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| The right place to start | When you're telling a story, it's always hard to pick the right place to start. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111025.html |
| Future, Past and Present | Krelle: You could say that mine started when I first accessed the cloud, but I don't know which moment I should count as my "first time." / Krelle: You could say it was when I joined the crew but that feels more like the end of a prequel than the beginning of a story. / Krelle: You could even start further back, when Ivar found me. I don't remember anything before the tank, though. / And I don't really want to. Someone else can tell that. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111026.html |
| Mise en scene | Krelle: I think the best place to start is the port of Montreal, April 22nd. Actually, a lot of stories started that day. / Montreal was a good place to be a 'site. Compared to the shot-on-sight policies of the Confederate States it was practically a haven. / It probably helped that Quebec's despot was 'site. President-for-life Janveaux was concerned with one thing: power. It paid to be on his good side, and we were. / Poster1: C'est un batard. Mais c'est notre batard.
/ (He's a bastard. But he's our bastard.) / Poster 2: The Church of the Pheonix / Street sign: Port de/of Montreal / Homeless man's sign: Not a zombie / Steve and Angie are canoodling. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111027.html |
| The port | Krelle: Tai had called the crew in to the Port District to help out with a special delivery. / I had never been inside the walls before. I remember noticing how clean everything was. / Nerrok had put me in charge of inventory. It was my first real job. / Boat: Ugly Swan http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111101.html |
| Big Girl Boots | Krelle (Narration): We never figured out if Adarakh came with the weather or if it was the other way around. Either way, his visits always had some serious cloud cover. / Giska: Looks like shit out there.
/ Nerrok: Yup. Make sure you wear your big girl boots. / (Giska flips Nerrok off.)
/ Caladrys: Where's Judas anyway?
/ His bike was here earlier. He gonna help us with the cargo or what? / Nerrok: I sent him out to get lunch.
/ Giska: Alone? With MONEY? / Krelle: He'll be ok, Giska. / Giska: You're so cute, Krelle. I'm not worried about HIM. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111102.html |
| Don't freak out. Get some lunch. | Sign: Street Meats
/ Judas (thinking:) Don't freak out.
/ Get some lunch. / Don't freak out.
/ Get some lunch.
/ Get some lunch. Don't freak out.
/ Get some lunch.
/ Don't freak out. / Don't freak out.
/ Get some lunch. / Voice: THAT GUY IS LOOKING AT YOU.
/ THE FUCK IS THAT GUY LOOKIN- / Judas: No. Don't freak out. Get some lunch. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111105.html |
| I'm not his babysitter. | Krelle: Oh.
/ Nerrok: I'm his boss, not his babysitter. Judas knows better than to be around for one of Adarakh's visits.
/ Krelle: How come? / Cal: The last time they met Judas threw a punch at him. / Krelle: He what!?
/ Giska: Hit him, too!
/ Krelle: HOW?! / Nerrok: Judas has a temper. Let's leave it there. / Krelle: ...anyways, where is Adarakh? He's late. / Caladrys: "A wizard is never late," Krelle! / Caladrys: "Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to." http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111109.html |
| Mr. Jiang is here. | Very sci-fi looking computer from the dystopian future: Ba-beep. Ba-beep. Ba-beep. / Caladrys: Speaking of arrivals, Mr. Jiang is here. / Nerrok: Roger that. / Giska: Nervous?
/ Krelle: No! / Krelle: Well, yeah. I mean it's the boss's boss. And Adarakh's coming too! I never met a cloudie. / Krelle: I mean I-
/ Giska: Relax, Lucky. He won't bite.
/ Krelle: HHHNNNGGGGGG! http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111111.html |
| Look out! | (thought bubbles only) / Judas: Saint-ciboire de tabarnak. / Humans. / Voice: THAT GUY'S LOOKING AT YOU.
/ Judas: Don't freak out. / Voice: DON'T LET THEM SAY ANYTHING.
/ Judas: Get some lunch.
