Terminals Comic Presented by Penny Farthing Press

How else could it end, really?

I’m not going to go into a dissection or analysis or deep theory as to what Terminals meant, or what Terminals is really about; there’s nearly 180 pages of that to go back on. What I am going to say first and foremost, is thank you. Ed, Rove, and I (Ryan) have put out two pages a week for almost two years now. It’s weird and different thinking about not doing that anymore. Regardless of the ups and downs, the ins and outs, and the highs and lows, I think I can speak for all of us on Terminals when I say that we’re proud of this.

Thank you to everyone who read the series. Thank you to everyone who shared the links and told your friends, and said kind, encouraging words. Thank you to everyone for giving Terminals even one second of attention.

Thank you to our faithful, hilarious, amazing, supportive, wonderful, meticulous, spirited, pun-filled commenters. You know who you are, and you made every single page worth it. We will miss your comments, your thoughts, your enthusiasm, and most importantly, your puns. Thank you for being a part of the series.

Thank you to Penny-Farthing Press, for letting us do this, for enabling us to do this, for their support, patience, help and assistance, and for taking that chance on us back in 2010. Thank you to Courtney, for championing the series from day one, and thank you to Celina, for being our incredible and invaluable editor.

So how does the story continue? Well, I know some things. I’m not sure if we ever will though. Maybe there is no continuation of the story. Maybe there is. I’ll ask Clarence.

That’s it for now. Check back from time to time though, I’m sure we’ll be posting something to keep you in our clutches. Once more, thank you so much. So long. Farewell. Thanks for all the fish. For a while, crocodile. I’ll be seeing you. Adios. Don’t let the door hit you where the good Lord split you. Not if I see you first. Don’t let the bedbugs bite.

We’re not saying goodnight… we’re just saying.

- Ryan

We’re only moments away. Two pages from the final piece of the Terminals puzzle. One week today, and the book closes. What a ride. It’s getting harder to be witty – or try to, anyways – in this micro-blogs that come with each page. Not because we’ve run out of steam, or quips, or enthusiasm. Because we genuinely will miss it. We’ll certainly miss your wit, if anything. Two years is a long time to work on any one creative thing, and it’s your comments that have made it so awesome. Otherwise it’s just making stuff we want to see. So thank you.

Two more pages left in Terminals. If you have any wild theories on what will happen between now and the end, let ‘em rip now, kids.

Months later. Any idea what Wynn and Bear are up to?

Only four more pages left. Terminals continues next Tuesday.

You didn’t think we’d go killing everyone, did you? If there’s one thing I will hang my hat on, it’s that as long as we breathe, Clarence Charles will too.

Only six more pages left in Terminals.

Also… last call! Rove and Ryan will be at the Calgary Expo this weekend, April 27-29, with print copies of Terminals #1-3, as well as other comics! Find us at tabes L04 & 05. Yeah!

Only 8 more pages in left in Terminals…

And just how do you think this little scuffle will end?

If you’re in Vancouver this weekend, be sure to check out the FanExpo running Saturday and Sunday – Ryan will be a guest, selling comics including the first three issues of Terminals in print!