Again, finding it necessary to re-apply comments from the old digger web site
“Hahahahaha! Sorry but when I saw the last comic I wondered what my reaction to being called “fat bear that stinks of broken earth” would be and the first panel with Digger sniffing was sheer brilliance.”
For Digger I would expect that Ed would hold (marginally) more appeal than Grim Eyes, romantically speaking.
She’d probably be totally nonplussed by the suggestion of intimacy with either one, though, and would frantically scrabble for a polite way to turn them down without hurting their feelings if either one made a proposition …
The funny thing is, one of the old comments said something along the lines of: “Is it just me, or is Ed stone cold sexy in that last panel.”
I’ll just leave that there 🙂
But, but think of the children! They’d be some sort of hard-as nails marsupial killing machine with insane bone crushing jaws! But then they’d basically be the same as Tasmanian devils and so by occupying an identical ecological niche compete until only one species survived unless geographicaly separated by a sufficiently large distance, or by behavioral diffences such as diurnal/nocturnal niche-splitting or
*forebrain kicks in and brings the phrase “cross species relationship” to prominent attention*
arrrggg. my self defense mechanism of trying to ignore the squick by analyzing the potential outcome instead just failed. Pass the brain bleach.
I’ll make a vote for sexy Ed comment right about now, actually. He’s adorable.
My first thought honestly was “Struth, Digger slept with /who/?” but my second thought was “There would have been more of a build up to that, if it was the case.”
*BunnyRock picks up the brain bleach with a nod of thanks. Then uses brain and ruins it all again*
Looking at this again I can kind of see the point. My being male, awkward, unromantic, British (re: emotional detached and slightly dead inside) still doesn’t quite kill off the “awwww Ed” moment this image induces. Hell, he’s such a tragic lovable character I want to clutch him to my heaving bosom and hug him and tell him everything is going to be alright, and I don’t even have a heaving bosom (and would never hear the end of it if I went round clutching large obligate carnivores to it if I did).
However I would like to think that if I did do that, awkward re-assessment of my life it would entail aside, my immediate next still step would probably not be to try and play cross-species match-maker. The image of him waking up ignites some vestigial parenting instinct and exercises whatever protect-the-woobie neurons I still have, but I honestly can’t see how a candlelit dinner for two would help him at all. For a start given the dietary differences between him and Digger things would just get awkward from the appetizer onwards; even the greatest and most tragic star-crossed lovers seldom had to deal with one party tucking into something more closely related to his beloved that he himself is.
Besides, Ed and Digger? We all know Ed’s true love is-
*BunnyRock’s Guardian Angel, El-ahrairant, appears from behind a teacup*
“No you fool! Think of the Shipping wars! Remember the Dolores Umbridge/ Weighted Companion Cube incident!”
* BunnyRock is forcibly brain bleached for his own good. War is Peace. Ignorance is Strength. Happy Internet Use is Brain Bleach.*
To discuss Ed’s allure (though following BunnyRock is going to be difficult), I think it’s the waist-down muscle definition. It’s not like you ever saw most of Ed before this.
Ed’s all right (c’mon guys, its just the pose), but BunnyRock now gets my vote; ya gotta love male, awkward, unromantic, Britishers. Hell, I married 2 of ’em.
And, well…I actually don’t have much against cross-species relationships. I’m kinda weird that way. And great, now you guys are making me potentially ship Ed/Digger. D:< It be distracting!
@GrayGriffin: Okay, I spoke in haste and now, as the adage goes, I’m repenting at leisure. I have nothing necessarily against cross-species relationships in this context (as some of my own writing may attest, plus given Digger’s a marsupial It’d be interesting to see any male placental mammals facial expression when being confronted with the marsupial reproductive system for the first time and I won’t deny that. Especially if that male Placental mammal was a spotted hyena given female marsupials not only have a feature that female spotted hyenas famously lack, but have three of them) but it’s ED and DIGGER! the whole bit when Ed’s putting his healing herbs on her shoulder and saying he used to use them on his child is so parental that I can’t get past the father/daughter dynamic of it, and as a result can’t ever see Ed and Digger in any other light ever again.
But what’s the point really? I used the same “But their-like family! It’s weird!” argument against Harry-Hermione shipping, and even cannon-canons couldn’t sink that ship. Ed/Digger has just officially become the Harry/Hermione of this fandom, and i’ll have to live with it.
Thank god this comic doesn’t have a Lupin or Sirius proxy though, otherwise we’d never see the end of the bad slash fic.
Ed=/=Sexy. Ed=Adorable. From a human standpoint, at least, I’m sure that he’d be the hottest thing on two legs if a hyena (or wombat, *cough*, [/shipbait]) came along who wasn’t involved with the name-eating debacle and preferred the intellectual type to the sporty hunter type.
I don’t usually do ships (unless they’re sloops, brigs, or junks, or just too pretty to not board at once), but boy, BunnyRock, I’m ready to toss my hooked line over the beam of Jhalm/Vampire Squash… Even though I think the Squash could probably do better. They’re terribly cute together, though, so that’s okay. ^_^
Again, finding it necessary to re-apply comments from the old digger web site
“Hahahahaha! Sorry but when I saw the last comic I wondered what my reaction to being called “fat bear that stinks of broken earth” would be and the first panel with Digger sniffing was sheer brilliance.”
Ed looks oddly alluring in the last panel
That’s… a bit off, but true.
I’de almost think there was some cross-species relations going on….. and that’d be way too cute.
