Page 23 – But why?
Return on Thursday for cupcakes. And, a mysterious stranger.
Two strangers in fact. Hold on to your bandages!
In the mean time read all about my bizarre childhood and video game career in an interview by Dan over at The Demon Archives.
Original Script
JANE Although. He appears able to keep secrets. Why did you do this to me?! GHOST To continue my investigation. Researching the necklace at the museum archives. JANE But… WHY?! GHOST I wish to be free of these shackles! To break my curse! To rest in sweet bliss once again. JANE Head on her knees. Mother holding her shoulder. Oh.
Yeahhh…okay.
Pathos filled confession, check. Wistfully staring at reflection while trying to touch solid surface, check.
Well played, Iago. I still say something is rotten in Denmark.
This ghost is playing his beans close to his chest so he doesn’t spill too many of them.
And panel 4 is one of the best and cleverest angles I’ve ever seen anybody use.
I’m guessing that he hid the books under her bed. If we could read the titles (“A Girl’s Guide to Murder,” “Revenge 101,” “Poisoning for Fun and Profit”?) we’d have a much better idea of what Sir Tyree is really up to.
He is dead, Jim. That’s probably the stink you smell.
Those books were checked out from the museum. Borrowed without permission. Stolen, if you wish. The very same museum Jane and JC skipped going to way back on page 1 of vol 1.
Ah, well, perhaps the books are more in the line of “How to Return to the Afterlife,” or “Taking all the Un out of Un-dead,” or something that will help him return to the “Sweet Bliss Rest Home.”
Uh-huh. And if you believe that, I’ve got some swampland in Arizona to sell you.
I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.
I’m sure its a bunch of case law about keeping your knighthood after death.
i wonder if the ghost tried breaking the amulet and found it impossible. that would have been rather unhealthy for jane, but he doesn’t seem overburdened with scruples.
He’s a bit more cautious than Jane, even if he is a sociopath. My take is that he’d research what destroying the necklace would do to him before trying that. Souls can be destroyed, being devoured by the demon Ammit for example. So, he’d want to make sure that didn’t happen.
Well, Jane could always offer to judge his soul. That should conclude matters nicely. 😀
Curse you and your elegant solution. 🙂
Why didn’t I think of that? But, then the story would be a LOT shorter and that’s no fun.
Ah, but think how well it would serve as a threat! 😉
Very true. And he’s the only one such a threat would work on. I’m a few pages ahead, but I’ll see if there’s a way to work this in. I like it. Thanks.
My pleasure. 🙂 My interest is thoroughly piqued at the prospect of seeing his response. I rather firmly hope it fits, somehow. 😀
Urgh, I cannot find a good place to slip this in. 🙁
I-Mummy could make a great point and click adventure/visual novel game, if you ever decide to do any software projects.
Funny you should say that, Neil. I fist toyed with making an RPG-lite videogame based on The Mummy! (the inspiration for this comic). Unfortunately, that book didn’t lend itself well to the format.
Well…I can understand his point of view, but of all the ways to get her attention, this is probably one of the most needlessly mean. Geez, why don’t you just send her on a killing spree while you’re at it? No no, don’t wait for her to calm down and then talk to her. Not like you don’t have all eternity to get through to her.
Maybe she was out on a murderous rampage? Who knows.
Sir ghosty might be a bit self-involved and not very empathic. Ok, criminally selfish and oblivious to the feelings of others. In life he was obsessed with finding the necklace and gaining immortality. Ironically, he kind of got his wish. The amulet is his “precious”.
Well, at least his horrendous behaviour towards others is a side-effect, and not a goal of his possession. At least he has something worthwhile to strive for, and he’s not just doing it to be a jerk, or because he’s bored. Still, it’s quite a step over the line. You’d think he’d learned some common decency after all this time. Or maybe time is the problem, and he’s had it and lost it.