/ Voice: THEY SAY ANYTHING YOU HAVE TO FUCK THEM UP. / Judas: Don't freak out. Get some lunch.
/ Voice: THEY HATE YOU. / Voice: BEHIND YOU.
/ Judas: Don't freak out. Get some -
/ Judas and Voice: LOOK OUT! http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111114.html |
| Reims | Judas: Viarge! Don't surprise me like that, Reims! Trou d'cul!
/ Reims: Saw ya in da 'indah. Arder ne a rak? / Judas: A rat? I don't think they serve rat in here. / Reims scowls. / Judas: No? No rat? What do you want? A rack? Did you say "rack"? / Judas: They don't have ribs here, either. / Reims: A RATHK, shithead. / Judas: Oh, how could I have misunderstood you? Of course I can order you a "wrap".
/ Reims: Than-nkss.
/ Judas: I don't see why you don't order it yourself. You're too shy.
/ Various patrons: "Cover your fuckin' mouth!"
/ "Eek!"
/ "Calisse! I'm eating over here!"
/ "Gross!"
/ "GRPHLUGK!" http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111117.html |
| Tai, this is Krelle. | Tai: ...but if the storms block the view from orbit then I can see why he waits for them. / Tai: Good afternoon, Giska, Cal. / Giska and Cal: Afternoon, Sir. / Tai: Ah, and this is your new hire, Nerrok?
/ Nerrok: Yeah, c'mere Squirt. Tai, this is Krelle. / Krelle: Pleased to meet you Mr. Jiang. / Tai: Likewise. Nerrok has told me a lot about you. / Krelle: Um. He has? http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111122.html |
| I'm sure you'll manage. | Nerrok: Only the good stuff. Coffee, Tai? / Tai: Sure, thanks. Where's Jim? And Ajeera? / Nerrok: Jim's helping Ollie take care of that thing in Toronto. Red's visiting family down east. / Giska: Which SUCKS because moving heavy shit is totally their specialty. / Tai: I'm sure you'll manage. / Giska: Yes SIR! / Tai: Everything ready for Adarakh?
/ Nerrok: Krelle? http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111126.html |
| Cargo manifest | Krelle: The cargo manifest reads six crates from London, an irregular, fragile package from Rome...
/ Three cases of "classified" ammunition... / A shielded carrying case with - and I'm quoting here - "God knows what" inside of it,
/ Forty palettes of foodstuffs and the complimentary box of cuban cigars. / Everything on that list was accounted for in the loading bay as of... / ...eighteen minutes ago. / Nerrok: What she said. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111129.html |
| The Ugly Swan | Tai: I see. Do either of you know if the Ugly Swan arrived safely in port yet? They were having engine trouble when they left Quebec city earlier.
/ Krelle: The Swan arrived an hour ago, sir. / Krelle: They're going to need to make repairs before continuing to Ottawa though. Most of the passengers have gotten off here and are going by land. The transit guild was notified. / Krelle: The Swan estimates thirty six hours for repair but with the snow coming it'll be forty. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111202.html |
| How much are you paying her? | Tai: And how much are you paying her?
/ Nerrok: She's still in training, technically.
/ Tai: http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111206.html |
| Joe and the Whale | Sound of water pouring off of Adarakh's submarine, the Jonah's Whale, as it surfaces: KSSSSHHHHHHHH http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111208.html |
| I call forklift! | Giska: I call the forklift!
/ Cal: Oof! / Krelle: Giska punches people a lot.
/ Cal: Yes. Yes she does. / Cal: Go say hi to Adarakh. I gotta get the warehouse open.
/ Giska: Yay! Mr. Forklift! You and me, buddy! / Sub door opening: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111213.html |
| Welcome back to Montreal, Professor. | Tai: Professor! Welcome back to Montreal.
/ Adarakh: Thank you, Guildmaster. Nerrok! You're well? / Nerrok: Everything's in the green, Professor.
