The Omega Bro
on March 28, 2014
at 4:43 pm
Taking time out of our sabbatical to bring you this all-new, hand-painted comic—and to invite you to visit Jacob this weekend at Seattle’s Emerald City Comicon!
Find him at table MM-20 RIGHT NOW! And don’t forget to buy a comic, print, and (starting Saturday) a handmade Barkles greeting card from Rx Letterpress!
↓ Transcript
PANEL ONE: A grey apocalyptic waste. Have you seen The Road? Watch The Road.
FATHER: boy...
FATHER: ...come closer, boy
PANEL TWO: The father is on his deathbed inside their hideout. The boy maintains a tearful vigil.
FATHER: It's no good, boy... I'm done for...
BOY: No! Don't say that!
FATHER: I'm sorry...
PANEL THREE: Close on the father offering profound wisdom.
FATHER: promise me you'll follow our code..
BOY: I will! I swear!
FATHER: and don't forget... the CAESAR METHOD...
BOY: w-what's the Caesar Method?
PANEL FOUR: The father’s hand touches the boy’s hat.
FATHER: s-seize her...
FATHER: SQUEEZE HER...
FATHER: pump her...
PANEL FIVE: The father’s dying gesture is to turn the cap so it faces backward. As his life departs, his collar droops and un-pops.
FATHER: dump... HERrrgkk*
BOY: SOB!
PANEL SIX: The boy heads out into the apocalypse, determined. His cap is backward, his collar is popped, and he is carrying a red cup for some goddamn reason who knows.
FATHER: boy...
FATHER: ...come closer, boy
PANEL TWO: The father is on his deathbed inside their hideout. The boy maintains a tearful vigil.
FATHER: It's no good, boy... I'm done for...
BOY: No! Don't say that!
FATHER: I'm sorry...
PANEL THREE: Close on the father offering profound wisdom.
FATHER: promise me you'll follow our code..
BOY: I will! I swear!
FATHER: and don't forget... the CAESAR METHOD...
BOY: w-what's the Caesar Method?
PANEL FOUR: The father’s hand touches the boy’s hat.
FATHER: s-seize her...
FATHER: SQUEEZE HER...
FATHER: pump her...
PANEL FIVE: The father’s dying gesture is to turn the cap so it faces backward. As his life departs, his collar droops and un-pops.
FATHER: dump... HERrrgkk*
BOY: SOB!
PANEL SIX: The boy heads out into the apocalypse, determined. His cap is backward, his collar is popped, and he is carrying a red cup for some goddamn reason who knows.
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