1:1 – Chapter 7, Act 3, Strip 55

The game is on as Snuka jumps into the fray and evens the score! The audience is on the edge of their seats!

…and on the rest of their seats, as well. And eating popcorn. Normally it’s hard to make that sort of broad generalization about an audience, but since DM is the only member of this audience, it’s much easier. For what it’s worth, it looks like he’s starting to enjoy himself.

At first, Snuka intended to fall back on his trusty magical mace, which has served him so well countless times before*. But when he noticed the sheer felinity of his opponent, he came to the conclusion that some other sort of spray might be of even greater effect – and he was right. A spray of water is generally considered effective in disciplining a cat, and also counts as slightly more humane than the use of chemical mace. Snuka scores for his team, and, who knows?, perhaps with continued application he’ll even be able to get K’ip to stop pissing on the floor. Si’ri’s never been able to do that using her methods.

More on Mon…uh, Thursday.

* The magical thing about it is mostly that it never runs out.