I miss teh W00tness!

[philangelus]

I miss W00tness. The art, the jokes and the fun over the top Soda Wars (escalation only leads to more fun). Its art is awesome and writing great. I hope that one day we get more w00tness, but only when the great author with his giant eraser of wisdom is ready.

Any rallying cries for how much we enjoy w00tness?

[DasSmiter]

Holy jesus do I love me some w00tness, although I must admit that I thought it died long ago

[knightdisciple]

The comic and its boards. Perhaps we can hold out hope, but....

[ander]

I didn't just log in just to see if I still can ... no I didn't...

[DasSmiter]

How shall I remember to thee one of the giants of old
Now wandering in a land full of cold
Coke and Pepsi were it's foundations
On lesser ground men have founded nations

Through the interwebs it roamed
Made of the best things in life
Like a missile it homed
In and cut you like a knife

Duo the eternal, Duo the brilliant
Duo the lonely, Duo the militant
Creating in his lab built of dimensions
The man creates and destroys more in one session
Of thought and experiment
That any god first making a firmament
Adrift in an ocean of immortality
Forced to divorce himself from reality

Rachel one of the few remnants of the past
Able to keep Duo from feeling like the last
Person in all god's green Earth
Possessing anything of worth
Her talents are many and varied
Keeping Duo anchored while married

Ikara his daughter, mother, and more
One of only a handful
Capable of helping him explore
While keeping him afloat in the pool
The weights that cause him to sink
Are the same that allow him to think

Moog the brave, wise, and bold
Acts so young yet remains so old
Forced to fight again and again
Committed a demon's only sin
By finding peace with a friend
Now made to help him mend
A heart filled with despair
Because lasting friends are rare

Shall we speak of old lord Chronos?
For his barbs have pierced flesh
In the man and in the cosmos
He does hold mastery with his mesh

A fine structure he weaves
Stilling all so that he might keep
Them ready, so that in time with the lord's leave
They might begin to make us weep

Once more into the breach they go
These legends of time's past
Once more will they let us know
Of the Azarkas that didn't last

With a clarion trumpet call
Announcing the king's return
Under this giant's spell we will fall
As he once again makes our imaginations to burn

p.s. I don't think a lot of it fits together very well, but that's why I'm not the artist!