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| GPF Archive: Wednesday, November 7, 2001 | [[Mischief charges in, carrying the GPF universe like a football]]
/ Mischief: GAMESTER! / [[The Gamester is shown looking at another dimension-ball]]
/ Gamester: Not now, Mischief. I'm busy fixing something.
/ Mischief: But, Boss! It's that universe you had me watching! See? / [[Gamester looks at the GPF universe-ball, and sees the anomaly]]
/ Gamester: Come on... we have no time to lose...
/ Mischief: ?! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011107.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, November 8, 2001 | Mischief: So this is it? Is it just like you said? Is it happening like it did last time?
/ Gamester: Not exactly... / Gamester: There's a subtle change. That should give us _SOME_ hope, but not _TOO_ much. Other changes before yielded the same results. / Gamester: We will take every precaution, isolate this universe from the rest of the cosmos. That way, we may be able to reduce the damage... / Gamester: ... If this universe _/COLLAPSES/_ and destroys itself... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011108.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, November 9, 2001 | [[The Gamester and Mischief observe Trudy.]] / Mischief: How could one mortal wield so much power as to destroy her own universe...?
/ Gamester: Keep in mind, Mischief... / Gamester: She does not realize her actions will be so devastating. She is acting in her own self interests, with no regard to the dire consequences. / Mischief: So... Will we actively be involved?
/ Gamester: Not yet. We are still forbidden to directly interfere... / Gamester: However, if the worst happens, it will take all our powers to prevent the annihilation of the entire cosmos... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011109.html |
| GPF Archive: Saturday, November 10, 2001 | [[head shot of Gamester on left, Mischief forward and right of him]]
/ Mischief: So this is it... the beginning of the end.
/ Gamester: How morbidly philosophical of you, Mischief. Most unlike you. / [[View of Gamester and Mischief from behind (Gamester on right, Mischief left) with Mischief looking right towards Gamester. both are standing infront of a large glowing semi-sphere.]]
/ Mischief: So... when does it start?
/ Gamester: Not long... a mere twenty years into their future... / [[Top edge of of the glowing semi-sphere is visable just under the narrative text at the top. Visible inside the sphere is a city-scape. The view consists of (moving from left to right) a large, inverted triangle shaped robot with a long arm ending in a claw like hand a top a building in the foreground, a tall spire like building with a large sphere in the middle, two tall rectangular tower buildings withe the left broken and leaning on the right, a smaller building with an airplane crashed into it, a tower whose top is broken and jagged, two building in the background and the top of one building in the foreground.]]
/ Narration {{Gamester}}: "To understand the past,you must start by looking foreward and beyond..." http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011110.html |
| GPF Archive: Sunday, November 11, 2001 | [[In a very deteriorated street, a body lies on the ground, partially hidden by a building. A car has been turned over, a lamppost has falen onto it, a window has been shattered.]]
/ Loud voice: ATTENTION CITIZENS... IT IS 1930 HOURS... CURFEW IS NOW IN EFFECT.
/ Unseen person: HUFF
/ Unseen person: HUFF
/ Unseen person: HUFF / [[Two hovering yellow robots chase a running shadowy figure. The robots have "POLICE BOT" written on their torso.]]
/ Loud voice: ATTENTION CITIZENS... IT IS 1930 HOURS... CURFEW IS NOW...
/ Robot: HALT!
/ Shadowy figure: HUFF... HUFF... / Robot: YOU ARE IN VIOLATION OF GLOBAL ORDINANCE HB301, VIOLATION OF CURFEW. YOU ARE UNDER ARREST. / [[The shadowy figure turns. It is a man with shaggy black hair, wearing a trenchcoat and sunglasses. He fires a futuristic-looking red gun.]]
/ Man: VIOLATE THIS!
/ < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011111.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, November 12, 2001 | {{note: Part of the Surreptitious Machinations story arc.}}
/ [[Flashback for Todd, but in GPF's possible future.]]
/ Todd: My mom used to tell me this was a beautiful city... long before the police bots and seekers... / Todd: Now I race through ruins, a civilization crushed beneath an iron heel... They tell me I'm the last hope for freedom... / [[Todd runs between two laser beams as two police bots fly after him]]
/ Todd: ...provided I don't get my head blown off first... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011112.html |
| GPF Archive: Tuesday, November 13, 2001 | {{Part of the Surreptitious Machinations story arc.}}
/ [[Todd reaches an alley. The shadows of the bots are right behind him]]
/ Todd: Ah, crap... dead end. No doubt now... I'm toast. / [[An adult Sidney hops up onto the van on the street, wielding a large energy weapon]]
/ Sidney: Get down.
