Amends
It’s 2024! Welcome back to Steeple, let’s visit Tredregyn one last time! Much has changed in the last three months, as you will discover… but clearly, not Bob Warren’s taste in trousers.
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I spy a wild Dreckly!
But where’s his second phone?
I’d say the reason Maggie doesn’t trust her father is because she’s not an idiot.
I’m surprised Maggie agreed to meet him. I wonder if Penrose, Mrs Clovis, Billie and Brian are watching them, ready to go in case of another attempted kidnapping.
I believe Dreckly is giving them live reports as we speak.
We can see what the birds think of the dear, departed Grandma.
Hmm. The omega is presumably significant. We can but wait and see.
Well, it *is* the last Steeple story
I think there may be another, darker reason for having the omega smack in the middle of the garden, in frank opposition to any kind of aesthetic garden design, too.
Not pictured here: Pigeons spontaneously bursting into flame the moment the poop hits the marble.
I’m pretty sure that bust makes for great pest control.
The last thought going through their bird brains: “Worth it!”
These page titles feel like drawing prompts from a darker-than-usual Inktober.
I am wondering why the person sitting on the bench is wearing a black balaclava or motorbike helmet, or has a black face with one eye?
Ironically I am reading this with one eye (post-op eye surgery) so I *might* have missed something obvious…
PS. Happy New Year to one and all
That’s Dreckly, of God-Splann, the youth group Billie founded before she switched churches, which Maggie kind of inherited. First appeared in Steeple #2, during the initial print run. I think the last time they were an important part of a story was Secret Sentai, though I think they’ve popped up here and there since then.
I love these style of panels. I also forgot who Dreckly was. How long has it been since the first Steeple story?
A year!
you knocked these out fast
Carefully crafted fast you mean.
I think he means that in-story it’s been a year.
Last? As in last, last? As in, no more after this one, at all? Of any kind? Not just the last in a collection or series, but the end, happily, or something, ever after?
Afraid so, at least as far as this official run of Steeple goes. However, the Bobbinsverse is vast and I’m pretty sure that this isn’t the last we’ll see of the Tredregyn gang.
I just hope that Coby is ok.
I’m still trying to work out if John wrote “THREE MONTHS LATER” and then drew the rest of the comic without lifting his nib after completing the R-squiggle. That is a challenge as I have no idea of the size of his ink reservoir. The cartridge in my old Platignum (with a “g”) school pen would have given up somewhere in the palm trees so I am somewhat doubtful. Maybe John has a more modern appliance, based upon the application of lasers no doubt.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a recently deceased malevolent matriarch will be in want of a new vessel for her fetid essence. Preferably female, related, and one that the rest of the family won’t miss.
RUN, Maggie!!!
OH NO! That makes sense! MAGGIE, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!
Like a Vulcan katra ritual, only sordid and gross.
Oh, wow, I wasn’t expecting a timeskip. Given the merman hiding in the bushes in the final page of the last issue, I was sure that we were going to run immediately into a big climactic sea-monster attack.
John, this whole decade so far has sucked pretty bad for me — last year in particular. Thanks so much for the Bobbinsverse, which has always managed to put a smile on my face regardless of anything else going on. 🙂
Oh man, am I the only one who remembers what Bob Warren said about Penrose the last time they met?
I’m thinking this all part of that plan.
No, I think Bob Warren already shot his wad on that one – the “ritual to really shit up the preacher man” was bringing up Jason from the depths to torment Rev. Penrose, but it ultimately failed when Jason didn’t want to attack him.
Hmmm. Maybe? We’ll see I guess.
I’m personally hoping the old busybody from the bishops office got ate by a mercreature and Rev and Co are never aware she was there.
There seems to be a circular area of flattened vegetation just behind the memorial.
I suspect a small UFO landing.
That’s an Omega. If you go back a page, there’s one on the cover, too.
Or did you mean the rounder area directly behind the memorial?
That area does look weird indeed! A concealed pit for trapping small mammoths?
Yup, that’s the one I meant.
I’ll miss having a webcomic being set within a 30 mile radius of my house.
I admit I had to look up Vuvuzela. Comes of not following sport.
It was a fun meme about 13 years ago to add vuvuzela sounds to any website you wanted. Vuvuzela Time lasted for a few years, but it no longer functions. That link is to an article describing what it did and why.
I’m not sure I want to know what it says about me that still I remembered the Vuvuzela Time url exactly.
“Vuvuzela.” It did not mean what I thought it might mean.