Strip One Hundred and Twelve: It's a Bad Sign When the Story can be Summed Up in Three Panels.
Strip One Hundred and Eleven: He's Quiet for a Guy Wearing Armor.
Strip One Hundred and Ten: Well, There's the End of the Suspense.
Strip One Hundred and Nine: Will the Building Suspense Ever End?
Strip One Hundred and Eight: No Potential Plot Holes Here.
Strip One Hundred and Seven: New Imaging Programs are Fun!
Strip One Hundred and Six: Such a Twist!.
Strip One Hundred and Five: He'll Feel That One in the Morning.
Strip One Hundred and Four: One Lame Gay Joke, OK?
Strip One Hundred and Three: Enter the Pirate.
Strip One Hundred and Two: Is It Even Possible to Cleave Someone in Two by Impaling Them?
Strip One Hundred and One: Ooh... burn...
Strip One Hundred: Er... What?
Strip Ninety-nine: Broken Bones Galore!
Strip Ninety-eight: Graceful Hurtling, Though.
Strip Ninety-seven: A Mighty Scheme.
Strip Ninety-six: The Salad Spoon of Doom.
Strip Ninety-five: Blood, Guts, and Mayhem! MAYHEM!
Strip Ninety-four: This Does Not Bode Well for Our Heroes.
Strip Ninety-three: Assassinations 101.
Strip Ninety-two: Thought Train Derailed.
Strip Ninety: Head-Splitting Action!
Strip Eighty-nine: The Plot Thickens...
Strip Eighty-eight: Soliloquoies 'R' Us.
Strip Eighty-seven: Terminal Spleen Damage Detected.
Strip Eighty-six: Intricate Sprite-hacking Galore!
Strip Eighty-five: Beer's Funny, Right?
Strip Eighty-four: Now That Takes Skill!
Strip Eighty-three: Poor Foreshadowing Techniques...
Strip Eighty-two: Leon Goes Solo.
Strip Eighty-one: You Kinda Have to Squint a Bit to See It.
Strip Eighty: Well, That's Random.
Strip Seventy-nine: A Feeble Attempt.
Strip Seventy-seven: That Can't Be Good.
Strip Seventy-six: Lightside Doubletimes It.
Strip Seventy-five: Garland's Beatdown
Strip Seventy-four: The Gang's All Here
Strip Seventy-three: The End? Already?!
Strip Seventy-two: Holy Crap, Arty's Got a Sword Shoved Through His Chest!
Missing Comic Here... I'll have to fix this some time...
Strip Seventy: The Wrath of Lucas.
Strip Sixty-nine: Poorly Drawn Carpet.
Strip Sixty-eight: Skeletal Sycophants.
Strip Sixty-seven: Impending Disaster.
Strip Sixty-six: Who Does Have the Goddamn Watch Here?
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Strip Sixty-five: Amazing Powers of Observation.
Strip Sixty-four: The Grand Naming Ceremony.
Strip Sixty-three: Corpses 'R' Us.
Strip Sixty-two: Many Woodland Creatures Indeed.
Strip Sixty-one: The Massive Panning-Out!
Strip Sixty: Avatar a la Flambe!
Strip Fifty-nine: Wow, Actual Backgrounds!
Strip Fifty-eight: Sadly, it's of the Alcohol-Free Variety!
Strip Fifty-seven: Wow, He's Not Just a Spectral Entity!
Strip Fifty-six: The Anticlimactic Climax!
Strip Fifty-five: The Climactic Showdown!
Strip Fifty-four: Holy Bloodsucking Space Jellyfish, Batman!
Strip Fifty-three: Darkside Does Not Like Edward
Strip Fifty-two: The Seal of Darkness!
Strip Fifty-one: Darkside's Still Damn Evil
Strip Fifty: Foolish Weakling!
Strip Forty-nine: Introductions All Around.
Strip Forty-eight: The Insanity Begins...
Strip Forty-seven: Weird Stuff by the Avatar.
Strip Forty-six: The Grandiose Plan!
Strip Forty-five: Black Mage Freakout
Strip Forty-four: Tar and Feathers
Strip Forty-three: Garland's Evil Plans!
Strip Forty-two: Freedom, No Matter how Short-Lived
Strip Forty-one: A Compromising Situation Indeed!
Strip Forty: Soul Replacement's Trickier than you may Think!
Strip Thirty-nine: Who are those Guys in Red Again?
Strip Thirty-eight: The Avatar's Debut, and a Violent One at that!
Strip Thirty-seven: Copious Violence and Heavy Text.
Strip Thirty-six: Violence to complete strangers. In other words, a pleasureable activity.
Strip Thirty-five: Wizard Battle.
Strip Thirty-four: Thank you, Japanime, for giving us psychedelic backgrounds.
Strip Thirty-three: Nervous Breakdown? Or Something Else?
Strip Thirty-two: The Amazing and Incredible Superball from Hell.
Strip Thirty-one: Wow, That Hat is Mighty Resilient!
Strip Twenty-nine: That's Santa Claus, if you cannot tell.
Strip Twenty-eight: OK, so I don't use Paint Shop Pro. Sue me.
Strip Twenty-seven: Wow, there's actualy some emotion in this one...
Strip Twenty-six: Copious Sound Effects!
Strip Twenty-five: More psychotic ramblings by Black Mage.
Strip Twenty-four: Kefka is the Best Villain in the History of Video Games.
Strip Twenty-three: More Plot Thickening.
Strip Twenty-two: I Don't Know what Fighter has against cast-iron bars.
Strip Twenty-one: They're Clad in Peach-Colored Garments! Run for your Lives!
Strip Twenty:Evil Delusions of Grandeur and Semi-Gratuitous Violence.
Strip Nineteen:Damn the Legal System!
Strip Eighteen: Black Mage Has Issues that He Needs to Work Out with the World.
Strip Seventeen:Just Filler. Kind of.
Strip Sixteen:At Least He's Evil for a Reason.
Strip Fifteen:NES Emulators are Very Handy!
Strip Fourteen:Heh, It's Not Like it's a Serious Offense.
Strip Thirteen:The Climactic Discussion!
Strip Twelve:Hm, Pirate-Vikings Tend Not to Bode Well.
Strip Eleven:Never Mess with an Angry Black Mage.
Strip Nine:What Black Mage Says.
Strip Eight:Huh, this may be Slightly Interesting...Nah...
Strip Seven:Britney Spears Still Sucks, Though.
Strip Five:Cash First, Morals Second.
Strip Three:Need to know information.
Strip Two:Don't Mess with whoopass.
Strip One:Introductions are only partially necessary.