/ Todd: ulm
/ < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011113.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, November 14, 2001 | {{Part of the Surreptitious Machinations story arc.}}
/ Sydney: You're two hours late.
/ Todd: Yeah, well, I ran into a few old friends. / Sydney: And you almost led them to our base...
/ Todd: What's left of it, that is. Like there's anyone left to find... / Sydney: Todd, can't you take this seriously? The rebellion --
/ Todd: Is practically dead. Face it, Sid. We're all that's left. / Todd: Everyone's dead, the empress has won, and now all we have to look forward to is death.
/ Sydney (thinking): Just the type of guy I want to be our last hope... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011114.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, November 15, 2001 | [[Todd and Sidney go down stairs in a run-down building]]
/ Todd: Lessee... behind the hologram wall, down two flights, turn left... I remember now... / [[Sidney looks nervous as Todd is about to open the door]]
/ Todd: And don't forget the trick door knob...
/ Sidney: Wait! The prof aded some new-- / [[Several weapons, from laser cannons to shotguns, are pointed at Todd, who jumps up in fright]] / < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011115.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, November 16, 2001 | [[Todd enters a room, followed by Sydney]]
/ Prof [with an odd voice]: You're late, my boy.
/ Todd: Sorry sir. I ran into some bots on my way here. / Prof: Did you retrieve it?
/ Todd: Yeah. The lab wasn't heavily guarded, but they caught on pretty fast. / [[Todd holds up a crystal]]
/ Prof: Ah... excellent. You did well. Not even damaged. Socrates?
/ Socrates: Coming, Prof... / [[Todd hands the crystal to a slime mold]]
/ Prof: Socrates, insert the crystal into its proper place. Todd and Sydney, follow me... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011116.html |
| GPF Archive: Saturday, November 17, 2001 | {{Part of the Surreptitious Machinations story arc.}}
/ Prof. Wisebottom: It is only a matter of time before the Seekers and Bots find us. Time is of the essence. / Prof. Wisebottom: Do you remember all I taught you, Todd?
/ Todd: Yes, sir. And it's all memorized. No evidence if I am caught. / Prof. Wisebottom: Good. We will only have one chance, so failure is not an option. Most likely, you will never return. / [[We are treated to a view of the time machine. It looks very much like the one from the H. G. Wells "Time Machine" movie.]]
/ Todd: If I succeed, sir, I shouldn't have to. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011117.html |
| GPF Archive: Sunday, November 18, 2001 | {{Part of the Surreptitious Machinations story arc.}}
/ Prof. Wisebottom: Time travel is a very delicate process, my boy. And don't forget, the Time Machine is old and in poor condition. / Prof. Wisebottom: The Machine has only been used a few times, and has since sat here gathering dust. It might not even run.
/ Sydney: That would end this little scheme fast... / Todd: Prof, I've been thinking... what about a paradox? You know, the whole "kill your grandfather" bit? What if I... uh... you know... / Prof. Wisebottom: There's a risk, yes, but we will do like all good sci-fi stories tend to do...
/ Todd: What's that?
/ Prof. Wisebottom: Ignore it and hope for the best. / < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011118.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, November 19, 2001 | < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011119.html |
| GPF Archive: Tuesday, November 20, 2001 | [[Wisebottom talks with Socrates]]
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: Socrates, initiate the pre-launch sequence!
/ Socrates: Right, Prof! / [[Todd gazes at Sidney as she runs off and Wisebottom approaches him]]
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: Quit swooning, boy. You have to move quickly.
/ Todd: Sid... / [[Todd looks angry]]
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: She's loved you for years, you know....
/ Todd: Then why hasn't she told me?
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: Not sure. / [[Sidney runs off with a laser pistol]]
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: She'll be okay, though. She's tough... she has a lot of her _father_ in her. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011120.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, November 21, 2001 | [[Socrates sits on the time machine as Todd gets in]]
/ Socrates: Pre-launch complete. The time machine is ready to go!
/ Todd: Thanks, Socrates. / [[Wisebottom receives information via a communicator]]
/ Communicator: The bots have broken through to Section Seven!
