So now we get to see Barbara and Mindy in their true aspects. Muahahahahah! The ensuing battle leaves charred stumps where the released monsters once were. Bud and Jin, sitting in beach chairs nearby, applaud politely. Cass is embarrassed. (Cass and Mindy have escaped from Tartarus – their only knowledge of modern humans comes from a Monty Python VHS that slipped through the cracks of space-time. Study it out!)
Sorry – that came out in a Nadette-like (or Tina, for that matter) torrent.
Thymbris appears “There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you two!” Takes the charred stumps away with her, muttering “bad Ἑκατόγχειρες!” under her breath.
True, and that’s a problem for reliability. Storing gasoline for the long term isn’t easy… it tends to deteriorate, and then gum up whatever you try to use it with. You can buy gasoline specially formulated for long-term storage, but it’s really expensive.
Maybe it’s a compressed-gas generator, not a gasoline or diesel? It could be that the mansion has its own chapel… in which case there would certainly be some compressed gas stored nearby for the generator. The generator would be kept between the sacred and the propane.
Gasoline, especially the horse-waste they sell as gasoline nowadays, has a very very short storage life, possibly only weeks. (In the US: I don’t know how much the EU adulterates their gasoline with alcohol.)
If it’s to be stored for standby use, the best bet (other than exotic fuels) is propane or CNG (Compressed Natural Gas).
It burns clean, the storage life is nearly infinite, and if configured properly, the generator can also run on gasoline, which will give higher output.
Or a caretaker could have been sent out to set up enough fuel for minimal use throughout the weekend sometime before the students scheduled arrival time. After all the owners know the plan and since Barbara is family they would have several incentives to make the field trip safe while still being an adventure.
I just noticed that Paul did a nice bit of graphics detail, to confirm the fact that the light we are seeing in the windows is actually a reflection of outside light (presumably moonlight).
Take a look at the first panel, between Mindy and Barbara. There’s a shadow on the lower window. If you look a little bit higher and to the right, you can see the stubby branch of a tree, which appears to be in the right place to cast such a shadow, if the Moon is behind the viewer and on the viewer’s right side.
My guess is, she’s trying to maintain her goober/dork credentials. No properly-accredited nerd going on a venture like this would be without a set of genuine vintage Johnson Smith X-ray glasses.
Ha ha ha!
Yeah, Castela is her own portable generator.
*standing in crater* “Mansion? What mansion?
LOL Exactly what I was thinking the first thing when I saw Castela’s face! ^_^
So now we get to see Barbara and Mindy in their true aspects. Muahahahahah! The ensuing battle leaves charred stumps where the released monsters once were. Bud and Jin, sitting in beach chairs nearby, applaud politely. Cass is embarrassed. (Cass and Mindy have escaped from Tartarus – their only knowledge of modern humans comes from a Monty Python VHS that slipped through the cracks of space-time. Study it out!)
Sorry – that came out in a Nadette-like (or Tina, for that matter) torrent.
Argh! “Barbara and Mindy”, not “Cass and Mindy”.
Thymbris appears “There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you two!” Takes the charred stumps away with her, muttering “bad Ἑκατόγχειρες!” under her breath.
I’ll stop now – promise!
I can’t read Greek, or even pronounce it.
Google Translate says “Ἑκατόγχειρες” is Hekatoncheires, meaning “Hundred-handed”, three mythical monsters.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hecatoncheires
Timothy with the obvious statement.
The Scoobies are actually Scoobie-ing…
I didn’t think Timothy was supposed to be in the know, on the level of Castela’s destructive capability?
You’re gonna need gasoline to run a generator. Unless these supernatural paranormals know something we don’t know.
True, and that’s a problem for reliability. Storing gasoline for the long term isn’t easy… it tends to deteriorate, and then gum up whatever you try to use it with. You can buy gasoline specially formulated for long-term storage, but it’s really expensive.
Maybe it’s a compressed-gas generator, not a gasoline or diesel? It could be that the mansion has its own chapel… in which case there would certainly be some compressed gas stored nearby for the generator. The generator would be kept between the sacred and the propane.
Ouch.
BA-DA-BA-DOOOOMP *TSHHHH!*
Oh great and puniful Dave!
We are not worthy!
Gasoline, especially the horse-waste they sell as gasoline nowadays, has a very very short storage life, possibly only weeks. (In the US: I don’t know how much the EU adulterates their gasoline with alcohol.)
If it’s to be stored for standby use, the best bet (other than exotic fuels) is propane or CNG (Compressed Natural Gas).
It burns clean, the storage life is nearly infinite, and if configured properly, the generator can also run on gasoline, which will give higher output.
Or a caretaker could have been sent out to set up enough fuel for minimal use throughout the weekend sometime before the students scheduled arrival time. After all the owners know the plan and since Barbara is family they would have several incentives to make the field trip safe while still being an adventure.
That place is going to be a crater by dawn at this rate.
I just noticed that Paul did a nice bit of graphics detail, to confirm the fact that the light we are seeing in the windows is actually a reflection of outside light (presumably moonlight).
Take a look at the first panel, between Mindy and Barbara. There’s a shadow on the lower window. If you look a little bit higher and to the right, you can see the stubby branch of a tree, which appears to be in the right place to cast such a shadow, if the Moon is behind the viewer and on the viewer’s right side.
Neatly done, Paul!
Anyone else getting freaked out by Mindy’s swirly-stare in panel one?
No? Just me? Okay then
My guess is, she’s trying to maintain her goober/dork credentials. No properly-accredited nerd going on a venture like this would be without a set of genuine vintage Johnson Smith X-ray glasses.
Maybe Cas can just “branch out” to check out the whole mansion at once.
If things get too freakazoid, Castle can just blast the entire mansion to dust; so true this…
I wonder if Pickle has been there before (pre-human DNA)?
Sooooo, where are the chaperons?
Cowering in another convenient sinkhole.
Or inside, where they will bump into the scoobies unexpectedly . . .
Check the feet, always check that whoever you bump into still has feet
Mansion… meet crater.
crater… eat mansion.
WOW!!!
I had forgotten I had mad this comment.
I still think it’s appropriate.