>>40503188
it's not in comic form, but here is one of many tales:
*cop knocks on the window*
license and registration please, you were driving a bit recklessly earlier uhhhh sir?
>gloves stares autisticly into the officers eyes
sorry I have anxiety
sir I'm going to have to ask you to get out your registration, i just need to confirm your id.
*brapp*
[interior shot]
ughghgh, where am i? oh gods flux? [flux bubbles and gurgles under the surface of an acid lake, the likes of which you have never seen]
sorry I just have some gas {refer to pic for illustration}
sir I'm going to have to ask you to get out of the car if you continue to refuse to show me your ID!!!
"oh god am I? no, it can't be!"
ok fine *gloves gets out of the car, shaking*
*Terje is BANGING against the walls of gloves' stomach* "LET ME OUT LET ME OUT LET ME OUT!" [flux is visibly out of it]
ack, im so hungry~
sir it's no time for food, are you drunk?
no? I'm just an autist on many medications, including sertraline
jesus christ I'm just going to ask you a question to asses your mental capability... let's say that you have 5 dimes, 9 quarters, and 3 nickles, how much change do you have total?
*he's shaken up by the inquiry* uhh-uhh *he's pacing now*
sir I need an answer
"ITS $2.90!! $2.90!!! you fucking retard" [terje is SCREAMING now, his shouts muffled by the inches of fat between him and his potential savior. flux is between life and death]
I JUST HAVE AN ANXIETY DISORDER AND AUTISM OK? *gloves opens his mouth a little* and I'm just really hungry ok? *he starts crying a bit*
*tears turn into sobs* and I'm just really afraid for my life right now ok? *his jaw becomes increasingly slack* and I just think that I'm going to have to eat you ok? *gloves fully unravels his jaw like a python*
uhh sir? *the officer fingers his gun* I dont think I can let you do that? can you just hold your hands above your head and calm down? try to take a few breaths..
