I really don’t like the thought of Marcie’s voice loss, which seems like a huge sore spot, being the result of anything Slipshine-worthy. It seems like that would be a really tough read, to understate it as much as possible.
I like chicken. I sometimes want to eat McNuggets. But a box of 50? Can an actual human being eat that many and not die of a massive heart attack in short order?
Sure. you spread it out over 36 hours, and drink LOTS of water… and a bowl of peas.
Keulen
I regularly eat 20 chicken nuggets at a time with no problems. Though I’ve never had 50 in a single sitting, and I usually eat Burger King nuggets not McDonalds.
That’s without SAUCE. Buffalo Sauce adds 420 calories to the order…Tangy BBQ adds 600. As for sodium, the Buffalo Sauce would add 6500mg and the BBQ would add 3100mg. Or Walky being Walky, he might go for the limited-locations Habanero Sauce, for 960 calories and 2200mg of Sodium.
ProfessorDetective
If I can eat 30 Krystal sliders in two hours, then fifty McNuggets should be no problem.
Deanatay
They’re called ‘college students’. You wouldn’t BELIEVE some of the things they pass through their digestive tracts.
Yeah, New Danny is a hoot. He seems to have a sense of humor about himself, and he’s got a lot more confidence having chosen silliness over angst.
I hope he doesn’t blow it if he ever realizes that he’s the only person on campus that Sal seems to trust. Ultra-cool motorcycle-riding tough girl Sal trusts *him*, Danny the dork. I think it’s because he’s genuinely a kind person, so if he does start to go angst on her, she’ll tell him to knock it off because he has what’s important.
Nono
New Danny is kinda like Ethan who’s gotten over half his insecurities.
Maybe not as outwardly hot, but hey, self-confidence has its own form of attractiveness.
Joyce, Billie, Danny and Walky carefully explored the packed store, fully of strange objects. Walky carefully picked up and examined a small compass surrounded by a glass ball that seemed to use a gyroscope to rotate so that it was always facing the user no matter how they held the ball. The shop was a giant circle with a glass dome over the top of it. Within its very center lay a large sundial that displayed an image of a golden chariot without a rider being chased by a girl riding a wolf, wrapping around the dial’s edges. Examining this strange site, Danny was snuck up upon by a young woman wearing a golden colored dress. Her rose colored hair was tied up in a bun and her face was one where her grey eyes would betray her true feelings no matter how her mouth lied.
Sheena: Hello, traveler.
Danny: Gah!
Danny jumped up in surprise turning around to see the young female in front of him.
Sheena: Sorry, did I scare you?
Danny: No, it’s all right. What’s up?
Sheena: Birds, the clouds, people who have cast levitation spells.
Danny: I mean what’s going on with you.
Sheena: Ah, I noticed you were examining the images on the dial.
Danny: I guess?
Sheena: You don’t understand what they mean?
Danny: No clue, I can infer that the chariot represents the sun and the girl represents the moon though.
Sheena: Yes, but its more complex than that. Please let me tell you of my land’s history.
Danny: Sure.
Sheena: Thank you, in the times before the founding of this land there existed a young man and woman, named Solis and Luna respectively, they were gods who ruled over the earliest peoples. They would constantly fight over the existence of humanity, with the male always being against and the female always being for. The man had a golden chariot which would blaze with a mighty heat and shine like, well the sun. The female had a pet wolf known as Lanis. One day the man lost control of his chariot and it launched itself into the heavens, understanding that this constant heat would eventually burn the land asunder the female mounted her wolf and dedicated herself to keeping the world in equilibrium by always following the chariot.
Danny: But what happened Solis?
Sheena: They say that without his chariot he lost the ability to stay within the mortal plane, and now exists only as a spirit without a way to form a physical body in this world.
Danny: Wait, who are you?
Sheena: I am Sheena, priestess of Luna and keeper of this towns shrine.\
Billie: Danny, we got a map! Stop talking to the hot chick and come on.
Sheena: But I am perfectly cool, also I am not a baby chicken.
Danny: Ignore her.
Danny turns around to leave and for the first time Sheena notices his uke.
Sheena: Your instrument.
Danny: What about it.
Sheena: Give it to me.
Danny: What! Why?
Sheena: Trust me.
Reluctantly, Danny hands his uke over to Sheena who examines it in her hand before holding it in the air by the handle and chanting words that Danny had no chance at following. Finally, she handed the uke back.
Danny: What did you do?
Sheena: I have created a connection between you and the goddess Luna through your instrument. Whenever you must call upon her help you must simply play it and you may summon a weaker astral presentation of her and her wolf, and its said in ones most dire hour playing it will allow her to come directly for one minute.
