The Urge To Teach
It was the first week of summer vacation for students Steve P., Dan D. and Jessica H. They were relaxing by Steve's pool together even though they all belonged to seperate cliques. (It's the magic of StarCraft, OK?)
Steve, as normal, was being a giant braggart, among other things:
Suddenly, his cell phone rang, because he has a cell phone now. He answered it, and the other two heard this:
Yes, he had just been informed by a random teacher that he had received a zero in said teacher's class just because. They trio set out to find the teacher and remedy the situation. The plan was to use Dan's head to smash the teacher, because as we all know, it's made of bricks and has eyes.
They found the teacher. Oh, yes, they did. But there were many teachers. They were showing their true forms (Infested Terrans) and were hiding in the middle of a crystal-powered force field. Not even Dan's head could penetrate that.
Suddenly, a Purple Pip (who got lost on his way to an entirely different comic) wandered by:
The trio quickly convinced him to enter the teacher's den. They didn't think he would do much, but they all hated him and wanted to see him die.
Pip hit the force field full force (yes) and quickly exploded. But as we all know, a force field goes "zap" at the location that something hits it. The "zap" caused a nearby teacher to spontaneously combust, which set off all the other teachers. Fireworks ensued.
Just then the trio felt a compelling urge to touch the crystals. They didn't know it, but the crystals were actually semi-sentient. They knew they couldn't survive long without masters and were using psionic waves to control the trio's thoughts.
The crystals worked their magic and the three transformed into hideous replicas of their late adversaries.
And that's how teachers are created.
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Man, that's too short. Not up to par with my previous comics at all. I need a lengthening tool... Uh... Aha, an idea approaches.
Trial By Legume
One day, a totally random event happened. In fact, it was SO random and SO out of the ordinary and SO wacky that it could only result in hilarity.
Mr. Peanut met BioSim (from Perfect Dark, fool).
You know what will happen. A deathmatch. (Could there have been any other outcome? Realistically?)
I think that I'll let the pictures do the talking for a while, perhaps with funny little captions underneath.
(Mr. Peanut is rather violent, you know. It's the whole Napolean complex thing.)
(Hmm, Mr. Peanut shoulda guessed. I guess he's never played Challenge 16.)
(Heehee, Simmy. Mr. Peanut is quite a character.)
(Hmph.)
(Nothing funny here. Move along now.)
(In case you care, having the low ground doesn't affect sims in general.)
(Of course, sims can't talk, but... Next picture, please.)
(You'd think that Mr. Peanut would have the advantage here, wouldn't you?)
(We all know what's coming now.)
(Have you ever seen Mr. Peanut at a loss for words before? I thought so.)
(An appropriate ending.)
The End