8-Bit Theater
Episode 158
It's hard to tell whether this is good or bad so far.
It's hard to tell whether this is good or bad so far.
Unfamiliar Ceiling
Date Published Friday, June 7th, 2002
Previous Comic Episode 157: Back in Corneria...
Next Comic Episode 159: Getting Our Bearings Straight
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Black Mage and Fighter find themselves in a bedroom, but thankfully they are not sharing the same bed.

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In a room at the inn in Coreria, Black Mage is sleeping on the bed.
Black Mage Snore...
Pie... monster... it eats... mages! Must run... must get away...
Black Mage wakes up.
Black Mage Gah!
Black Mage Whew. It was only a dream. Something about a pie monster that ate mages. And it was...
Black Mage GIANT!
Black Mage (scratching his head) Hmm... maybe that whole Giant thing was a dream too.
Black Mage But then, dreams don't leave you with giant club-shaped bruises and a massive headache.
Black Mage Heh. Getting eaten by a giant pie monster must be one of the more gruesome fates the Gods can deal out.
Fighter (out of frame) Hey, Black Mage! Check it out. We're still alive!
Black Mage (muttering) Though worse ones do come to mind...
Black Mage So now we know that we're not dead. Now we should find out where we are.
Fighter Right!
Black Mage The answer, I believe, is clear. The giant beat us within an inch of our lives. Then, while we were unconscious, he spirited us away to his giant home--perhaps atop a magic stalk of some sort--whereupon he ate Princess Sara, Thief, and Red Mage. Thusly stuffed with the delicious meats of our comrades, he put us into storage.
Fighter Gasp! But wait, this looks more like a hotel room than a food pantry.
Black Mage Hmmm... you're right. And since it's just be stupid for a giant to have human-sized rooms in his castle...
He's obviously cast a giant spell on us!
Fighter But... wait. If we're giant-sized, then that means swords are no bigger than toothpicks to me! Toothpicks, BM, toothpicks! I can't very well go around saying "I like toothpicks," now can I? It makes no damn sense! I'm a fighter, not a... food stuck... toothing... guy! I don't eat corn on the cob, what do I need with toothpicks! No cob, Black Mage! Cob-less! The kids could call me "Fighter 'No-Cob' McGee" and if McGee were my last name then it would be perfectly accurate!
Time passes...
Black Mage Are you quite finished?
Fighter I was thinking I should run around in an idiotic panic.
Black Mage I ain't stoppin' ya.
Fighter runs around in an idiotic panic out of frame, shouting unintelligible phrases.

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