Tigerlily’s specialty is clockwork, but she may have picked up enough of the other branches of mad science that the answer to that question would be disturbing. The real question is why would Our Heroes drink it? (Okay, okay, Sweethearts metabolism would neutralize most stuff and it would take something atomic to get through U.N.I.T.Y.’s constitution, but why would Tip chance it?)
Well, Tip’s been infected with werewolf venom, injected with werewolf vaccine, and then counter-infected with extract-of-Unity, so by now his system is considerably stronger than the average human’s.
Besides, Tigerlily wants to rule the world, not kill everyone. And despite their rivalry, she is rather fond of Tip, so she’s not likely to give him anything that would harm him.
It’s in a hurricane glass, and I doubt Tigerlily bothered to locate fassionola syrup, so it’s probably a hurricane and oh my God this entire chapter has been themed.
Besides, a successful world conqueror is going to need experienced and competent bureaucrats to help her run things once the conquest has been made. Especially if she wants to have any hope of ever getting any lab time in ever again! n_n
“No. It gives me no pleasure. Politics always annoyed me. Now I do it every day. I haven’t seen my wife in years. My old friends are gone. I haven’t travelled or explored – at least with the Heterodynes we had the adventures. The occasional fight. Now it’s send in the armies. Then the bureaucrats with mops. It’s become an old formula. Well, we do what we must.”
I am somewhat torn in my feelings about him. I certainly cannot disagree that he brought a certain level of peace to Europa, but it was a very fragile peace, and it was he alone who held it together. He became far more powerful than one man should be. And his experiments… well, I’m just glad that Dr. Dim has no idea what Klaus had done to him, but I fear he is actually one of the lucky ones.
The peace was fragile, but it was honest peace – he didn’t have any ulterior motives.
Enforced with an iron fist, true, but at the same time with only one rule “Play nice with eacher other, or I’ll make you!”
There is no way that any kind of true peace would exist without a benevolent tyrant in that world. Kind of like Vetinari on the Discworld.
Being so powerful was the only way he could go – otherwise the other “nobles” would have ruined everything just for petty politics.
As for Dim, he seems nice now, but somehow I doubt he was that nice before.
Considering that Klaus allows Othar Tryggvasen to run around, whatever Dim did must have been truly horrible.
It’s not so much that Klaus allows Othar to run around, but rather that Othar keeps escaping. He’s very good at that. If Klaus could hang on to him long enough, he would dissect Othar’s brain as well.
Tip’s a dog chasing his own tail. He wouldn’t know what to do with it if he caught it.
He seems to only be drawn to his personal fashion choices because they go against the norm. They wouldn’t hold the same appeal for him if they were already the standard fare that everyone wore everywhere. He’d find them boring, conformist, cliche, and uninteresting.
If Tigerlily ruled the world, she’d try to enforce hipness on everyone, and in turn it would become the new square. As Chris proved to her previously she is at odds with her own agenda – she lives for the funk, but her attempts to force it on others render her unfunky. She hates The Man with an unimaginable passion, and yet it’s her very passion that drives her to BECOME The Man.
Hence why these two seem doomed to eternal disatisfaction. They both wrap up so much of their own identities in being rebels, patting themselves on the back for their “obviously” superior taste compared to other people, and daydreaming of a world in which they were surrounded by nothing but the things they love.
And yet, if they had that world, they’d find it would quickly lose its luster and start to drive them mad. They wouldn’t feel “different” or “special” anymore. And they’d gravitate toward different, more neglected aesthetics as representative of their desire to stand out and not be like other people. They can’t know peace, because they overvalue how they’re different from others, and simuntaneously undervalue how they’re similar.
Simply put, they care too much what other people think about them, and too much of who they are is based in putting on a show that other people can see.
1. Those little racer robots were already living in the basement, so only the most tenuous relation between Mustachio and Hitty. 2. We refuse to acknowledge your Level 2a pun.
Her vision of peace, love and celebration has another problem – she’s not the only mad scientist. They all seem to be driven by the desire to conquer SOMETHING – Dr, Frankenstein wanted to conquer death, Captain Bram the American Kennel Club, but many of them want to conquer THE WORLD. I don’t see that changing just because one of them succeeds, more likely they would be emboldened, redouble their efforts in order to try to supplant Tigerlily.
Instead of peace, there would be an unending War of the Mads. How the reality-blind populace would fare in the midst of this conflict is appalling to contemplate, civilian casualties could be horrendous as people fail to see the giant battle robots, mutant monstrosities, and who-knows what other Mad weaponry running rampant across the world.
What’s Tip’s pink cocktail umbrella drink? Surely not a Brandy Alexander…
Tigerlily’s specialty is clockwork, but she may have picked up enough of the other branches of mad science that the answer to that question would be disturbing. The real question is why would Our Heroes drink it? (Okay, okay, Sweethearts metabolism would neutralize most stuff and it would take something atomic to get through U.N.I.T.Y.’s constitution, but why would Tip chance it?)
Well, Tip’s been infected with werewolf venom, injected with werewolf vaccine, and then counter-infected with extract-of-Unity, so by now his system is considerably stronger than the average human’s.
Besides, Tigerlily wants to rule the world, not kill everyone. And despite their rivalry, she is rather fond of Tip, so she’s not likely to give him anything that would harm him.