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: Acknowledged / Wisebottom's computer voice: Todd! Don't forget; under no circumstances should you reveal future information to people in the past, especially _me_! / Wisebottom's computer voice: And whatever you do, do _not_ contact your-
/ Communicator: They're in the lower lev--
/ < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011121.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, November 22, 2001 | [[Todd is seated in the time machine and prepares to engage it]]
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: There's no time! Go, Todd! Don't hesitate!
/ Todd: Right! / [[Todd pushes a button]]
/ Todd: God, if you really do exist, let this contraption--
/ < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011122.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, November 23, 2001 | < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011123.html |
| GPF Archive: Saturday, November 24, 2001 | {{Part of the Surreptitious Machinations story arc.}}
/ Doctor "O": Your time is up, Prof. Wisebottom. Your resistance is destroyed. Your troops decimated. You belong to us. / Prof. Wisebottom: That is where you are wrong, Doctor O. The final nail has been driven. The Empress' reign of terror is all but finished.
/ Socrates: Yeah! / Doctor "O": Infidel! How dare you blasphere --
/ Voice (off-panel): Enough, Doctor O! / [[Empress Trudy's shadow can be seen on the back wall.]]
/ Empress Trudy (off-panel): I will handle this myself.
/ Sydney and Wisebottom: <> http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011124.html |
| GPF Archive: Sunday, November 25, 2001 | {{Part of the Surreptitious Machinations story arc.}}
/ [[Dr. O looks shocked as Empress Trudy approaches]]
/ Doctor "O": M-My Empress! I-I did not know you were aboard...
/ Empress Trudy: And miss the final blow to the rebellion? I think not... / [[A police bot holds Sidney in its claw, as another prepares to grab Wisebottom]]
/ Empress Trudy: Bots, restrain the prisoners.
/ Sydney: NGH!
/ Dr. Otto Wisebottom: Oh, my... / [[Sidney struggles in the claw as Trudy stands face to face with her]]
/ Sydney: You'll... never... get... ngh!
/ Empress Trudy: Dear Sydney, don't forget... I brought you into this world, so I can take you out of it. / [[Empress Trudy and Dr. O look at Socrates]]
/ Doctor "O": And the slime mold?
/ Empress Trudy: Doctor "O"... Your sidearm...
/ Socrates: gulp! / [[Empress Trudy destroys Socrates with a blast of the energy gun. Wisebottom looks on]]
/ Empress Trudy: I always hated those annoying blobs of goo...
/ Dr. Otto Wisebottom: Socrates!
/ < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011125.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, November 26, 2001 | [[Wisebottom sadly gazes upon Socrates' remains]]
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: Poor Socrates...
/ Empress Trudy: If I were you, professor, I'd be more concerned about _myself_... / [[Wisebottom looks angry]]
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: You are a hideous, vile, woman Trueheart. You may enjoy your power now, but soon your reign will fall. / [[Empress Trudy grins. Wisebottom looks nervous]]
/ Empress Trudy: You wouldn't happen to refer to your little rat Todd and his "secret mission," do you, Professor?
/ Wisebottom's computer voice: H-how do you...? / [[Empress Trudy is revealed as who she is]]
/ Empress Trudy: Dear, sweet old man... I know _everything_... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011126.html |
| GPF Archive: Tuesday, November 27, 2001 | [[Dr. O reports to Empress Trudy as a police bot carries a prisoner]]
/ Dr. O: The rest of the base is secure, my lady.
/ Empress Trudy: Excellent. Go over it thoroughly, doctor. I want a full report. / Dr. O: And the prisoners? / Empress Trudy: Torture them. Make sure they suffer before they die. Make it as slow as possible. / [[Dr. O turns, revealing the back of his body]]
/ Dr. O: And what of the old man's threat? And this boy's "secret mission?"
/ Empress Trudy: You worry too much, Doctor / [[Empress Trudy holds a time remote]]
/ Empress Trudy: As usual, your empress has everything under control. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011127.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, November 28, 2001 | [[Dr. O stands by as Trudy examines the remote]]
/ Dr. O: The device is untested, my lady. We don't even know if it will work.
/ Empress Trudy: Oh, it will work. I _know_ it will., / Empress Trudy: We followed the plans stolen from the old man. It is an exact functional duplicate, although smaller, using more modern components. / Dr. O: Finding a crystal that small was difficult, however, which reminds me...
/ Empress Trudy: The other crystal is gone. The boy has it. / Dr O.: Shall we send bots after him?
/ Empress Trudy: Not where he's gone. I'll handle him _myself_. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011128.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, November 29, 2001 | Future Trudy: Is the other device ready?
