red
Original: red on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A single panel showing a stark landscape: a deep red sky over a white, snowy field with dark windswept streaks. No characters are visible in the panel itself.
Caption (below panel):
"Laugh all you want, for now. When Nuclear Winter comes, only the gingers will have perfect camouflage."
Votey:
A close-up of a red sky meeting a white snowfield. Two angry eyes with red (ginger) eyebrows peer up from below the white horizon line, blending the figure's head into the snow.
Text: "THEY CALL ME THE RED DEATH."
A single panel showing a stark landscape: a deep red sky over a white, snowy field with dark windswept streaks. No characters are visible in the panel itself.
Caption (below panel):
"Laugh all you want, for now. When Nuclear Winter comes, only the gingers will have perfect camouflage."
Votey:
A close-up of a red sky meeting a white snowfield. Two angry eyes with red (ginger) eyebrows peer up from below the white horizon line, blending the figure's head into the snow.
Text: "THEY CALL ME THE RED DEATH."
Alt text
Main comic: A single panel landscape with a deep blood-red sky over a white, snow-covered field marked by dark windswept streaks. There are no people in the image. Caption below reads: 'Laugh all you want, for now. When Nuclear Winter comes, only the gingers will have perfect camouflage.' The joke: a red-haired person would blend perfectly into a post-nuclear red-sky, white-snow world. Votey (aftercomic): The same red-sky, white-snow scene zoomed in, with two narrowed, menacing eyes and red ginger eyebrows just peeking over the white horizon, their head camouflaged against the snow. Text: 'THEY CALL ME THE RED DEATH.'
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.