the-end
Original: the-end on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A glowing figure (bathed in light): "Sally! You're being bathed in unearthly light."
Panel 2:
A woman (Sally): "I reached the end of my to-do list!"
The glowing figure: "But that's impossible!"
Panel 3:
Sally: "There is no more to do now. All tasks are complete. All is one."
Panel 4:
Sally, radiant and arms raised: "I have ascended into a world of pure thought, a world of--"
A glowing tablet/phone appears beside her displaying: "NEW MESSAGE"
Panel 5:
A man at a desk (seen on a screen/call): "Due by Friday? And I'm finding out on Wednesday afternoon??"
Panel 6:
Sally, now slumped and deflated: "FMRL."
Votey:
A woman lies on her back, staring upward, looking dazed/wistful.
Caption (her thought): "Was that real? Did I only imagine it?"
A glowing figure (bathed in light): "Sally! You're being bathed in unearthly light."
Panel 2:
A woman (Sally): "I reached the end of my to-do list!"
The glowing figure: "But that's impossible!"
Panel 3:
Sally: "There is no more to do now. All tasks are complete. All is one."
Panel 4:
Sally, radiant and arms raised: "I have ascended into a world of pure thought, a world of--"
A glowing tablet/phone appears beside her displaying: "NEW MESSAGE"
Panel 5:
A man at a desk (seen on a screen/call): "Due by Friday? And I'm finding out on Wednesday afternoon??"
Panel 6:
Sally, now slumped and deflated: "FMRL."
Votey:
A woman lies on her back, staring upward, looking dazed/wistful.
Caption (her thought): "Was that real? Did I only imagine it?"
Alt text
A six-panel SMBC comic. A woman named Sally is suddenly bathed in glowing unearthly light. A floating glowing figure says she is being bathed in unearthly light; Sally announces she has reached the end of her to-do list, and the figure says that's impossible. Sally, radiating light with arms raised, proclaims that all tasks are complete, all is one, and that she has ascended into a world of pure thought. Just then a glowing phone/tablet appears beside her reading 'NEW MESSAGE.' In the next panel a man on a screen complains: 'Due by Friday? And I'm finding out on Wednesday afternoon??' In the final panel Sally is slumped and deflated, muttering 'FMRL.' Votey: a woman lies on her back staring upward, dazed, thinking 'Was that real? Did I only imagine it?' -- the brief enlightenment of an empty to-do list instantly shattered by a new task.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.