Chapter 4 – Page 070
To be fair I’ve seen even more misjudged PR stunts than this one blasted across Piccadilly Circus.
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Panel 1 (wide):
In Piccadilly Circus, E-D’s face is blasted across every available surface. Everyone’s staring at their phones wondering what the hell.
E-D: AHAHAHAHAHAAA!
Panel 2:
E-D is clutching his head. He’s gone utterly insane, the mental strain is too great. His eyes are bleeding.
E-D: Ya see me, ma?!
E-D: I told ya I was special!
E-D: I told ya-!
Panel 3:
Same view. E-D’s eyes have gone totally static, as have the golems. He’s slumped, brain totally empty.
E-D: ...sUbScRiBe…
E-D: ...To…
E-D: ...PeWdIePiE…
Panel 4:
Same view. E-D has collapsed feet first. The golems’ eyes have gone blank.
Panel 5:
Same view. The golems’ eyes have returned to their original colour.
In Piccadilly Circus, E-D’s face is blasted across every available surface. Everyone’s staring at their phones wondering what the hell.
E-D: AHAHAHAHAHAAA!
Panel 2:
E-D is clutching his head. He’s gone utterly insane, the mental strain is too great. His eyes are bleeding.
E-D: Ya see me, ma?!
E-D: I told ya I was special!
E-D: I told ya-!
Panel 3:
Same view. E-D’s eyes have gone totally static, as have the golems. He’s slumped, brain totally empty.
E-D: ...sUbScRiBe…
E-D: ...To…
E-D: ...PeWdIePiE…
Panel 4:
Same view. E-D has collapsed feet first. The golems’ eyes have gone blank.
Panel 5:
Same view. The golems’ eyes have returned to their original colour.