Hello, and welcome to the Frequently Asked Questions page. ...what? Why are you looking at me like that? People ask us stuff! We are teh smart! *shifty eyes* Just read the damn info and drop us a line if you have anything to add. *grumbles*

 

 

 

"Why the hell am I reading this comic?"

 

                Nakoa: Because you were bribed?

                Hyde: Is the gun to your head not incentive enough?

 

 

"This is a question for Nakoa...what is with the freaky hair?"

 

                Nakoa: Hmm, just a minute, I need to check something. *pulls a cell phone out of her nifty lab coat and punches in a number, then pauses as the call connects* "Desi? Hey, how's the weather down there? No chance of snow, is there? Okay, thanks. Bai!" *disconnects call and returns phone to her pocket* "Next question, please."

 

 

*grumbles* "Alright...uhh Hyde? Stop sniffing your shoe for a sec and pay attention please."

 

                Hyde: "Heh...sorry."

 

 

*clears throat* "So...Hyde. Those rings in your ear. They look a lot like those little clip things that hold socks together."

 

                Hyde: "Really, didn't notice. Hey, that wasn't a question!"

 

 

"Oh uhh..." *embarrassed laughter* "So how's life in Ma's basement?"

 

                Hyde: "Fine, I guess. If you don't mind the dankness...I love the dankness. It's a homey feeling."

 

 

"Err, rrrriiiiiggghhhhtttt...."

 

 

                                                        

Jinx: Has Hyde ever had prison time for his necrophilia and/or have his arc enemy use it as blackmail?

 

                Hyde: Of which arch enemy do you refer?

 

 

Jinx: Err, any.

 

                Nakoa: *eyes him and gives him an incredulous look*

                Hyde: *pretends to think for a moment, then shakes his head* Nope, I leave that particular perversion to Jeremy.

 

 

Jinx: Ah… Okay, next question. If you could screw any of your friends/coworkers which one would it be? ^_^

 

                Hyde: *immediately blushes bright red, choking on his coffee* Next question!

 

 

Jinx: Hmmmm, all right… what is your favorite band?

 

                Hyde: *mutters something, muffling the response with his hand*

                *Hyde is prodded with the PSoD*

                Hyde: *petulantly* ....Andrea Boccelli. Or Muse.

                Nakoa: *blinks at Hyde for a moment* ...I like Yellowcard, David Bowie, things like that.

 

 

Jinx: What’s your favorite form of torture?

 

                Hyde: Psychological warfare.

                Nakoa: *gives him a look*

                Hyde: ...what?

 

 

Tora: When are you going to do the next strip and move on with the story? >O

 

                Megan: Erm… once I get past drawing Hyde dancing with the corpse? Honestly, dead people are the worst potential models, what with that whole rigor mortis thing… But they’re actually quite great for still-life!

 

 

Tora: What happened that Hyde ended up in the witness protection program?

 

                Hyde: *tips his chair back so only the back legs are resting on the floor and looks around uncomfortably* Uhm... *sounds rehearsed* I'm not at liberty to discuss that information at this point in time.

 

Kaa: Ssssooo...Jeremy....^_\\\ I read your info....

 

 

                Hyde: *hides his snicker by sipping his coffee*

                Tora: ...*steals Hyde's coffee*

                Hyde: Damnit, gimmie that back! Thief!

                Tora: Hey, I'm not a thief... I'm just thirsty and tired! *puppy eyes*

                Hyde: ...wait, how'd you get here?!

                Tora: ...I'm just cool like that?

 

 

Tora: Can I keep the coffee?

 

                Hyde: …fine. It has your cooties on it now. *pouts*

                Tora: Woot--...hey, I don't have cooties ;-;

                Hyde: Do too.

                Tora: *beats Hyde with a rolled-up magazine* nuh-uh!

                Hyde: Ack! Hey--abuse! Nakoa, help!

                Nakoa: Pfft, right. You're the one in charge of dealing with the crazies, not me.

                Tora: I'm not crazy! >.>...it's just.. late. early. I have coffee. w00t.

 

 

Tora: What kind is it? o.O

 

                Hyde: White Russian flavor, triple-triple.

 

 

Tora: Why the hell am I willingly up at 1:30 in the morning chatting when I'm tired, and said I was going to bed at 11-something?

 

                Hyde: Because Megan bribed you with entertainment?

 

 

Tora: Can I ask more questions? o.O Some of them might even be relevant.

 

                Hyde: *pouts* ...fine.

 

 

Tora: Okay. The first and foremost one on my mind is, why does my stereo hum unless I hang something off of the wire?

 

                Hyde: *mutters* You have a mind..?

                Nakoa: Because you have bad reception in the area you placed the stereo.

                Tora: *smacks Hyde with the magazine again* well that doesn't help oO

                Hyde: *rubs his head* You realize I could kill you, and they'd never find your body, right?

                Tora: *shrugs* I test my limits on a daily basis. >.>

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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