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@ "With magic, one can harness the forces and divine the secrets of the universe itself!"
                    
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@ "...at least, until he learns to stop hitting himself with his own sleep ray on the rebound."


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  October 6, 2006 00:18
First comment: 1 April, 2004 431 comments written
"The mystical power to which all forces must bow"Stand to it, my hearts of gold," said the old bowman as he
passed from knot to knot. "By my hilt! we are in luck this
journey. Bear in mind the old saying of the Company."
"What is that, Aylward?" cried several, leaning on their bows
and laughing at him.
"'Tis the master-bowyer's rede: 'Every bow well bent. Every
shaft well sent. Every stave well nocked. Every string well
locked.' There, with that jingle in his head, a bracer on
his left hand, a shooting glove on his right, and a
farthing's-worth of wax in his girdle, what more doth a
bowman need?"
"It would not be amiss," said Hordle John, "if under his
girdle he had four farthings'-worth of wine."
        [ The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ]

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down to!"

You make baby grammar cry.
Kernigh October 6, 2006 03:08
First comment: 6 April, 2005 349 comments written
I play elves and usually reach level 4 quickly enough to resist these sleep rays.
Nesman October 6, 2006 05:20
First comment: 4 January, 2005 112 comments written
I think it's tacky to correct grammar in a comic, but I'm pretty sure the word 'until' in the last panel should be 'after' or 'once' for it to make sense. Unless I misread, the wizardEbenezum walked before me along the closest thing we could
find to a path in these overgrown woods. Every few paces he
would pause, so that I, burdened with a pack stuffed with
arcane and heavy paraphernalia, could catch up with his
wizardly strides. He, as usual, carried nothing, preferring,
as he often said, to keep his hands free for quick conjuring
and his mind free for the thoughts of a mage.
        [ A Dealing with Demons, by Craig Shaw Gardner ]

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is feared for his ability to put himself to sleep. Still, good comic.
Zephyrus October 6, 2006 06:16
First comment: 20 September, 2006 2 comments written
Amusing, though not rolling-in-the-aisles.

I could go on about how the "no preposition at the end of a sentance" is silly Victorian prissiness (it really has no sensical basis), but I will restrain myself to asserting that most modern grammatical pundits say that prepositions at the end of sentances are quite kosher.

And I really don't mind the "until" in the last panel--it works conversationally. I think it falls under the category of idiom.
Jac October 6, 2006 09:27
First comment: 26 May, 2006 48 comments written
I can wear the preposition at the end of the sentence; the duplication is the problem. It's a good comic too, it evokes Calvin and Hobbes.
ThomasLB October 6, 2006 12:51
First comment: 7 September, 2006 13 comments written
It helps if you read this comic in the creepy low voice of the guy who does all the movie trailers.

"In a world..."
. October 6, 2006 20:24
First comment: 7 December, 2005 48 comments written
I suspect that the author wrote
"The mystical power which all forces must bow"Stand to it, my hearts of gold," said the old bowman as he
passed from knot to knot. "By my hilt! we are in luck this
journey. Bear in mind the old saying of the Company."
"What is that, Aylward?" cried several, leaning on their bows
and laughing at him.
"'Tis the master-bowyer's rede: 'Every bow well bent. Every
shaft well sent. Every stave well nocked. Every string well
locked.' There, with that jingle in his head, a bracer on
his left hand, a shooting glove on his right, and a
farthing's-worth of wax in his girdle, what more doth a
bowman need?"
"It would not be amiss," said Hordle John, "if under his
girdle he had four farthings'-worth of wine."
        [ The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ]