/ Adarakh: Excellent, Excellent. I - oh, who's this? / Krelle is putting on her hat. / Nerrok: This is Krelle. She's new. / Adarakh: So she is! Come here, child. / Krelle: Hello, Professor.
/ Adarakh: How old are you, Krelle? / Krelle: Hard to say, sir. I rose about a year ago but I don't remember anything before then. Maybe twelve? / Adarakh: Fascinating. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111216.html |
| And where are you from, Krelle? | Adarakh: And where are you from, Krelle? / Krelle: From here, as far as I know.
/ Adarakh: And do you work for the guild?
/ Krelle: I work for Nerrok.
/ Adarakh: My goodness. Do you, now? / Adarakh: And what do you do for Nerrok? / Krelle: Logistics. / Adarakh: Marvelous! http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111220.html |
| Let's get out of the snow. | Tai: Can we offer you some coffee, Adarakh? Let's get out of the snow. / Adarakh: I would never refuse a hot coffee.
/ Nerrok: Krelle, make sure everything gets on the ship.
/ Krelle: Yessir. / Adarakh: Where on earth did you find her?
/ Nerrok: She just showed up. Why are you so interested in her?
/ Adarakh: OH! Well, it's unusual to... http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111223.html |
| Listen, Sparky. | Krelle: Hi, I'm Krelle.
/ Sparky: Yes, I'm aware. Now if you can
/ Giska: HEADS UP! / Sparky: Dear God in heaven!
/ Giska: Zoom!
/ Sparky: What would your superiors say if they witnessed this reckless display!? / Giska: Good job on not punching the wormy guy, Giska! You rock! / Sparky: Well I must say that I expected a higher level of professionalism from Montreal's shipping authority.
/ Giska: Yeah, we get that a lot. / Sparky: Are you even guild certified?
/ Giska: Listen, I'm the only N.A. Jammer with three fatalities in one season. / Sparky: What does that even mean? / Giska: Heads up, Sparky!
/ CRASH
/ Sparky: Augh, that's fragile! / Giska: Woopsy! / Krelle: Ivar!? http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20111230.html |
| He's in the Crew, just leave it. | Reims: I saw ya a' tha haul last yeek.
/ Judas: Oh yeah? That's cool. The sound was good but the -
/ Belligerent Guy: Hey, Skinny. / Belligerent Guy: Tell your rotter friend to keep his mouth shut. We're tryin' to eat. / Voice: THAT'S BULLSHIT YOU CAN'T LET
/ Judas thinking: Don't freak out.
/ Judas: Yeah, sorry about that. He was just really excited about your hat.
/ Belligerent Guy: I'm... not wearing a hat. / Judas: He didn't say you were wearing it, just that he liked it. Crisse, you're thick. / Judas: So yeah. You were at the Hole? The sound was good but the booze was too expensive.
/ Belligerent Guy's friend: Dude, he's in the Crew. Just leave it. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20120103.jpg |
| Hi Thar! | Joe: Ivar? Is that French? I don't speak any French. / Krelle: Uh - I said hi thar! Lookin' at the sub?
/ Joe: I guess. NEver seen one up close before.
/ Krelle: Did you come in on the Swan?
/ Joe: Yeah. / Krelle: Well... um, welcome to Montreal. I'm Krelle. My friends call me Lucky. / Krelle: Man, I'm introducing myself a lot today... / (Joe's flask is empty) / (He puts it away) / Joe: ...Joe. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20120106.html |
| Waiting to die | Krelle: What brings you to Montreal, Joe?
/ Joe: I'm waitin' to die, I guess. / Krelle: Ohhh. Infected? / Joe:L What's it to you, kid?
/ Krelle (lifting her goggles): It's not that bad, you know. / Joe: Jesus Harold Christ! IS everyone a fuckin' zombie here?"
/ Krelle: Only the cool people. Have you been to see the birds yet? / Joe: The birds?
