Avast, I've Run Aground!

Happy Memorial Day! This is the day we Amadusians honor those brave soldiers who fought and died for our freedom against the Tyrants of Masculon, over five hundred Earth-years ago. Just imagine... two hoards of brawny, hairy, bearded, half-naked and well-oiled men grappling with each other in a surging, seething mass!

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...Sorry, my mind kind of wandered there for a sex.. er, I mean, "sec." Aannnyway, the men of Amadus managed to kill every macho male of Masculon, profoundly changing their planet's culture for all time! The world is known nowadays as "Femnaz."

Sadly, as Rainbow Girl steered my ship, the HMS Exquisite, to the cemetery satellite of Shanghalla, we ran afoul o' a solar squall the likes o' which I never seen in all me days a-sailin' the cosmic seas! Th' demon gust pitched ol' Brigadier Blockade an' his noble vessel ass o'er tea kettle ag'in the rocky shoals o' an asteroid belt! All o' me drawin' supplies were-- BLAZES! *click* GODDAMN this pirate voicebox module! A Titanian biker karate-chopped my windpipe in a tavern brawl (it's like he knew all my moves before I could even make them!) and ever since, the darn thing's been acting all haywire. As I was trying to say before... in the crash, my art supplies went "overboard" through a damaged airlock and are even now floating somewhere in the inky void. Also, com systems are malfunctioning, so posting (and commenting to your comments, MaGnUs) this week might be a little spotty. I'll do what I can.

Fun fact: Yesterday (in your time period) my old roommate/only source of financial aid, Jeremy Rizza, finally moved into his new townhome! Amusingly, the first-time homeowner wouldn't have his internet hooked up until the following Thursday! Isn't that a scream?

And now, the historic Amadus/Masculon battle, as pre-enacted by Archie Andrews and Jughead Jones.

(Handsome Archie is playing Amadus, of course.)