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Original: chum on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1: By the edge of a body of water, a woman with red hair holds up a long knife. Text runs vertically down the blade: "MURDER". A dark red trail (blood) begins at the water's edge. A dark-skinned man stands beside her.

Panel 2: The two of them sit in a small rowboat out on the water. The red trail continues, snaking across the scene.

Panel 3: The boat reaches a far shore. The red trail leads up onto the sandy bank.

Panel 4: The pair walk along a city street toward a large building, the red trail trailing behind them on the ground.

Panel 5: A wide shot of the building's exterior. A sign reads "CITY POOL".

Panel 6:
Man: DO YOU REALLY THINK THIS'LL WORK?

Panel 7:
Woman: NO, BUT IF IT DOES, WE'LL BE GODS.

Final panel: Close-up of the man (left, smiling) and the red-haired woman (right). Behind them, mounted on the wall, is a sign reading "ADULT SWIM", with tiny figures swimming in a pool below it.

Votey:
A simple line-drawing close-up of the red-haired woman's face. A thought bubble above her head contains the single handwritten word: "Murder."

Alt text

An eight-panel SMBC comic. A red-haired woman holds up a long knife with the word "MURDER" written down the blade, standing at the water's edge beside a dark-skinned man; a trail of blood-red liquid begins here. Across the next panels the red trail follows the pair as they row a small boat across the water, land on a far shore, and walk through city streets to a large building whose sign reads "CITY POOL." The man asks, "Do you really think this'll work?" The woman answers, "No, but if it does, we'll be gods." The final panel shows the two of them smiling in front of a wall sign that reads "ADULT SWIM" above a pool of tiny swimmers — implying their plan is to commit a murder in the pool so that the diluted blood makes everyone who swims there literal gods (or that mixing murder into the "adult swim" pool is their scheme). Votey: a simple line drawing of the woman's face with a thought bubble containing just the word "Murder."

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.