How Baby

Not to name names. Not to throw anyone under the bus. Not to cast any shade. But one of us is pretending their human flesh doesn’t have human needs, and it’s not me. And somehow, in the last few months, my magical powers to get something done just by asking for it to be done have started to fade.

Don’t know why that’s happening. Surely they’re not somehow connected by some larger invisible force!

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Conventions! I’ve got two coming up this month: Sept 18-20 I’m in Edmonton for Edmonton Expo, and then on September 26 I’ll be at New West Comic Fest! Come see meeee, come see Motherlover in print, come see my saucy fanart prints. Truly something for everyone, so long as that ‘everyone’ is reading this comic right now <33

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TRANSCRIPT

Panels 1-5: (A half-assed isometric perspective reminiscent of the original Sims. All the same, with Momo sitting at a computer. In odd-numbered panels, there are (again) Sims-styled interaction bubbles. “Shower” is being clicked. In Panel 5, it’s being clicked a lot.)

Panel 6: (Close-up of Momo, looking up, blank look. No text.)

Panel 7: (Lindsay, god-like, looms over a simple house.)
Momo, inside house: n o
Lindsay: What do you mean, no??