/ Krelle: The Church of the Phoenix. They're the ones you want to talk to if you're in the terminal stage. / Krelle: Helping people rez is sorta their thing. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20120110.html |
| Short on gold | Joe: Oh. I've heard of the church, yeah. I'm a bit short on gold, though.
/ Krelle: You can always earn your keep with them. / Krelle: The local chapter's run by a really nice guy - Father Rheinhardt. The Padre would never turn an infected away.
/ Joe:L All right. I guess I'll check it out. Thanks, Krelle. Ah, do you know how to get there from here?
/ Krelle: Yeah. / Krelle: It's not even that far. If you-
/ Giska: KRELLE! Get yer skinny arse over here! / Joe: Do you need-
/ Krelle: Gimme a minute! / Joe: ... sure. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20120113.html |
| welcome to street meats | Cashier: Welcome-to-Street-Meats-can-I-take-your-order?
/ Judas: Alright, I need six large chicken kebabs, two street meat platters - / Voice: The mouthy trou de cul is leaving - watch your back
/ Judas: Thre nan baskets and three dips. Hey Reims - / Voice:He's going to get his buddies they'll come back and kick your ass
/ JudasL You wanted a wrap, right?
/ Reims: 'eth. / Voice: You should get out of here
/ Judas: You want mayo on that?
/ Reims: 'eth. / Judas: No may?
/ Reims: hhh.... hyesss...
/ Voice: need to get out... / Judas: And a wrap. Hold the mayo.
/ Reims: Hhhhhhhhhahte...
/ Voice: (dialogue is obscured) http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20120117.html |
| Stow it, Sparky | Krelle: What?
/ Giska: We can't find the lumpy thing from Rome. Where was it? / Krelle: On top of the second set of palettes, right in plain sight.
/ Giska: Well it wasn't there, cause I already got the palettes on board. You sure that's where it was? / Krelle: Yes. And I locked the bay door. / Sparky: The professor will be most upset if -
/ Giska: Stow it, Sparky! Cal! The lumpy thing's gone for a walk! /
/ Cal(over radio): Merde! I'll get high ground. Close the gates.
/ Giska: Right, can't have gone far. Krelle, go get Nerrok. Discretely. / Giska: DISCRETELY! / Joe: Everything ok?
/ Krelle: Oh! Yeah, finefinefine! Pard'nmeaminute! / Joe looks unconvinced. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20120120.html |
| Oh, she definitely is | Nerrok, from other room: ... never mentioned it, Tai. If she is, then I'm pretty sure she doesn't know.
/ Adarakh, from other room: Oh she definitely is, gentlemen, but it's not clear - / Krelle: So sorry to disturb. Nerrok... / Krelle: Uh...
/ Tai: What is it?
/ Krelle: Uh. Nerrok, Giska needs you for a thing. / Tai: Problem?
/ Nerrok: I got it. Pardon me. / Adarakh: No rush. I don't have to leave for a few hours yet. http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20120124.html |
| Doctor McGlowyeyes | Cashier: That'll be thirty-seven cents even.
/ Reims: 'Nks.
/ Judas: Here. / Cashier: Half a gram makes thirteen centigrams your change. Merci, come again! / Judas: I'm gonna drop this merde off at the port and head back to the firehall. / Judas: Crissin' doctor McGlowyeyes is moochin' around today.
/ Adarakh (in Judas' mind): Excelsior!! / Judas: If I have to see his crissin' face smirkin 'at me again j'vais lui c?lisser une vol?e! http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20120127.html |
| Is that... | Reims: Eng-lesh, Jadas.
/ Judas: J'men c?lisse. You should come to the hall. I know you're not busy, mon estie. / Judas: Wanna get fucked up? I got a forty. The derby's on later.
/ Reims: Enh. / Judas: Fine. I'll drink, you brood. / Reims: Eth. / Judas: Hey... that van... / Judas: Is that... / Morris: Is that... http://sites.comicgenesis.com/d/20120131.html |