Danny: That’s…impressive. Can all priestesses do that?
Sheena: No, only I have that particular ability.
Danny: Why?
Sheena: Meet me where the moon hits the water and I will tell you more, now go to your friends.
Danny turned and started to leave, looking behind him one more time, but she was already gone.
I think its a ratty old hoodie, known as such but not drawn that way, and neither it nor the Butt Taco shirt under it have been washed since Dorothy redressed his.
She could make him dress up (for an increase in butt-grabbings) but she had yet to remake him into a guy who is ready to live completely like a grown-up.
(I remember that I didn’t keep the most thoroughly clean dorm room as a frosh.)
Roborat
He doesn’t want to risk staining his formal hoodie.
… I think he’s wearing the Butt Taco shirt under that.
Dangit, Walky, you’ve been on pause for thirty minutes and already you’ve lost all sense of civilization. (Not that I have the right to judge; without my boyfriend I would likely sleep until noon and never make my bed.)
I have never understood the making-the-bed thing. You’re only going to unmake it and there doesn’t seem to be any upside in compensation. (This explanation never did go over well with my mom.)
I do make my own bed when I’m a houseguest because one doesn’t want to be that guy. But at home? Why?
(Unless it matters to someone who is or might be sharing your bedroom, of course.)
Yumi
Yeah, the times I’ve made a bed have been at other, non-home places. And even then I tend to sleep on top of comforters, so…
I didn’t grow up making my bed because I didn’t have a comforter on it, and I didn’t sleep under the sheets. Usually, actually, I’d just have a fitted sheet on the mattress and then sleep with a blanket on me. There really wasn’t much to “make” in the morning.
Knayt
It’s warmer. The edges that are tucked in trap heat much better than loose blankets. I personally prefer to solve this issue by adding more blankets, but tucking them in also works.
Inahc
Whenever blankets are tucked in like that, I have to pull most of them back out just to get in the bed, then pull the rest out so my feet don’t feel trapped.
136 thoughts on “Coin”
Ana Chronistic
“MEN o’ pause!”
“…”
“no wait”
SomeUnregPunk
You have the best comment/pun here.
And the best pun/name too.
Randrius
The internet is yours today, congratulations
Heavensrun
Leaves room for Joyce!
BBCC
Dammit, I knew we weren’t getting Marcie’s backstory that easy!
Doctor_Who
Maybe it’s available as DLC.
DarkoNeko
or, as we call it, slipshine
Michael Steamweed
I hereby voice my support of this development!
Delicious Taffy
I really don’t like the thought of Marcie’s voice loss, which seems like a huge sore spot, being the result of anything Slipshine-worthy. It seems like that would be a really tough read, to understate it as much as possible.
Gand
Also, 12 years olds.
C.
Patreon bonus strip?
Needfuldoer
That’s better.
LookingIn
And less likely to get the site shut down by feds…
UltraKyrie
i just realized what her comment in the last strip meant :(((
Screwball
At least we now know when Marcie lost her voice…
King Daniel
Fifty McNuggets strikes again!
Doctor_Who
I expect them to strike again 6-8 hours after he eats them.
tim gueguen
I like chicken. I sometimes want to eat McNuggets. But a box of 50? Can an actual human being eat that many and not die of a massive heart attack in short order?
DarkoNeko
Yes.
Khyrin
Sure. you spread it out over 36 hours, and drink LOTS of water… and a bowl of peas.
Keulen
I regularly eat 20 chicken nuggets at a time with no problems. Though I’ve never had 50 in a single sitting, and I usually eat Burger King nuggets not McDonalds.
ValdVin
Does eating 20 of them make you more or less likely to be regular?
I’ll.show myself out.
Delicious Taffy
Now, when you say “regular”…
ValdVin
…I mean in the euphemistic 1960s TV commercial term.
LookingIn
“What’s that horrible smell?”
“Walky’s in the bathroom again”
“no, I meant that awful chicken smell”
…I’ll show myself out
Plasma Mongoose
I could have handled 50 when I was a teenager, my stomach a bottomless pit in those days, these days 24 would be enough to leave me stuffed.
Needfuldoer
Apparently 50 nuggets has about 2200 calories, double the daily recommended serving of fat (133g), and over 4200mg of sodium (175% DV).
Enjoy that teenage metabolism while you still have it, Walky. In a few short years you’ll feel like garbage even thinking about that much junk food.
