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Moving In [[Ian enters, holding a box, facing Chad.]] / Ian: Hello, you must be Chad Minor, right? I'm your new roomate. / [[Chad puts his hands on his face, wiggling his figers disturblingly.]] / Chad: BlEhWWAawaWAaa... / Ian: I'm... / Ian: ...Utterly Confused...
The Call of UT [[Ian calmly jogs down the dorm hall]] / Ian (thinking): Must meet new people... Make new friends... / [[Ian stops in bewilderment with a hand up to his chin after passing a door]] / Computer behind the door: ULTRA KILL! / [[While playing a computer game in his dorm room, Drew is taken completely by...
Pika Hate [[Outside, Ian unamusedly stares at a pokeball that drops down in front of him]] / Off-panel voice: Pikachu, I choose you! / [[With the same expression, Ian points a gun at the forehead of the Pokemon Pikachu, who is petrified with fright]] / Ian: PK7, I choose you... / <> / Pikachu: Pika? / [[Now...
Damn Campers Computer: _IAN_ put a bullet through Sage's head. / Sage: Sheeeeeeet / Computer: _IAN_ put a bullet through Drew's head / Drew: Son-of-a... / Drew: Damn it Ian! Will you quit SNIPING!?!
 
Must Claw Out Eyes [[Ian walks down the dorm hall in a daze, tired, as bubbles float above his head with popping noises]] / Label: 3:00 AM / [[A large, naked man dashes by Ian, flailing his arms in the air while running down the hall in the opposite direction]] / Naked Man: FOOTBALL!! WOooOoo... / [[Still walking, Ian...
What's Pol-Eh Tix? [[Ian walks down the dorm hall in a sort of daze, tired, with bubbles above his head going "pop"]] / Label: 3:00 AM (election night) / [[John, one of the the dorm's inhabitants who's currently wearing a blue cap and white shirt with the American flag and Republican elephant inscribed on it, suddenly...
Dorm Hulk [[Ian walks down the dorm hall in a sort of daze, possibly drunk, with bubbles above his head going "pop"]] / Label: 3:00 AM / [[Ian becomes incredibly startled by the sudden appearance of a Genestealer, a Tyranid beast from the tabletop game Warhammer 40,000, who points at Ian's pants]] / Ian: Oh Crap... / Genestealer:...
Frustrating Rival {{"FRUSTRATING RIVAL"}} / [[Ian walking down dormatory hallway]] / Narrator: (still) 3 AM / [[Bubbles pop above Ian's head]] / Bubbles: *pop* *pop* / / offpanel: *CouGh* / Bubbles: *pop* *pop* / / [[monster resembling Nemisis enters frame]] / Ian: why do you keep fallowing me around ? / Monster:...
Too Much Capture the Flag Announcer: And now, the Metal Guard Marching Band! / / Ian: Viva la Red Team!
 
JM And His Mad Skillz <> [[JM rollerblades around Ian]] / <> [[JM rollerblades around Ian again]] / JM: Come on Ian, can't you go any faster? / Ian: Shut-it, wheel boy...
Enter the Miciah [[With his arms folded, Ian stands behind Micah, who is playing a game on his computer]] / Ian: Hey, Miciah What's that? / Micah: Ever Quest / Ian: ...and why are you a Gnome? / [[The image changes to that of a bald, large-nosed gnome dressed in purple]] / Micah: Dude, I am more than a mere "Gnome." / Micah:...
It's Just a Comic, John [[Ian stands in front of a large red curtain with his hands in his pockets, calmly speaking to an unseen audience, viewers of the comic]] / Ian: Recently I decided to only draw comics on weekdays and take Saturday and Sunday off. / Ian: Various people here in the hall have expressed their distaste for...
Hair Ball [[Ian lays comfortably on a blue couch]] / Ian: Ahhhh... Thanksgiving break. No more classes, free food, sleepin in, free time, old friends, relaxation, and of course... / [[Ian becomes disrupted when a couple of constantly-meowing, hair-shedding cats jump in]] / [[Even more meowing cats appear, crowding...
Werble Ian: Hey, Wazzup J.M.? / JM: Not much. Who's your friend here? / [[Strange alien enters from left. Ian is horrified as alien smiles]] / Ian: What fri- "eep" / [[Ian collapses]] / Alien: I think I broke him
 
