undead
Original: undead on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A hooded, faceless Grim Reaper-like figure in a dark robe raises a staff among a crowd of skeletons.
Robed figure: NICE TO MEET THE DEAD TO DO MY BIDDING!
Panel 2:
A skeleton speaks up. The robed figure stands nearby.
Skeleton: OH NO, I'M NOT WORKING WITH THESE GUYS.
Robed figure: ...AWK- WARD?
Panel 3:
A bald, pale humanoid figure speaks; the skeleton listens.
Bald figure: LOOK, I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST OTHER RACES. I JUST DON'T THINK WE WORK WELL TOGETHER.
Panel 4:
The robed figure addresses the skeleton.
Robed figure: OH WELL, MAN, YOU'RE ALL DEAD. YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE SKIN NOW.
Panel 5:
The bald figure gestures toward the skeletons.
Bald figure: I'M SURE THEY'RE FINE PEOPLE, BUT THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT. OKAY? LOOK AT THE SLIGHTLY MORE ELONGATED SHAPE OF THEIR BROW RIDGES.
Panel 6:
The robed figure speaks while the bald figure stands by.
Robed figure: I'M PLANNING TO CREATE AN EPOCH OF DARKNESS, BUT NOT A RACIST ONE.
Bald figure: PREFERENCES ARE NOT RACIST OK
Votey:
A skeleton speaks in a speech bubble.
Skeleton: BTW, WHICH EVIL CREED DO YOU SUBSCRIBE TO? HOPEFULLY NOT ONE OF THOSE WEIRD ONES.
A hooded, faceless Grim Reaper-like figure in a dark robe raises a staff among a crowd of skeletons.
Robed figure: NICE TO MEET THE DEAD TO DO MY BIDDING!
Panel 2:
A skeleton speaks up. The robed figure stands nearby.
Skeleton: OH NO, I'M NOT WORKING WITH THESE GUYS.
Robed figure: ...AWK- WARD?
Panel 3:
A bald, pale humanoid figure speaks; the skeleton listens.
Bald figure: LOOK, I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST OTHER RACES. I JUST DON'T THINK WE WORK WELL TOGETHER.
Panel 4:
The robed figure addresses the skeleton.
Robed figure: OH WELL, MAN, YOU'RE ALL DEAD. YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE SKIN NOW.
Panel 5:
The bald figure gestures toward the skeletons.
Bald figure: I'M SURE THEY'RE FINE PEOPLE, BUT THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT. OKAY? LOOK AT THE SLIGHTLY MORE ELONGATED SHAPE OF THEIR BROW RIDGES.
Panel 6:
The robed figure speaks while the bald figure stands by.
Robed figure: I'M PLANNING TO CREATE AN EPOCH OF DARKNESS, BUT NOT A RACIST ONE.
Bald figure: PREFERENCES ARE NOT RACIST OK
Votey:
A skeleton speaks in a speech bubble.
Skeleton: BTW, WHICH EVIL CREED DO YOU SUBSCRIBE TO? HOPEFULLY NOT ONE OF THOSE WEIRD ONES.
Alt text
A six-panel black-and-white SMBC comic. A hooded, faceless Grim Reaper-style figure in a dark robe gathers a crowd of skeletons, raising a staff and declaring it's nice to meet 'the dead to do my bidding.' But one skeleton (and a pale, bald humanoid figure) refuse to cooperate, voicing thinly-veiled bigoted excuses dressed as reasonable distinctions: 'I have nothing against other races, I just don't think we work well together.' The robed figure points out they're all dead and don't even have skin anymore, but the bald figure keeps going, citing the 'slightly more elongated shape of their brow ridges' as a meaningful difference. The robed figure clarifies it's planning an epoch of darkness but 'not a racist one,' while the bald figure insists 'preferences are not racist, ok.' The joke skewers how prejudice rationalizes itself even among the literally indistinguishable undead. In the votey aftercomic, a single skeleton leans in and asks, 'BTW, which evil creed do you subscribe to? Hopefully not one of those weird ones.'
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.