Whoa, really? I’m only three weeks into this comic adventure and I get a flat?
Quick out, turn the thing, drop all the lug nuts, say the magic word that’s not fudge, and put on the spare. On to tomorrow!
I’m trying to draw.
“Cat? No. Work? No.”
“Crap. I’m already out of ideas?”
“Can’t draw anyway.”
“Trying to draw loose and I’m just drawing badly. Bad.”
“I mean, seriously? Nose?” (Bad nose drawing.)
My mouth running away says, “Keep trying. Good will follow bad. Every drawing earns more experience. Just thinking about it won’t work. Try. Do.”
Under a poorly drawn word balloon: “Bad word balloon. 70 xp.”