|It's hard to tell whether this is good or bad so far.|
|Date Published||Friday, June 7th, 2002|
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Black Mage and Fighter find themselves in a bedroom, but thankfully they are not sharing the same bed.
- Corneria - Inn
|In a room at the inn in Coreria, Black Mage is sleeping on the bed.|
Pie... monster... it eats... mages! Must run... must get away...
|Black Mage wakes up.|
|Black Mage||Whew. It was only a dream. Something about a pie monster that ate mages. And it was...|
|Black Mage||(scratching his head) Hmm... maybe that whole Giant thing was a dream too.|
|Black Mage||But then, dreams don't leave you with giant club-shaped bruises and a massive headache.|
|Black Mage||Heh. Getting eaten by a giant pie monster must be one of the more gruesome fates the Gods can deal out.|
|Fighter||(out of frame) Hey, Black Mage! Check it out. We're still alive!|
|Black Mage||(muttering) Though worse ones do come to mind...|
|Black Mage||So now we know that we're not dead. Now we should find out where we are.|
|Black Mage||The answer, I believe, is clear. The giant beat us within an inch of our lives. Then, while we were unconscious, he spirited us away to his giant home--perhaps atop a magic stalk of some sort--whereupon he ate Princess Sara, Thief, and Red Mage. Thusly stuffed with the delicious meats of our comrades, he put us into storage.|
|Fighter||Gasp! But wait, this looks more like a hotel room than a food pantry.|
|Black Mage||Hmmm... you're right. And since it's just be stupid for a giant to have human-sized rooms in his castle...|
He's obviously cast a giant spell on us!
|Fighter||But... wait. If we're giant-sized, then that means swords are no bigger than toothpicks to me! Toothpicks, BM, toothpicks! I can't very well go around saying "I like toothpicks," now can I? It makes no damn sense! I'm a fighter, not a... food stuck... toothing... guy! I don't eat corn on the cob, what do I need with toothpicks! No cob, Black Mage! Cob-less! The kids could call me "Fighter 'No-Cob' McGee" and if McGee were my last name then it would be perfectly accurate!|
|Black Mage||Are you quite finished?|
|Fighter||I was thinking I should run around in an idiotic panic.|
|Black Mage||I ain't stoppin' ya.|
|Fighter runs around in an idiotic panic out of frame, shouting unintelligible phrases.|
- Black Mage's version of what could have happened resembles the fairy tale Jack and the Beanstalk.