Page 667 — Southern Discomfort
Happy Halloween, everybody. Let's all pretend this comic page is 666.666 rounded up or something. (So close…)
<sigh> No podcasts. October's been terrible for basically all my projects, but the podcast especially. Seems like every week some bad news at home or something medical or something technical came up, and there wasn't much I could do about it. And I'm the kind of guy that, when I'm not productive enough, it just compounds everything that's making me down on myself. So here's hoping November marks some kind of turn for the better. Because right now, it could still yet turn worse. <sigh>
Transcript:Pinkie Pie: I found her! I found her! I found her! I found her! I found her! I found her! …Okay, be right back.
SFX: (ZOOM!)
Applejack (DM): Weyll… Uh… Howdee, erry-ponyy. Whad 'rr yeeall shugarcyuubes doeen heeeeere…?
Twilight Sparkle: Wow, that was bad.
DM: Southern accents take a while to get into.
Twilight Sparkle: Maybe we can not and say we did?
DM: I would, but this isn't the only southern character I have to roleplay today…