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Ol' Captain Claggart would be proud. You know how much that would have to hurt though? Between Duane's hard, fleshless metacarpals and his zombie strength, that K L O K must be audible three rooms away.

Little bit of amusing trivia: Duane had his roots as an RP character long, long ago, one created from a bit character in the game Vagrant Story. That character has exactly one scene, and then is killed off. In that one scene, the only thing he does is slap a subordinate soldier right across the chops. So when I get to draw our Duane doing the same, it gives me just a whisper of nostalgia~

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Stretch Andrews

WHAT A BACK HAND. The utterly emotionless mask really adds to it. Ssael is disappointed in your bullshittery Ricker.

redink

ah like good times, Also rip candy mint :C

steven kiland

Oh boy, can't wait for the next page to see how this plays out.

akrasia

Whaaat the fuck is up with that guys face in panel 2?? Like a caricature of a hairless, geriatric, weasel.

Colin Suess

You could say Duane kloked him. Or possibly cleaned his klok. Hit him in the klok? Hmm. Other ideas?

Colin Suess

I am a little curious about Duane’s thinking...I mean, he could’ve just snuffed them. Instead the backhand. Is he going to give he countrymen a good lecture so they mend their wicked ways?

Jeremy Ball

"Dear Diary. Today I were bitch-slapped by a skellington with airs. Also I taxed a golden tit and some tea-towels with festive pussy motif, from the godless heathens. In all it were an odder day than yesterday but not as odd as last tuesday, from which me boots still squelch."