/ Dr. O: Yes, My Lady... / Dr. O: Although I don't understand its purpose. It doesn't make sense. Why would you build a weapon in the form of...
/ Future Trudy: ENOUGH / Future Trudy: Must I constantly put you in your place, Doctor? You are to do as I say, build my machines. Your insolence should be severely punished! / Dr. O: I'm sorry, My Lady. I beg forgiveness...
/ Future Trudy: Fortunately for you, I have more evil things to accomplish... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011129.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, November 30, 2001 | Empress Trudy: Activate the weapon, then fit it with the other remote. Use the pre-set coordinates I gave you.
/ Dr. O.: Yes, my lady. / Empress Trudy: Have a full battalion of bots waiting at the palace. When I return, I will most likely have company.
/ Dr. O.: Yes, my lady. / Empress Trudy: Send out the seekers, just in case there are any pockets of rebels left.
/ Dr. O.: Yes, my lady. / Empress Trudy: You'll be in charge until I get back, Doctor "O". I expect my empire to be intact when I return.
/ Dr. O.: Yes, my lady. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011130.html |
| GPF Archive: Saturday, December 1, 2001 | {{Part of Surreptitious Machinations story arc.}}
/ Empress Trudy (thinking): I've waited so long, and finally the circle is complete. At last, my domination will be absolute... / [[Empress Trudy sheds a tear and uses a handheld control device.]]
/ Empress Trudy (thinking): Ah... my friends... How long I've missed seeing you... especially... but that can never be again...
/ < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011201.html |
| GPF Archive: Sunday, December 2, 2001 | [[Inside a clothing store.]]
/ Ki: Ooo... this'll be perfect for my mom.
/ Nick: Hmph. / Ki: What's your problem, Mr. Scrooge?
/ Nick: I hate the over commercialization of Christmas. / Nick: Christmas is supposed to be a joyous time of celebration, not of sales, price gouging, and greed. It seems we as a society spend more time fighting over toys and gifts than thinking of others. / Nick: Sure, there's the superficial signs of giving, but it's overshadowed by lust for materialism. And furthermore-- / {{While Nick is not paying attention, Ki places a santa hat on Nick's head. She takes a moment to look amused.}} / Nick: Are you happy?
/ Ki: I am now! {{Laughing}} http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011202.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, December 3, 2001 | [[At a crowded store, during the Christmas shopping rush]]
/ Ki: oh, come on, ebenezer. christmas _is_ a time of joy and celebration. you just focus too much on the negatives to see it.
/ Nick: okay... / Nick: but you can't deny that many folks lose sight of giving selflessly by getting selfishly. we give out of obligation and get out of greed. / Nick: look at this mall. they wanted the holiday profits so badly, they had christmas decorations up before halloween! where was thanksgiving? / Ki: fine. i'll return the present i got you that goes "beep."
/ Nick: now let's not be too hasty... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011203.html |
| GPF Archive: Tuesday, December 4, 2001 | Nick: I'm sorry, Ki. It's just hard not to get discouraged thinking about how nasty people get during the holidays...
/ Ki: I understand.... / Ki: But what _you_ need to remember is that there are still folks out there who see Christmas for what it _should_ be, instead of how much "loot" they can gather. / Nick: Okay, okay... Just don't make me sing carols in the car...
/ Ki: That's my little pessimist! / Nick: You know, you tend to get annoyingly cheerful this time every year...
/ Ki: I know! Wheee! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011204.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, December 5, 2001 | [[Substitute Santa talking with a boy]]
/ Santa: And what do you want for Christmas, son?
/ Boy: I wanna Mega-morphin' Poketurtle Deluxe playset with kung fu action! / Santa: Ho ho ho! What else?
/ Boy: A baby brother!
/ Santa: You'll have to talk to your parents about that one! Ho ho - / {{Time machine spawns}}
/ < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011205.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, December 6, 2001 | Todd [[thinking]]: Ngh... "Any crash you can walk away from is a good one." This one must be pretty bad... / [[Todd looks around at the candy-cane decorations]]
/ Todd [[thinking]]: Where the heck did I land? It looks like some sick movie fantasy world... / Todd [[thinking]]: Blast! The crystal is smashed! That clinches it... whenever I am, it looks like I'm stuck here for good...
/ Guard: HALT! / Todd [[thinking]]: Just great... guards. At least they're not flying metal robots with lasers...
/ Guard: Stop, or I'll... I'll *Mace* you! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20011206.html |
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