Well, if you go for adorable woobies, sure, but Grim Eyes is more to my liking.
For Digger I would expect that Ed would hold (marginally) more appeal than Grim Eyes, romantically speaking.
She’d probably be totally nonplussed by the suggestion of intimacy with either one, though, and would frantically scrabble for a polite way to turn them down without hurting their feelings if either one made a proposition …
😉
The funny thing is, one of the old comments said something along the lines of: “Is it just me, or is Ed stone cold sexy in that last panel.”
I’ll just leave that there 🙂
But, but think of the children! They’d be some sort of hard-as nails marsupial killing machine with insane bone crushing jaws! But then they’d basically be the same as Tasmanian devils and so by occupying an identical ecological niche compete until only one species survived unless geographicaly separated by a sufficiently large distance, or by behavioral diffences such as diurnal/nocturnal niche-splitting or
*forebrain kicks in and brings the phrase “cross species relationship” to prominent attention*
arrrggg. my self defense mechanism of trying to ignore the squick by analyzing the potential outcome instead just failed. Pass the brain bleach.
I’ll make a vote for sexy Ed comment right about now, actually. He’s adorable.
My first thought honestly was “Struth, Digger slept with /who/?” but my second thought was “There would have been more of a build up to that, if it was the case.”
*passes brain bleach to BunnyRock*
Good attempt, though …
😉
I think I can guess what’s going to happen, but I may be wrong…
*BunnyRock picks up the brain bleach with a nod of thanks. Then uses brain and ruins it all again*
Looking at this again I can kind of see the point. My being male, awkward, unromantic, British (re: emotional detached and slightly dead inside) still doesn’t quite kill off the “awwww Ed” moment this image induces. Hell, he’s such a tragic lovable character I want to clutch him to my heaving bosom and hug him and tell him everything is going to be alright, and I don’t even have a heaving bosom (and would never hear the end of it if I went round clutching large obligate carnivores to it if I did).
However I would like to think that if I did do that, awkward re-assessment of my life it would entail aside, my immediate next still step would probably not be to try and play cross-species match-maker. The image of him waking up ignites some vestigial parenting instinct and exercises whatever protect-the-woobie neurons I still have, but I honestly can’t see how a candlelit dinner for two would help him at all. For a start given the dietary differences between him and Digger things would just get awkward from the appetizer onwards; even the greatest and most tragic star-crossed lovers seldom had to deal with one party tucking into something more closely related to his beloved that he himself is.
Besides, Ed and Digger? We all know Ed’s true love is-
*BunnyRock’s Guardian Angel, El-ahrairant, appears from behind a teacup*
“No you fool! Think of the Shipping wars! Remember the Dolores Umbridge/ Weighted Companion Cube incident!”
* BunnyRock is forcibly brain bleached for his own good. War is Peace. Ignorance is Strength. Happy Internet Use is Brain Bleach.*
To discuss Ed’s allure (though following BunnyRock is going to be difficult), I think it’s the waist-down muscle definition. It’s not like you ever saw most of Ed before this.
Oh, and thank you, BunnyRock. My brain is now singing “Still Alive” again. 😛
: )
Ed’s all right (c’mon guys, its just the pose), but BunnyRock now gets my vote; ya gotta love male, awkward, unromantic, Britishers. Hell, I married 2 of ’em.
jaynee-At the same time?
And, well…I actually don’t have much against cross-species relationships. I’m kinda weird that way. And great, now you guys are making me potentially ship Ed/Digger. D:< It be distracting!
@GrayGriffin *Cough* I’m weird like that too… but not in this comic, no (at least not yet).
Fast reading, I read Digger’s second panel dialogue as “Metal Crap”
@GrayGriffin: Okay, I spoke in haste and now, as the adage goes, I’m repenting at leisure. I have nothing necessarily against cross-species relationships in this context (as some of my own writing may attest, plus given Digger’s a marsupial It’d be interesting to see any male placental mammals facial expression when being confronted with the marsupial reproductive system for the first time and I won’t deny that. Especially if that male Placental mammal was a spotted hyena given female marsupials not only have a feature that female spotted hyenas famously lack, but have three of them) but it’s ED and DIGGER! the whole bit when Ed’s putting his healing herbs on her shoulder and saying he used to use them on his child is so parental that I can’t get past the father/daughter dynamic of it, and as a result can’t ever see Ed and Digger in any other light ever again.
But what’s the point really? I used the same “But their-like family! It’s weird!” argument against Harry-Hermione shipping, and even cannon-canons couldn’t sink that ship. Ed/Digger has just officially become the Harry/Hermione of this fandom, and i’ll have to live with it.
Thank god this comic doesn’t have a Lupin or Sirius proxy though, otherwise we’d never see the end of the bad slash fic.
Although … Jhalm/Vampire squash anyone?
@Jaynee via GrayGriffin: To each other?
Ed=/=Sexy. Ed=Adorable. From a human standpoint, at least, I’m sure that he’d be the hottest thing on two legs if a hyena (or wombat, *cough*, [/shipbait]) came along who wasn’t involved with the name-eating debacle and preferred the intellectual type to the sporty hunter type.
I don’t usually do ships (unless they’re sloops, brigs, or junks, or just too pretty to not board at once), but boy, BunnyRock, I’m ready to toss my hooked line over the beam of Jhalm/Vampire Squash… Even though I think the Squash could probably do better. They’re terribly cute together, though, so that’s okay. ^_^