Teenage Sith Apprentice

 So I haven't put anything new up for . .. two weeks now? Three? Four? (Ha, no, it's not four. The most recent one I remember was the July 4th gag. . .)  Half of me apologizes for that, and the other half doesn't really care as she doubts anyone is reading this. (Hi, my mom and two of my cousins! Maybe!) But anyway, here's the schedule for the next few weeks: Expect a lot of holes. I have half of the running story of Anne and Kylo's wedding in Aperture drawn up and I will began coloring/posting them as soon as I find the time (i.e. 3025 AD). But I also plan on actually gettin the entries on the Characters page filled in, so I'll probably work on that for a while before getting to the wedding. (Or, well, to the multiple murder attempts. Anne and Kylo and Ava and some Rocket Turrets in a room together. . . it's a recipe for someone "accidentally" getting turned into burning mush.)   Bye.  

 All right, Anne. The time has finally come. I've gotten bored of you not having your lightsaber on hand. So let's let you find it. . . Yup. As per the 6,000 long Middle English clue poem Rachel and I had Esther give you. I would leave a link to that story for my two readers here, but I don't have the time to find the original post. Rule of thumb: If you're a Sith and the Christian in the room is happy with or at least unbothered by whatever you did, you've done something wrong. (Rachel is a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints remember.) Yeah, probably. If the past is any hint. 

  That hesitation is always bad news. Coincidentally, I really like the way the cake turned out in this panel. I couldn't get it colored in in most of the other strips. The flames and the candles were too small or the plate came out weird. But this depiction is perfect. Nope! (And by the way, Anne may literally be pleading the Fifth, legally, here. Ava is a law enforcement officer and Anne could easily have slipped illegal substances into that cake. It's happened before. Which is why Ava tests all of Anne's cooking for poison before deciding not to eat it for totally different reasons now.) Ten pounds of baker's chocolate is exactly the dose it would take to kill an average sized adult human via caffeine overdose. Ava's a bit bigger than average, but not enough so to save her. 

 Holiday preparations at Rachel Bucket's house. . . This one may require some explanation. That thing Esther is strapping to her back - it's a hyperdrive. Specifically it is a hyperdrive meant to propel a ship about 5x the size of the Millennium Falcon. Yeaaaaah, this could get a bit. . . messy. The blue thing around Ava is a force field. No, I'm not showing favoritism at all  by allowing her to do that.  Sarcasm.  Well, all the female main TSA cast is here, except for one member. . . At a distance of at least 500 feet. Probably more. I love doing Ceinwen Chandler cameos, but even I'm not dumb enough to get mixed up in this one.  Happy Fourth of July!

 ". . . I'll bake. Did you bring the eggs?/ I'll mix in the sugar. . ." Only one person got that. Maybe. Alternative punchline: "What do you mean, it looks too much like a cake? It's supposed to be cabbage soup!" Isn't it obvious? It's a . . . . . . bribe, yes. As a side note, can you imagine what kind of a lawyer Anne would make? She's basically confessing to crimes she hasn't yet committed here. To a FREAKING JEDI KNIGHT. Ava is basically a cop, for all legal intents and purposes. (Back the blue.)