This step is optional, but you’ll get another quest for your trouble. She suggests you go speak to the Vicar in the nearby church. When you leave Reed’s office, your new companion Pavarti has something to talk to you about. But you have other options to think about. He wants you to reroute the power from the Geothermal Plant to Edgewater, stranding a group of deserters without power. When you go up into the Saltuna Cannery tower to talk to Reed, he’ll offer you this quest. You’ll pick up this main quest through Stranger in a Strange Land. Awesome, just awesome.Obsidian Entertainment/Private Division via Polygon There's an image that will forever change how I see Marvel's favorite bad boy. The final scene shows a distraught Wolverine in a cry-for-help moment, cutting his arm open with his claw in penance for her death. The highlight of the presentation was his reading of a spec Wolverine story he wrote to pitch Marvel (Joe Quesada respectfully informed him his style didn't quite fit in with the direction and tone of Marvel's current lineup, but "see you in the funny pages!") The story featured Wolverine, after a sexually charged mishap with Kitty Pryde, fighting off a bunch of zombies in a forest, only to discover that Kitty herself has become a zombie. But there was certainly an air of awkwardness throughout the discussion, with long silences punctured by moments of sheer hilarity-not unlike, as my buddy Wes pointed out, his books. I was therefore curious to see how he would perform in front of a room full of doting strangers, one of whom even asked him how he could NOT be embarrassed by what he's written. I had met Brown earlier in the day, and noted how timid he was, especially for someone who has already divulged some of the most embarrassing sexual escapades imaginable to quite a sizable readership. The last panel I saw was held by Jeffrey Brown, the other Indie superstar headlining MoCCA. The only thing I can say is that if you're looking for a slice of humanity in your comics, Nilsen's is a must. So powerful and moving in its simplicity-the images said nothing and everything at the same time, completely elucidating the absurdity and beauty of life-the work left me speechless. In the portion he recited, Nilsen had culled aerial images of cities and landscapes off the Internet and on them superimposed a human silhouette, who pondered mankind's cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death-what Buddhist's call Samsara-as he was forced to say goodbye to his love. This was an absolutely astounding example of the flexibility of comics as an art form. The first panel we sat in on was hosted by Drawn & Quarterly, and we were treated to a reading from Anders Nilsen's Don't Go Where I Can't Follow, an homage to the artist's girlfriend who sadly died of cancer. Okay, now that I've addressed my hormones, I can delve into my impressions of the writers and comics-this is, after all, a blog about comics, right? As I said, I'm a newbie to alternatives, so for some more erudite opinions, I encourage you to check out John's post. For hot chicks that dig reading comics, ditch the Marvel fanboys and aim for the indies-what other convention would headline Fun Home's Alison Bechdel as THE guest of honor? "You need to write that in your post!" he told me. In fact, as I was walking around the exhibitions today, I found myself remarking to John on more than one occasion that the girls were, well, kind of hot. The point of this rather lengthy digression is to say that today I learned that there is in fact a vast female writer and readership in comics-they're just not reading and writing Spider-Man.
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