We can’t hear you, papa!
Death, as always, marked by the manifestation of a glowing, floating skull. Look, I don’t make the rules. We will all be glowing, floating skulls one day. Get used to it.
Death, as always, marked by the manifestation of a glowing, floating skull. Look, I don’t make the rules. We will all be glowing, floating skulls one day. Get used to it.
Panel 5: Life goals
Goodness, I had been assuming that their father died relatively recently. From the flashback, it looks like it has been many years. I’m surprised his ghost (or at least his floating skull) isn’t hanging around the manor shouting “Get on with it!”
They haven’t yet said it isn’t…
If it were, they could have just asked him where he wanted the ashes to go and not have had to wait for Lottie to be born, grow up, and start a solver business.
…and he would have repeated his last words. Pater Mapplethorpe does seem to be the persistent type.
I still have my Dad’s ashes, and he died yonks ago. I’m not saving them for anything in particular. I’ve just never figured out what to do with them.
(The current idea is to mix them with cement and cast a Buddha statue of him and place it out in the forest he liked to go to. His nickname used to be “the Buddha” because he would sit like Budai on the mat while coaching wrestling.)
That’s… awesome. I like how there are so many people out there with amazing stories.
After a life of great adventures that poor man was just tired.
And quite exasperated!
Stubby fingers and thumb. Nice detail.
Yesss! I didn’t notice that! Of course he has had the frostbite many times, it comes with the job of extreme adventuring.
So, now, after all these years, they’re finally getting the “get on with it!” prompt. No doubt propelled by their own senses of impending glowy-green-skull-hood!
Note to self: Don’t die in Tredregyn. My green glowy skull might get snagged for use in a ritual object!
Never have there been any finer final words. Lol
and they’ve proven completely incapable of actually fulfilling his final wish(es).
(calling in the Solvers to do it for them does not, IMO, count.)
Exactly what I was thinking!
The pater dierd years possibly decades ago.
So the question is: Why the sudden urge?
This should be good – and perhaps involve a cross-over with Steeple.
I think he died about a decade ago. I figured ten years might be the point when the siblings threw up their hands and asked for help.
Hah! I was just thinking they looked as if they’d aged about 10 years.
I appreciate that it’s clear, regardless of what problems they may have with each other, they both loved their father very much.
The Phantom rates a whole skeleton, at least going by the current storyline.
The sister takes after her father.
So there’s two of them.. why don’t they just divide the ashes in half and each do what they will with their portion? Cut the baby (fatherly ashes) in two!
Then there’d be no story. Is that what you want? IS. THAT. WHAT. YOU. WANT.
We haven’t heard the whole story yet. I’m sure there’s some reason they won’t do that.
The perspective in that final panel — **chef’s kiss**
I was at the scene when my father took his last breath, and I didn’t see any floaty skull.
I miss the best deaths.
Maybe he’s just sleeping
Pining for the fjords.
I have already been drawn deeply in to the story and am on tenterhooks as to how it will evolve. One nice twist is that the deathbed scene is eerily close to that of Uncle Jack’s in Ripping Yarns’ “The Curse of the Claw”. I was hoping Sir Robert would rise up at the last minute and offer to show them his cyst…
From looks alone the elder Mapplethorpe must have fathered reverend Penrose?