Part of story Pub as a Service
(16 Comics)
Server Reset
PANEL 1:
JAY: Sorry about your Robot. He died doing what I love. PLAYING RUSH.
PLYMOUTH: Oh, he’ll live on in the cloud.
ROB: Aww… that’s kinda poetic.
PLYMOUTH: No, I mean I backed up his consciousness to PlymCloud. I’m not a fucking idiot.
PANEL 2
[Wide panel—The gang is seated at the bar. New paper menus are on the table. Everyone looks chill.]
NARRATOR: Two weeks later.
BRANDO: Finally, things are back to NORMAL.
TREY: *COUGH* *COUGH* The chalk dust!
THE ROB: Never thought I’d be happy to see paper menus!
PANEL 3
[BARTENDER walks up with Tray of beer pints and printed receipt.]
BARTENDER: That’ll be $39…
THE ROB: Alright boys, first round’s on me!
BARTENDER: …per beer.
THE ROB: WHAT THE HELL!?
PANEL 4
[Everyone groans, BRANDO facepalms.]
BRANDO: Plymouth bought the brewery.
THE ROB: Soooo, how many wings we getting?
JAY: Sorry about your Robot. He died doing what I love. PLAYING RUSH.
PLYMOUTH: Oh, he’ll live on in the cloud.
ROB: Aww… that’s kinda poetic.
PLYMOUTH: No, I mean I backed up his consciousness to PlymCloud. I’m not a fucking idiot.
PANEL 2
[Wide panel—The gang is seated at the bar. New paper menus are on the table. Everyone looks chill.]
NARRATOR: Two weeks later.
BRANDO: Finally, things are back to NORMAL.
TREY: *COUGH* *COUGH* The chalk dust!
THE ROB: Never thought I’d be happy to see paper menus!
PANEL 3
[BARTENDER walks up with Tray of beer pints and printed receipt.]
BARTENDER: That’ll be $39…
THE ROB: Alright boys, first round’s on me!
BARTENDER: …per beer.
THE ROB: WHAT THE HELL!?
PANEL 4
[Everyone groans, BRANDO facepalms.]
BRANDO: Plymouth bought the brewery.
THE ROB: Soooo, how many wings we getting?
