He returned to Philly where he supported himself by publishing books and scientific articles on nature. He even gave public lectures on the subject.”

[Panel 7]
Narration: “He died in 1840 and was buried in Ronaldson’s Cemetery in Philly.
(At least, they thought he was buried in Ronaldson’s…)”

[Panel 8]
Narration: “Legend has it, a group of rowdy Transylvania University alumni disinterred Rafinesque’s body and returned it to the campus.”
Image: Shadowy figures carrying a coffin at night.

[Panel 9]
Narration: “Actually, it was a rowdy librarian who, upon learning of Raf’s demise, wrote his Philadelphia benefactors and suggested he be transplanted at the campus in a place of honor.”
Librarian: “That is so rowdy for a librarian.”
Another character: “Shhh!!”

[Panel 10]
Narration: “And so Raf’s body was placed under the steps of the Old Morrison, the school’s administrative building.”
Image: Drawing of the Old Morrison building.

[Panel 11]
Narration: “Evidence suggests the body honored in the tomb below the Old Morrison is that of a female.”
Another character: “My old upstairs neighbor… used to keep me awake at night playing those ‘Velvet Underground’ records…”

[Panel 12]
Narration: “So… Rafinesque’s body remained in the cemetery where it once stood is now a playground in South Philly.”
Image: Child bouncing a ball next to a tombstone.

[Panel 13]
Narration: “No one can say where his spirit is. His curse, however, seems to be at Transylvania University, y’see… Soon after he lost his job, the Old Morrison burned to the ground.”

[Panel 14]
Narration: “Or so they thought…”
Image: Rafinesque turning dramatically.

[Panel 15]
Narration: “Y’see, in Raf’s time, graves were reused. The first occupant buried would be dug up. The next was put on top of him. And so on…”
Text on tombstone: “Popular site. People are dying to get in.”

[Panel 16]
Narration: “Apparently the workers assigned to retrieve Raf’s body didn’t dig deep enough.”
Worker: “Don’t see anybody. Guess we dug deep enough.”

[Panel 17]
Narration: “Seven years after that, the man who fired him – Horace Holly – died of yellow fever. And every seven years after that, tragedy has struck the college.”
Character: “Just call it a seven-year sneeze.”

[Panel 18]
Narration: “Such as 1969, when the Old Morrison was razed by fire again!! The entire building was ruined – all except for one room… Rafinesque’s crypt.”
Image: Rafinesque in front of a door labeled “Transylvester Sprinkler System.”

[Final Panel – Footer]
Text: “HAPPY HALLOWEEN!”