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down to!", realised the mistake (having a knowledge of grammar) and, when correcting it, forgot to remove the "to" on the end.
Rose October 6, 2006 23:24
First comment: 3 July, 2006 79 comments written
I find it funnier when wesley & dudley wax grandiose in less than perfect grammar:)
Kernigh October 7, 2006 02:58
First comment: 6 April, 2005 349 comments written
Removing the redundant preposition: The mystical power to which all forces must bow"Stand to it, my hearts of gold," said the old bowman as he
passed from knot to knot. "By my hilt! we are in luck this
journey. Bear in mind the old saying of the Company."
"What is that, Aylward?" cried several, leaning on their bows
and laughing at him.
"'Tis the master-bowyer's rede: 'Every bow well bent. Every
shaft well sent. Every stave well nocked. Every string well
locked.' There, with that jingle in his head, a bracer on
his left hand, a shooting glove on his right, and a
farthing's-worth of wax in his girdle, what more doth a
bowman need?"
"It would not be amiss," said Hordle John, "if under his
girdle he had four farthings'-worth of wine."
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down!
or The mystical power which all forces must bow"Stand to it, my hearts of gold," said the old bowman as he
passed from knot to knot. "By my hilt! we are in luck this
journey. Bear in mind the old saying of the Company."
"What is that, Aylward?" cried several, leaning on their bows
and laughing at him.
"'Tis the master-bowyer's rede: 'Every bow well bent. Every
shaft well sent. Every stave well nocked. Every string well
locked.' There, with that jingle in his head, a bracer on
his left hand, a shooting glove on his right, and a
farthing's-worth of wax in his girdle, what more doth a
bowman need?"
"It would not be amiss," said Hordle John, "if under his
girdle he had four farthings'-worth of wine."
        [ The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ]

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down to!
Incomplete sentence.
ThomasLB October 7, 2006 12:19
First comment: 7 September, 2006 13 comments written
Strange grammer is something up with which we shall not put!
ThomasLB October 7, 2006 12:23
First comment: 7 September, 2006 13 comments written
And that goes double for strange spelling!
Jack Simth October 7, 2006 15:49
First comment: 3 January, 2005 59 comments written
Ah, it's not all that hard to avoid your own rays.... they usually bounce at right angles (although those rare 180 angles can hurt).
Arch Leech October 8, 2006 13:53
First comment: 28 September, 2006 8 comments written
Jack Simth? Only diagonally zapped rays usually bounce at right angles. Zapping [hjkl] into a wall will only bounce back at 180 degrees.
Jack Simth October 8, 2006 17:10
First comment: 3 January, 2005 59 comments written
Oh, it's still bouncing 90 degrees... but it's 90 degrees to the wall, not the ray. It's one of the reasons you always fire rays diagonally unless you're a long way from a wall, or immune to what you're using. If you have an amulet of"The complete Amulet can keep off all the things that make
people unhappy -- jealousy, bad temper, pride, disagreeableness,
greediness, selfishness, laziness. Evil spirits, people called
them when the Amulet was made. Don't you think it would be nice
to have it?"
"Very," said the children, quite without enthusiasm.
"And it can give you strength and courage."
"That's better," said Cyril.
"And virtue."
"I suppose it's nice to have that," said Jane, but not with much
interest.
"And it can give you your heart's desire."
"Now you're talking," said Robert.
        [ The Story of the Amulet, by Edith Nesbit ]

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reflection, then a ray of death[Pestilence:] And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals,
and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four
beasts saying, Come and see. And I saw, and behold a white
horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given
unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.

[War:] And when he had opened the second seal, I heard the
second beast say, Come and see. And there went out another
horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon
to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one
another: and there was given unto him a great sword.

[Famine:] And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the
third beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black
horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his
hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say,
A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley
for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.

[Death:] And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the
voice of the fourth beast say, Come and see. And I looked, and
behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death,
and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over
the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with
hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
[ Revelations of John, 6:1-8 ]

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is really, really fun to bounce repeatedly over something...
Fathead October 8, 2006 21:07
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
I have that problem all the time!

Uh, the sleep ray problem, that is.
motty November 29, 2006 15:06
First comment: 22 November, 2006 9 comments written
"Until" for "once" is a hell of a typo, and it's a shame. Doing this intentionally is not a conversational idiom I have ever heard, and wouldn't wish to - it would be as bad as 'could care less' for 'couldn't care less'.
Grognor April 20, 2007 05:07
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
You see hear a mottled spellbookThe Book of Three lay closed on the table. Taran had never
been allowed to read the volume for himself; now he was sure
it held more than Dallben chose to tell him. In the sun-
filled room, with Dallben still meditating and showing no
sign of stopping, Taran rose and moved through the shimmering
beams. From the forest came the monotonous tick of a beetle.
His hands reached for the cover. Taran gasped in pain and
snatched them away. They smarted as if each of his fingers
had been stung by hornets. He jumped back, stumbled against
the bench, and dropped to the floor, where he put his fingers
woefully into his mouth.
Dallben's eyes blinked open. He peered at Taran and yawned
slowly. "You had better see Coll about a lotion for those
hands," he advised. "Otherwise, I shouldn't be surprised if
they blistered."
        [ The Book of Three, by Lloyd Alexander ]

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