Hi, Everybody!
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The vote for Choose Your Own "Jen"venture (
Chapter the first,
Chapter the second,
Chapter the third &
Chapter the fourth) has stayed the same...at two. So no CONSIGNED The Strange Death of Alex Raymond pages this week, as a reminder:
So, here's the deal. Sean had TWENTY-FOUR SDOAR pages in CONSIGNED (not 21 like he said he was gonna have...). I'ma run three of them today. For every TWENTY-FIVE people who vote for the next chapter of Choose Your Own "Jen"venture (and not anonymously, ya gotta give me a name...even a fake one...), I'll post another page until all twenty-four are posted.
Better luck next time...
And now winning with a vote of 2 to zip:
Choose Your Own "Jen"venture chapter the fifth: "Deeper"
You take a look another look around.
This cell has nothing important in it. Anything Jen left behind when she left couldn't have been important to her if she didn't take it along.
You don't even know if this stuff WAS Jen's.
For all you know, they could be huge Walt Kelly fans, and a Pogo collection is in every room in this temple...
"Fuckin' DiGiacomo." you say as you slam your fist down on the little table.
The drawer pops open.
Cautiously, you pull it open further.
Shining your light into it, you see a fork, a small plate, a half melted candle, and a small wooden box with metal adornments on it.
Turning the box over in your hands, you see it has a small keyhole.
You set it aside on the table and remove everything else and make sure there is nothing hidden in the drawer. You don't see anything. You stick your hand in and feel around. Nothing. You replace the fork, plate and candle, and turn your attention back to the box.
The metal pieces feel strange. Sometimes cold, sometimes warm. As you turn the box over and over, the colors seem to change. Turning it one way the colors shift, and when you turn it back, the colors continue to change and not revert back to what they were.
Almost without thinking, you pull the key you found out of your pocket and stick it into the lock on the box.
As you turn it, you feel a slight springing from inside the box.
As you get the key fully turned the lid opens a tiny bit. You pull the key out and slowly open the lid with both hands...
The box has a weird glow as you raise the lid. The glow brightens as you get the lid fully open.
Before your eyes can focus on what's in the box, it explodes.
The flash blinds you and a deafening roar fills your head.
You think you felt yourself fall backwards. But that may have been your imagination.
When you finally come to, you're laying on your back. The floor feels soft, and not like stone at all. You smell a sweet fragrance. Like honeysuckle. Or jasmin.
You think the flash must have blinded you, because even with your eyes closed you can see brightness.
Then it dons on you. You can hear running water. And...birds?
You tentatively open your eyes and see pinkish sky and trees.
You lay for a minute and let your eyes focus. A bird flies across the sky. A slight breeze rustles the trees and the smells get stronger.
Slowly, carefully, you raise your head and look around. You're in a glade in a forest. To your left is a babbling brook twenty or so feet away. A half circle of trees runs from the brook, around your right and to a rise of rock behind you. Across the brook the forest continues. The trees. Something ain't right with the trees. It takes a minute, but you realize that they look like palm trees, except the bark on the trunks look like pine trees. Near the brook are patches of flowers that don't look like anything you've ever seen before. Looking back up, you realize that the bird you saw wasn't right either. It had long tail feathers that whipped around like a cat o' nine tails.
Laying next to you is your backpack. In between your legs is a small box covered in a patterned fabric. It looks to be the same size as the one you found in the drawer.
"What in the actual fuck?" you say outloud.
In the distance behind the rise of rock you hear a crashing sound.
If you want to seek immediate shelter, comment "Hide".
If you'd rather lay there and let the universe have it's way with you, comment "Toto".
Whichever gets the most votes by 4pm(CST) next Tuesday determines the next chapter...
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Anyway, Big Board:
- 137 pages released so far as mocked up and/or drawn by Dave Sim through 7 March 2022
- $22,360.00 raised to date from 435 donations
- $130 away from unlocking page 138.
- If you have not donated, a $5+ donation gets you access to all 136 pages and all future unlocked pages. Donate once or set up monthly donations here https://www.gofundme.com/f/sdoar-2023
- If you have donated, why not donate again! All money goes to Dave Sim to continue his work on The Strange Death of Alex Raymond.
The raffle continues...
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| An UNREADABLE copy of glamourpuss #10! |
ALL
GoFundMe donations of $5, between July 1st, and Halloween (October 31st) gets you in the pot. Every $5 is another entry. On All Hallow's Eve, I'll pick another number, and Jen'll tell me Margaret won again and I'll
cry like a bitch turn her in as a witch and collect six dollars from the magistrate. And declare a different winner. I'm sure this won't piss off anybody. (Should have just let me pick #102 Jen...)
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This, then:
Next Time: I finish issue #9, and then we get to the issue that you could WIN...
