Comics by Shaenon II

David: Apparently I'm Guybrush Threepwood, mighty pirate?

Sarcastic: I'm going as Grimdark Rose from Homestuck!

Michael: I'm not going as anything. Halloween is a children's holiday and I've never had a childhood. Cleese, what are you doing with that costume? Put that dow- *Ends up dressed as a teenage werewolf* ...dangit.

Michael has the copies of seven different mad's brains downloaded into his head, right? So, are the original 7 mads who were copied living or dead? What happens when Michael runs across someone one of the seven knew? Would that personality in his head try to take over? If they are alive still, what happens if he ever meets one of them?

Michael: ... *Sour look on his face* I don't know.

Michael: Do you know what they DID? What the Arm was doing? The whole idea of Tanglebox was to erase the brains of every mad scientist on the planet and amass the collected genius and learning in a single supercomputer. The Arm was going to erase ALL OF YOU and then make the knowledge public access so that no one was Mad anymore and no one was special or had any resources that anyone else didn't. It was a terrifying idea and a terrible idea and I know HOW it was planning on pulling it off and I don't WANT to know how it was planning on pulling it off and I try not to even THINK about it and when I do the memories of all the different Mads just sort of fight with each other and I'd rather forget about it all but I can't forget and I won't let someone else tinker with my brain and- *takes a deep breath*

Michael: *Sighs* It's unlikely that any of them are still around given what the Arm was doing, but then he tried it on Drezebel and Uncle too, and it didn't quite STICK. Maybe someone like Dr. Tinker saved them or something. I don't really know what would happen if I encountered one of them. I'm not sure I WANT to know. Now let's talk about something that's more interesting. Like theoretical calculus or something.

OK, I got one!

All: If you could be any type of mythological creature, what would you choose?

Jess: I am a mythological creature.
Chic: *rolls eyes* Har de har har. Seriously, Jess, what would you be?
Jess: What? I am. But, if I have to choose something else-
Chic: Yeees?
Jess: A billionaire.
Chic: ...what.
Jess: Have you ever seen one?
Chic: *facepalm*
Jess: I rest my case.

Okay, how about some questions for the Exalted characters?

Sai-Frisbees or sticks? You started talking formally while in the army, correct? What did your fellow soldiers make of that? Did they accuse you of putting on airs? What's your favorite dish?

Demon Slays Demons-Have you ever met your demonic parent?

Oddmund-have you ever tried kareoke?

Grang-Do you have any hobbies?

Zoe-Have you thought about starting a library of your own to run? Perhaps somewhere far from the Isle? How about Echo's library-did you have you take it over to bring a semblance of order to it?

Hue-Have you ever walked into a bar, and heard someone reciting or singing one of your works?

Mai-You act as Baoshi's assistant/secretary in Yu-Shan, right? Do you take on the Gilded Ice persona when dealing with unwelcome visitors?

And yeah, anybody have any questions for Dusk, Ti, Tizzy, or Rain, feel free.

Zoe: I do not have any books to create my own library, Echo is letting me use his library, it was ordered satisfactorily when I arrived, and I am currently a research assistant, not a librarian. Does that sufficiently answer your question?

Mei: I must admit, it's often tempting. Only Sidereals can see through Resplendent Destinies, so I can just step into the back room, and poof! Out comes Gilded Ice. Baoshi has a strict set of rules about who I can use it on, though.
Still... fuuuun~

Hue: Depends on your definition of a bar, but technically, yes. Unfortunately most of my most popular works are the vapid, toothless commissioned ones with entirely too many references to flowers, silk and heavenly bodies (in both possible senses of the phrase). Fortunately those who know me only from those poems tend to imagine me as some sort of suave, handsome ladykiller type, as opposed to something more akin in shape and demeanor to the chimeric offspring of an angry mouse and a God of Lamp Posts. No one ever recognized me unless they knew me personally, and thus I was only rarely asked to give a reading of the awful things without at least a few days' warning.


To Tizzy: Now that you and Ti know Hue a bit better, does he still annoy you or have you gotten used to him?
To Ti: What is an important thing you are hoping to accomplish now that you're all glowy?

Tizzy: Nah, Hue's all right. I like how he shifts from shy poet to kickass warrior-you'd think he had two personalities! Besides, it seems he's not flirting with Peri, it looks like geeky mutual admiration. Now, if I thought he was a rival..
Ti: *rolls eyes* Tizzy is an idiot. I swear, what does she see in Peri? Sure, he's a good friend and all, but he'd be far too annoying to put up with. Oh, you asked what's an important thing I want to accomplish now that I'm glowy? Well, I want to keep doing research. I pass on my healing salve recipe whenever I can, and I've made a fair start at a book of medicines back in Solar-ville. But there's so much more! People need to know all the things they can do with plants gathered in the wild-food, tea, dye, medicine, and more! Those with the least need this knowledge the most. I've a decent sized garden back there, I have a still room and apprentices-it's gratifying that there were a few people interested. I'm looking forward to going back, and driving the chief of security to hair pulling by making jaunts into the wilderness. *grins* And...yes, they are working jaunts, but honestly? I crave the time out there away from people sometimes.
My hobby is creating tea blends. I understand a batch of my Autumn Smoke blend somehow ended up Chiascuro.