A True Conversationalist

a true conversationalist hey little man hows it goin? D-Class #1738 Amongst a web of life, I am a dying prisoner on a field of clay. I am a single object, doomed without purpose, without any source of respite. To subsist as I do now is to die a death more potent than that suffered by mortals: I can only dream of having the vitality they take for granted. No-one takes responsibility for my actions save myself, and even I am unable to speak out against the world. yea

A four-panel comic shows a smiling D-Class test subject cleaning beside a small strange humanoid creature. The creature responds to a casual greeting with an extremely long, bleak philosophical monologue, after which the D-Class simply says “yea.” The joke is the absurd mismatch between the tiny talkative creature’s existential despair and the character’s hilariously minimal response, making it useful as a reaction to someone oversharing or being melodramatic. EN: A four-panel comic shows a smiling D-Class test subject cleaning beside a small strange humanoid creature. The creature responds to a casual greeting with an extremely long, bleak philosophical monologue, after which the D-Class simply says “yea.” The joke is the absurd mismatch between the tiny talkative creature’s existential despair and the character’s hilariously minimal response, making it useful as a reaction to someone oversharing or being melodramatic.

• @itvbia / 8413 2020-12-21