It’s in a hurricane glass, and I doubt Tigerlily bothered to locate fassionola syrup, so it’s probably a hurricane and oh my God this entire chapter has been themed.
Besides, a successful world conqueror is going to need experienced and competent bureaucrats to help her run things once the conquest has been made. Especially if she wants to have any hope of ever getting any lab time in ever again! n_n
As Klaus Wulfenbach, ruler of Europa remarked:
“No. It gives me no pleasure. Politics always annoyed me. Now I do it every day. I haven’t seen my wife in years. My old friends are gone. I haven’t travelled or explored – at least with the Heterodynes we had the adventures. The occasional fight. Now it’s send in the armies. Then the bureaucrats with mops. It’s become an old formula. Well, we do what we must.”
Klaus may not have been the Spark Europa wanted but he very definitely was the Spark that they needed. ^_^
I am somewhat torn in my feelings about him. I certainly cannot disagree that he brought a certain level of peace to Europa, but it was a very fragile peace, and it was he alone who held it together. He became far more powerful than one man should be. And his experiments… well, I’m just glad that Dr. Dim has no idea what Klaus had done to him, but I fear he is actually one of the lucky ones.
The peace was fragile, but it was honest peace – he didn’t have any ulterior motives.
Enforced with an iron fist, true, but at the same time with only one rule “Play nice with eacher other, or I’ll make you!”
There is no way that any kind of true peace would exist without a benevolent tyrant in that world. Kind of like Vetinari on the Discworld.
Being so powerful was the only way he could go – otherwise the other “nobles” would have ruined everything just for petty politics.
As for Dim, he seems nice now, but somehow I doubt he was that nice before.
Considering that Klaus allows Othar Tryggvasen to run around, whatever Dim did must have been truly horrible.
It’s not so much that Klaus allows Othar to run around, but rather that Othar keeps escaping. He’s very good at that. If Klaus could hang on to him long enough, he would dissect Othar’s brain as well.
This could be the fix for the weirdness blindness! In a world ruled by mad science, surely mad science is normal, and therefore visible?
There’s a problem with that — if it was visible, it wouldn’t be Mad. Mad science is concerned only with performing the impossible at least once.
Not exactly true. While Mad science is not limited by what is possible, it is also not limited to what is impossible.
If it was a naked attack on Tip, there’d be a discretion cut…
…what? Not that kind of naked attack? Oh.
Never mind!
I’m sure you can find plenty of willing artists to commission that from.
Tip’s a dog chasing his own tail. He wouldn’t know what to do with it if he caught it.
He seems to only be drawn to his personal fashion choices because they go against the norm. They wouldn’t hold the same appeal for him if they were already the standard fare that everyone wore everywhere. He’d find them boring, conformist, cliche, and uninteresting.
If Tigerlily ruled the world, she’d try to enforce hipness on everyone, and in turn it would become the new square. As Chris proved to her previously she is at odds with her own agenda – she lives for the funk, but her attempts to force it on others render her unfunky. She hates The Man with an unimaginable passion, and yet it’s her very passion that drives her to BECOME The Man.
Hence why these two seem doomed to eternal disatisfaction. They both wrap up so much of their own identities in being rebels, patting themselves on the back for their “obviously” superior taste compared to other people, and daydreaming of a world in which they were surrounded by nothing but the things they love.
And yet, if they had that world, they’d find it would quickly lose its luster and start to drive them mad. They wouldn’t feel “different” or “special” anymore. And they’d gravitate toward different, more neglected aesthetics as representative of their desire to stand out and not be like other people. They can’t know peace, because they overvalue how they’re different from others, and simuntaneously undervalue how they’re similar.
Simply put, they care too much what other people think about them, and too much of who they are is based in putting on a show that other people can see.
In two years, this’d be the Planetary Anthem…
Does no-one else notice that Moustachio and Hitty appear to have produced offSPRING?
1. Those little racer robots were already living in the basement, so only the most tenuous relation between Mustachio and Hitty. 2. We refuse to acknowledge your Level 2a pun.
perhaps they are gearing up for it?
Aha! A pun with teeth! I like that!
Those are the basement robots, seen when Tip was trying to get the dwellers there to live in peace.
Her vision of peace, love and celebration has another problem – she’s not the only mad scientist. They all seem to be driven by the desire to conquer SOMETHING – Dr, Frankenstein wanted to conquer death, Captain Bram the American Kennel Club, but many of them want to conquer THE WORLD. I don’t see that changing just because one of them succeeds, more likely they would be emboldened, redouble their efforts in order to try to supplant Tigerlily.
Instead of peace, there would be an unending War of the Mads. How the reality-blind populace would fare in the midst of this conflict is appalling to contemplate, civilian casualties could be horrendous as people fail to see the giant battle robots, mutant monstrosities, and who-knows what other Mad weaponry running rampant across the world.
Could make a good comic, though.
Apart from the reality blindness, you’ve pretty much described the world of Girl Genius. ^_^
The only difference is that in Girl Genius, the Mad scientists actually have a name…. Sparks.
Tigerlily’s strapless gown belies the notion that this is a naked attack on Tip.
But you have to admit, that is a damn nice dress, and Tigerlily is rockin’ it.
Because we encounter it continuously, the normal fades from our attention and we become rapidly blind to the mundane.