…I did think about doing the obvious spit-take gag, and then having Servant #1 walk around covered in blood for the rest of the storyline. Maybe next time.
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Red: There’s a lockdown. Travel is suspended, and mail is on hold. Deliveries will start again in two days.
Stanczia: A lockdown? is there a saboteur on the loose?
Red: A new brumavirus. It’s on the news.
Stanczia: No matter — the confirmation c-mail said it reached the local post office. We’ll send our driver into town to retrieve it.
Red: About the driver . . . Before I continue, Lord Imri, I’ll let you finish your drink.
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[googles “bruma”]
[… puts “bruma” into wiktionary]
Latin: winter solstice, winter, winter cold.
Icelandic: “to bud”.
Yeah idk, brain no worky real good right now.
Given that second definition, I’m guessing that “Brumavirus” looks like a budding flower, since “Coronavirus” looks like a crown.
Bruma -> winter leads to just calling it a cold, doesn’t it? Our common cold *is* another Corona virus, anyway…
More precisely, IRL common colds can be caused by a bunch of rhinoviruses, about 4 different coronaviruses, and some others from less-common families.
The comic already has fantasy animals and fantasy plants…so I figured it should have fantasy viruses. The brumavirus family has some obvious real-world inspirations, without needing to be perfectly medically-accurate to any of them.
And I catch every single one every year
*Already drawing up an assault plan for these fucks* Anyone wants to throw in, now’s the time.
Hey Flyboy? You often seem angry and worked up. Uhm, this is a comic: a work of fiction by its’ nature. Are you ok? Obviously, we are strangers, so you don’t have to share anything you don’t want. But…to be this angry, this often, over a work of fiction, does not seem healthy. Can we help?
Honestly being angry about this shit and focusing on it keeps me from doing anything I’ll regret in real life.
Ah. It is cathartic, then.
I would recommend throwing in some tungsten rods from somewhere safe. Like orbit.
Good idea, but it needs to have a follow up of some kind to ensure the targets are, in fact, ashed.
Also, I see they do not drink… wine.
Ah yes, from the classic adaptation.
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