Well That Ain't Good [[JM sits at his desk, typing on his laptop while Ian,with his hand up to his mouth, looks over JM's shoulder ]] / Ian: Dang-it. The water here is so hard it keeps causing me to break out with zits. / [[Ian lowers his arm as JM's eyes narrow]] / JM: Zits?!? / [[Ian becomes absolutely shocked when JM...
My apologies to Drew [[English major, who resembles Steve Irwin the Crocodile Hunter, outside of Drew's dorm]] / English Major: Hey Mates! Today on Call of the Wild, we're tracking the rare and elusive comp sci major! We've been studying this one 'ere for a few months now, and we think we're getting a pretty good picture...
Screw Mario [[Jon, Alan, and Ian are all sitting around with Nintendo 64 video game controllers in their hands, playing a game that makes various beeping noises]] / Ian: Nintendo multiplayer is so lame... / Ian: Tiny split-screen, Blurry resolution, Awful controls, Tiny level selection... / [[Ian stands up and points...
Tribute to Sam... But not really THAT funny Console: _IAN_ put a bullet through Sage's Head. / Console: Sam has the red flag! / Console: Sam seems to be puking on the red flag.. eww / Ian: Uh, you drunk Sam? / Sam: I plAy bettaR whEn I'vfe hAD a few...*hic*
I'll Take Geek To Block Matt: Boy, when you see someone that dorky with a girl that nice, it kind of gives you hope, doesn't it? / Ian: Yeah... / Matt: Kind of makes you want to kick his ass too, though. / Ian: Yeah...
 
Lazier Then Thou [[Micah types away at his computer while Ian stands behind him, point over his own shoulder with his thumb]] / Ian: Hey, I'm heading out for food, you want to come? / [[Ian puts both hands in his pockets as he awaits an answer from Micah, who is still focused on his computer]] / [[Ian impatiently looks...
Why I Failed English [[the guys sit around the TV]] / Matt: My grades are dropping because I hate all my classes. Oh guys, my life sucks. / JM: What is the good life? Is it simply decent grades? No, just having friends. / Micah: Still, my work beckons me to complete it, but Everquest says "No." / Ian: Bored college students'...
Now Who Will I Play FF With? [[Jon and Alan are seated with Nintendo 64 video game controllers in their hands while Ian stands, staring at them]] / Jon: Something Wrong, Ian? / [[Ian points at Jon]] / Ian: Jon, didn't you flunk out of college? What are you doing here? / [[Ian withdraws his index finger as Jon explains]] / Jon: Well,...
All the stupid people, where do they all come from? J.M: Hey, it's Jason. / Ian: You know this guy? / J.M: Yeah. Jason, this is Ian. Ian, Jason. / Ian: You know, I've actually seen you before, walking around campus before with some really cute girl. / Jason: Helen? / [[Jason rubs head]] / Jason: Yeah, I just broke up with her, actually. I wanted to date...
Glorified Giga-Pet [[Ian, in his usual outfit, and Matt, in his work clothes with his hands in his pockets, stand in what appears to be a storage room]] / Matt: So yeah, this is where I work at Integic. I test software and write documentation. / Ian: Gasp! / [[Ian points at a blue and silver Apple iMac computer sitting...
 
Not just style... But Function Matt: No. I'm not going to let you steal the iMac / Ian: Why not? / Ian: You said yourself it was just collecting dust. We could put this to great use back at the hall. / Ian: This is good hardware just going to waste! In fact, it would be immoral for us not to take it. / Matt: You're just saying that...
I'm not humping the iMac... Matt: Forget it. I'm not letting you walk off with company property / Ian: Hey, Matt... / Ian: How are the new games running on that 3-year-old system of yours? / Matt: Don't forget the Optical Mouse / Ian: That's my boy / Ian: ...but can you carry it? I'm running out of space here.
Mac Hall :: La Four's Stupid Hat Security Guard: Eh-hemmm... / Ian: AAAAUGH! Aah ha ha! / Ian: Um... this is all water weight, really. / <> / Security Guard: Did your stomach just boot up? / Ian: ah hee hee hee...
More Than Trippy Shading... Matt: I can't believe i didn't get fired! / Ian: I can't believe i didn't get arrested / TV: *%0&! / Ian: I never want to try something like that again! / Matt: Glad to hear it. I'm going to bed / TV: @#%! / Ian: What i want to try is sneaking in with custodial uniforms... / Matt: NO YOU DON'T

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