My secret plan is exposed and the contest is forfeit. All this time, the charade was to put fan pressure on Zander. Every pencil stroke, every blotch of ink of The Invention of the Microscope, willing with my hands and brushes and pens to force Replacement God into the light .... for naught.
Well, not completely. Zander attached this photo as a concession to his giveupian e-mail.
Words as follows:
I wish I could, but it's going to have to
wait.
So this is it. My concession email. You have won, even without
winning. You skunked me.
As proof, I send you a picture of me with a funny hat making a TIE
fighter and the Enterprise-D fight.
I salute you.
Z
Strikingly, Zander's face in this photo is exactly equivalent to the mouth-noises I make while drawing the space-ships of ENL.
Comiclusion ... comicluded. Til next time, dear readers!
Maxeem out.
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