Wow. I feel like Tyrus Rechs trying to remember ancient battles thinking about what happened in this book. I guess reading GE is going to be like painting the Golden Gate bridge: Start at one end and paint (read) to the other, and then it'll be time to start from the beginning again.
“Unless our buckets got fried because there’s so much of it, ’Bassa! The next thing you know we’re all going to start mutating. Or possibly dying. But probably mutating. Like… Bear will become an actual bear. So a little less hairy and drooly.” “Bombassa, will you please shoot him?” says Bear. But Masters is on one of his rolls. “We’ll all become hybrids of who we normally are. Like, Exo will have like a… skull face. And Chhun will be even more boring. And Bombassa will grow twice as tall. And… worst of all, I’ll go from being handsome to being radioactive-super-handsome.” “A skull face would be pretty badass,” says Exo. He and I are sharing a crate. It’s nice to have him back on the team. “But Bear is right. Shut up, Masters.” “You know what?” Masters says. “I won’t shut up. Because, quite frankly, the galaxy is not equipped to handle smoking-hot radioactive Masters.”
This stuff is getting better and better. Adds in those flavor points and gives more depths to things, for that lived in feel to the universe and setting.
Wow. I feel like Tyrus Rechs trying to remember ancient battles thinking about what happened in this book. I guess reading GE is going to be like painting the Golden Gate bridge: Start at one end and paint (read) to the other, and then it'll be time to start from the beginning again.
Every time I read through them... I pick up on something new. Freakin' bubbler...
“Unless our buckets got fried because there’s so much of it, ’Bassa! The next thing you know we’re all going to start mutating. Or possibly dying. But probably mutating. Like… Bear will become an actual bear. So a little less hairy and drooly.” “Bombassa, will you please shoot him?” says Bear. But Masters is on one of his rolls. “We’ll all become hybrids of who we normally are. Like, Exo will have like a… skull face. And Chhun will be even more boring. And Bombassa will grow twice as tall. And… worst of all, I’ll go from being handsome to being radioactive-super-handsome.” “A skull face would be pretty badass,” says Exo. He and I are sharing a crate. It’s nice to have him back on the team. “But Bear is right. Shut up, Masters.” “You know what?” Masters says. “I won’t shut up. Because, quite frankly, the galaxy is not equipped to handle smoking-hot radioactive Masters.”
BWAHAHAHAHA!
Imagine Masters' inner monolgue when on grenade duty, ha!
I frakkin' love these Legion Sketchbook posts! Thankfully the House of Liberty is more willing to release information, unlike the old House of Reason.
You know it.
This stuff is getting better and better. Adds in those flavor points and gives more depths to things, for that lived in feel to the universe and setting.