|If you missed the April Fools'
Day prank, go here; it will
also be available forever after via the "Miscellaneous" page and
the archive. The special one-off banner willbe posted
on the "Miscellaneous" page. The comic you see above is the
one that I would have posted on Wednesday if I hadn't decided to be
Some of you have asked, so:
No, Treachery, Incorporated doesn't really exist, but yes, it is a fully realised story that has been growing in my head for a while now. I started off thinking I would make it into a comic, but I'm now leaning towards writing it as a novel. The excerpt on the April 1 page comes from quite early in the story and features two of the major characters: a young woman named Sam who starts everything off by horribly betraying her best friend, and a bike courier named Mor who delivers a certain essential message to her apartment soon afterwards. Of course, absolutely nothing is as it seems. With a title like that, it wouldn't be.
|Thursday, April 2, 2009|
|Panel 1: Somewhere in Davies College, Frankie approaches Steve.|
Frankie [unsmiling]: Good luck.
Steve: Is that sarcasm?
Frankie [rolls her eyes]: Well...as you know, I hate you and everything you stand for.
Steve: Of course.
Frankie: Nevertheless, I wish you good luck.
Panel 4: They stand watching Casey arguing with Marie, Reg arguing with Stella, and Paul standing there looking lost.
Frankie: No matter who wins, you'll need it.
Alt-Text: Good luck and a lot of tact. Too bad Steve has neither.
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