Stephen Bierce
That’s without SAUCE. Buffalo Sauce adds 420 calories to the order…Tangy BBQ adds 600. As for sodium, the Buffalo Sauce would add 6500mg and the BBQ would add 3100mg. Or Walky being Walky, he might go for the limited-locations Habanero Sauce, for 960 calories and 2200mg of Sodium.
ProfessorDetective
If I can eat 30 Krystal sliders in two hours, then fifty McNuggets should be no problem.
Deanatay
They’re called ‘college students’. You wouldn’t BELIEVE some of the things they pass through their digestive tracts.
Marsh Maryrose
“You eat 50 McNuggets, and what do you get?”
A lesson in steatorrhea.
ValdVin
I am fascinated by how you know a word which is a lot like “diarrhea”. But please don’t tell me how, or its meaning.
BigDogLittleCat
Your instincts are correct. You don’t want to know.
Sunny
I, being incurably curious, went and looked it up, and it’s really not so bad.
ValdVin
“An afternoon seated and deeper in…”
Huh, deeper suggests a lot of unpleasant things. I’ma stop right there.
SpruceGoose
Sorry Walky on pause is just a delayed broken up
Keulen
Apparently Walky only eats fifty mcnuggets when he’s single or “on pause”.
Architex
#include “nuggets.h”
poop Walky(){
if(status == “pause” || status == “single”){
for(int i = 0; i < 50; i++)
eatNugget();
}
else
//??
}
Delicious Taffy
This amuses me more than it should.
foamy
Wait, does this mean the end of New Danny?
Goki
I hope not, I like new Danny. He is delightfully pompous sometimes, but he means no harm and he has come a long way since the start of this comic.
BigDogLittleCat
Yeah, New Danny is a hoot. He seems to have a sense of humor about himself, and he’s got a lot more confidence having chosen silliness over angst.
I hope he doesn’t blow it if he ever realizes that he’s the only person on campus that Sal seems to trust. Ultra-cool motorcycle-riding tough girl Sal trusts *him*, Danny the dork. I think it’s because he’s genuinely a kind person, so if he does start to go angst on her, she’ll tell him to knock it off because he has what’s important.
Nono
New Danny is kinda like Ethan who’s gotten over half his insecurities.
Maybe not as outwardly hot, but hey, self-confidence has its own form of attractiveness.
Fart Captor
No, it just means New Danny is still a kid with more stuff to sort out.
The hat’s still there, so I think we’re good
ValdVin
New Danny I want to stay, and also the uke.
Needfuldoer
Old Danny had his own set of relationship problems to sort out. (He didn’t exactly treat Dorothy well when they were together.)
New Danny is an improvement, it would be a shame to bring back Danny Classic.
Archivist
He only had to approach the steps because they’re only on pause.
Nono
Yeah this air of nonchalance will end the minute Walky thinks some other dude is hitting on her.
David DeLaney
Or him.
–Dave, remember what strip we’re in
Ivy
Today I wish I could be like walky
Kutharos
I wish I could eat 50 McNuggets. I tried to go up to 30 and barley did it with a combination of will power and several dipping sauces.
Roborat
I have trouble handling six, but I suspect that is more a McDonald’s thing and not a volume of chicken thing.
Some1
Dungeons and Dumbing Part 3: lore dump
Joyce, Billie, Danny and Walky carefully explored the packed store, fully of strange objects. Walky carefully picked up and examined a small compass surrounded by a glass ball that seemed to use a gyroscope to rotate so that it was always facing the user no matter how they held the ball. The shop was a giant circle with a glass dome over the top of it. Within its very center lay a large sundial that displayed an image of a golden chariot without a rider being chased by a girl riding a wolf, wrapping around the dial’s edges. Examining this strange site, Danny was snuck up upon by a young woman wearing a golden colored dress. Her rose colored hair was tied up in a bun and her face was one where her grey eyes would betray her true feelings no matter how her mouth lied.
Sheena: Hello, traveler.
Danny: Gah!
Danny jumped up in surprise turning around to see the young female in front of him.
Sheena: Sorry, did I scare you?
Danny: No, it’s all right. What’s up?
Sheena: Birds, the clouds, people who have cast levitation spells.
Danny: I mean what’s going on with you.
Sheena: Ah, I noticed you were examining the images on the dial.
Danny: I guess?
Sheena: You don’t understand what they mean?
Danny: No clue, I can infer that the chariot represents the sun and the girl represents the moon though.
Sheena: Yes, but its more complex than that. Please let me tell you of my land’s history.
Danny: Sure.
