Strip 150! Hey!
Modest Medusa Fanfic! So there’s a fan fiction gift exchange thing that happens every year called Yuletide. I’ve never participated and don’t know much about it, but some friends of mine do. My understanding is that participants volunteer to anonymously write a story for other participants. Each participant gets to put in a list of possible fics they’d like to receive, and then choose to write something from another participants list. All the stories are posted on Christmas. Pretty cool! This year someone (I have no idea who) requested a Modest Medusa story, and my friend (who I guess has to remain anonymous for now) took up the challenge. As far as I know this is the first ever MM fanfic, and it’s written by someone who knows both Charles and I well (although not Marah). Anyway, it’s totally great and you can read it here. Please leave comments!
Unrelated story (warning:contains vomit): So my brother Will decided that his Christmas gift to me (in addition to some towels) would be to come with me to the gym twice a week and work out with me. I had bought a gym membership a few months ago and only gone twice, so…
Anyway, we went in early on Tuesday for an hour long work out. Bikes and weights and the weird walking machines with poles attached to them. I’m pretty out of shape and Will isn’t, so this was pretty grueling for me. I wasn’t feeling great by the end of the hour, but I also wasn’t feeling that bad. Winded and aching, but not sick. Will insisted that we go get something to eat immediately. At the Jack in the Box across the parking lot he ordered 2 burgers and some fries. I wasn’t hungry at all, but Will insisted that I eat something and ordered me some grilled chicken strips.
Okay… grilled chicken strips at Jack in the Box? It’s tofu wrapped in a condom. Everything about it, texture, taste, slimy skin… it was the worst thing I’ve ever eaten. I once ate sheep eyes,a nd this was way worse. I only actually ate about a strip and a half before I gave up on it. It was gross and I just wasn’t hungry.
On the way back to the car, right in the middle of saying something I coughed, and a spurt of vomit just came out of my mouth. It was the weirdest thing. I didn’t feel like I had vomited, it was just a cough. We stood there for a minute, and Will asked if I was okay, and if it was the Chicken. I opened my mouth to reply and a stream of vomit flew through the air. It was amazing. It was like the scene from Stand by Me. It wasn’t uncomfortable at all,a nd in fact the moment it started I felt immensely better. The thing is, it didn’t stop. I’d throw up for 5 or 6 seconds, take a deep breath, and do it again! Heeeerrrruuuuk. Heeeeeerrrrrruuuuuk. That’s what it sounded like. I was laughing too, so that didn’t help. I was also afriad I’d hit will so I kept turning away from him to the right, but he kept coming over, laughing and asking if I was okay. In the end I turned in a complete 360 degree circle, and was completelty surrounded by a perfect circle of vomit. none of it was within two feet of me, and some of it stretched as far as 6 feet away. I had to hop over it to get free!
Anyway, I felt way better after that. Some version of this story will probably make it into the comic at some point.
I cannot wait to read that comic!
In all seriousness, that sounds like there was something wrong with the chicken. Yeah, fast food can be less than appetizing, but usually it is salty/sweet/umami and edible (unless you think about it). If you had a vomit reaction like that you should1)monitor your health and go to a doctor/ER ASAP if anything else happens and 2) let the owner/manager of the Jack in the Box know ASAP abut what happened, just in case they have a bad shipment. Blah, blah, blah, anyway, love the comic, take care of yourself!
Living as I do outside the United States I have never had the dubious experience of eating at a Jack In the Box. But even here I’ve heard the rumours, and this story is right in keeping with it.
Why, man… why? 🙂
You know, i never eat there. I eat at every otehr crappy place in the neighborhood, but not there. Will decided that’s where he wanted to eat.
I just hope there are no Jack-In-the-Boxes in Yeld. 🙂
I would normally be quick to condemn fast food, but I think it has more to do with trying to outclass yourself at the gym. You felt like you shouldn’t have eaten anything, and you were absolutely right. If it were bacterial, you would also have felt sick. Sounds like stress vomiting for sure. I am glad it doesn’t seem to have kept up, and it’s a hell of a funny story!
It’s never good when the brain-sucking monster recognizes you.
And really? Jack-in-the-Box looked like a good idea after working out? Or rather, Jack-in-the-Box ever looked like a good idea?
I know, I know! I kept saying I wasn’t hungry and didn’t want to eat anything.
I have a feeling he will listen to you the next time you say that, especially if it was his car.
Congratulations; that was simultaneously the funniest and most disgusting thing I’ve heard all day.
Even their pickles alone taste… distinctive. I remember that from twenty-odd years ago when it was the last time I had anything from Jack-in-the-Box. The first bite alone should have given an indication that evil was afoot >;)
XD omg, great story! all the encounters with vomit ive had have been terrible, so im glad you had one that was enjoyable… i guess XD
I couldn’t believe how good I felt afterwards,
Just your stomach’s way of saying “Do not want!” I find I often feel better after a good hurl.
So, looking at the monsters first shadowy drawing he looked a lot like Jake to me. If not for the comments on the last page I would just assume after Jake lost his knife he got ‘altered’ and gained a few feet.
it’s never good when you taste familiar to someone
If you ever start selling prints I will buy one of the first pannel.
Really? Hmm…. it would probably be a pretty small print.
mebbe it is just the hat that tastes familiar. the other monster reminded me of the hair monster from the old bugs bunny cartoons. this one is cooler by far. kind of a gross how do you do, though. gongratz on the sesquicentennial. here’s to many more.
congrats on 150
Don’t eat a Jack In The Box. They killed a little kid in Seattle with undercooked meat. They’re no good.
Yay sesquicentennial congrat love your comic also what advise would you give a struggling webcomic creator?
Stick to you’re schedule don’t take vacations.
That reminds me of this: http://data.whicdn.com/images/3972137/futurama_zoidberg_licks_farnsworth_large.jpg
Yeah, I kind of had that in mind.
Don’t eat at Jack In The Box. They killed a little kid in Seattle and undercooked them as meat. They’re no good.
This isn’t THE Moot is it? of 4chan fame?
Best story ever! I will miss Jack in the Box when I am in Louisiana. I remember when I was passing through in late 1998 as they were closing up all J in the Bs and pulling out of Louisiana. I better get my fill while I can.
Wait…there’s a comic strip here? I’ve just been paging through savoring the Chocodile ads.
Chocodile deliveries and a comic with possibly the cutest medusa ever. It’s like Christmas with every page reload!
Never ever do anything you don’t feel good about doing. Usually it comes back and bites you in the rump.
haha, reading your story i couldn’t help to think of this other webcomic strip.. http://www.krrobar.com/mikebookseller/comics/408.html
Human body sometimes just reacts in unknown ways to crappy fast food.
Love the comic, keep up the good going!
That was great. Thanks for the link!
You’re welcome! ^_^
Damn, I envy you and curse my inability to puke!
You’ re supposed to vomit if something isn’t going alright in your body and after an operation and I. Just. Can. Not.
Don’t hurt yourself, please!