Critical Hit
And we’re back!
Saffron went on a bit of a hiatus due to me getting kicked out of my apartment, but I’ve found a new apartment, moved in to it, and gotten all nice and settled in. I was able to find a place that lets me continue to produce Saffron and Sage, which was a real concern for me for a bit there, so not only do we have an update this week, we’re going to have one next week as well! Oh happy day for us all!
I’m sure you probably want to completely re-read the entire archive to catch up on who this person getting shot is, and when you’re done, might I recommend you check out Retale? It’s a comic a friend of mine made that I helped make the web site for, and it’s pretty shway.
Oh!…She’s dead. What a tragic ending for such a sad character! A woman that was a victim of the machinations of some elite who picked upon her insecurities. Botoxica was forced to hide her true spider self behind makeup and illusions at the provocation of Milk an as of yet unknown “11” who obviously manipulated Botoxica’s own low self esteem at being a giant scary spider monster! Why else run a salon and spa? An establishment created for the sole purpose of beautifying woman! Giving them the confidence in their appearance that she never truly had no matter how she acted. Why else attempt an assassination while having no obvious skills in that field just because someone “prettier” asked you too? All while under the insane pressure of providing a livelihood for her spider-children?…spider-kin?
Spider, mother?, fashion enthusiast, small business owner. Let us always remember Botoxica who died only after finally embracing what she truly was and being betrayed by those she cared for most. Forced to lash out as a way of preserving the facade she created for herself just to survive. Hopefully her children?..employees? will remember her for the spider she was and not the monster she appeared to be in her last moments. She lived and died as queen of the spiders.
Here hear *lights a candle*.
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… Truly a rare and special character lost this day. So few possess such mundane capability and presence while being so marvellously exotic and majestic.
That said, I hear that giant spider tastes like crab. I suspect though that this is just “all carapace is alike” which is sooooooo racist. My guess is something closer to… salmon jerky soaked in pineapple juice?
so, in the next scene is she lying on her back with her legs curled up?