Sheena: Thank you, in the times before the founding of this land there existed a young man and woman, named Solis and Luna respectively, they were gods who ruled over the earliest peoples. They would constantly fight over the existence of humanity, with the male always being against and the female always being for. The man had a golden chariot which would blaze with a mighty heat and shine like, well the sun. The female had a pet wolf known as Lanis. One day the man lost control of his chariot and it launched itself into the heavens, understanding that this constant heat would eventually burn the land asunder the female mounted her wolf and dedicated herself to keeping the world in equilibrium by always following the chariot.
Danny: But what happened Solis?
Sheena: They say that without his chariot he lost the ability to stay within the mortal plane, and now exists only as a spirit without a way to form a physical body in this world.
Danny: Wait, who are you?
Sheena: I am Sheena, priestess of Luna and keeper of this towns shrine.\
Billie: Danny, we got a map! Stop talking to the hot chick and come on.
Sheena: But I am perfectly cool, also I am not a baby chicken.
Danny: Ignore her.
Danny turns around to leave and for the first time Sheena notices his uke.
Sheena: Your instrument.
Danny: What about it.
Sheena: Give it to me.
Danny: What! Why?
Sheena: Trust me.
Reluctantly, Danny hands his uke over to Sheena who examines it in her hand before holding it in the air by the handle and chanting words that Danny had no chance at following. Finally, she handed the uke back.
Danny: What did you do?
Sheena: I have created a connection between you and the goddess Luna through your instrument. Whenever you must call upon her help you must simply play it and you may summon a weaker astral presentation of her and her wolf, and its said in ones most dire hour playing it will allow her to come directly for one minute.
Danny: That’s…impressive. Can all priestesses do that?
Sheena: No, only I have that particular ability.
Danny: Why?
Sheena: Meet me where the moon hits the water and I will tell you more, now go to your friends.
Danny turned and started to leave, looking behind him one more time, but she was already gone.
Dean
Never mind the hoodie Sal, you’re lucky he’s wearing pants.
BBCC
Pajama jeans are so pants!
electriccombines
Careful, Walky! Remember to not get crumbs all over yourself. Crumbs attract spiders!
And spiders make everything even more… *Crummy*.
Roborat
“That’s how you get ants.” – Archer.
Stephen Bierce
*plays “Incense & Peppermints” on the P.A. speaker*
Mr. Random
And Mr. Wilcox finally muttered, ‘Damnit Dan.’
Passchendaele
SURPRISE WALKY INJECTION
(there should definitely be a tag for heartbreak stairs)
DarkoNeko
Danny would have a few words with you, Walky
Regina Phalange
….wasn’t he wearing a hoodie before? I know this is probably an older one, but visually it doesn’t look worse
BBCC
Maybe it’s the smell?
ValdVin
I think its a ratty old hoodie, known as such but not drawn that way, and neither it nor the Butt Taco shirt under it have been washed since Dorothy redressed his.
She could make him dress up (for an increase in butt-grabbings) but she had yet to remake him into a guy who is ready to live completely like a grown-up.
(I remember that I didn’t keep the most thoroughly clean dorm room as a frosh.)
Roborat
He doesn’t want to risk staining his formal hoodie.
PB
… I think he’s wearing the Butt Taco shirt under that.
Dangit, Walky, you’ve been on pause for thirty minutes and already you’ve lost all sense of civilization. (Not that I have the right to judge; without my boyfriend I would likely sleep until noon and never make my bed.)
Yumi
I’ve made a bed maybe once, twice in my life.
Marsh Maryrose
I have never understood the making-the-bed thing. You’re only going to unmake it and there doesn’t seem to be any upside in compensation. (This explanation never did go over well with my mom.)
I do make my own bed when I’m a houseguest because one doesn’t want to be that guy. But at home? Why?
(Unless it matters to someone who is or might be sharing your bedroom, of course.)
Yumi
Yeah, the times I’ve made a bed have been at other, non-home places. And even then I tend to sleep on top of comforters, so…
I didn’t grow up making my bed because I didn’t have a comforter on it, and I didn’t sleep under the sheets. Usually, actually, I’d just have a fitted sheet on the mattress and then sleep with a blanket on me. There really wasn’t much to “make” in the morning.
Knayt
It’s warmer. The edges that are tucked in trap heat much better than loose blankets. I personally prefer to solve this issue by adding more blankets, but tucking them in also works.
Inahc
Whenever blankets are tucked in like that, I have to pull most of them back out just to get in the bed, then pull the rest out so my feet don’t feel trapped.
ValdVin
Its a well known fact that 85% of dreams where you need to run away from something, but can’t , are cause by feet being pinned under made covers.