Now, there! Look at the brains go!
Now online,
There’s a neural dispenser
Juiced up and working fine!
Now, there! Look at the brains go,
One by one!
Watching brains going “plip” is
Really a lot of fun!
We’re hearing shots and screams, oh no!
We must go in, get Sergio
And back out!
Now Nick has got a plan so fine,
”Just like an unused railroad line,
Let’s get … the … track … out!”
Now, there! Look at the brains go!
Not half-bad!
Ginny’s science, she says, is
Sensible, not so mad!
If Ginny Lee, that neural whiz,
Is not a madgirl,
I … don’t … know … who … is!
Yes, she has officially invented the brain equivalent of a printer with no paper tray. Their comments do seem to indicate that it really is a brain synthesizer, which is heartening. It’s reassuring that it’s not just teleporting brains out of people who weren’t using them much. She may be mad, but she’s not evil…
You have it the wrong way round. She’s evil, but not mad. She’s also that special brand of evil that thinks it’s good because it’s psychotically well-meaning.
Oh, so it makes the brains, it doesn’t just dispense them from a repository of clone tanks? That explains why it was a complicated ordeal to fix-slash-recreate. And if it’s making them one at a time, that output rate is all the more impressive!
She’s reminding me of Rachel in Blade Runner, her eyes glowing then not-glowing then glowing again in the “Will you come after me?” scene. Her (situational?) madness is… oddly comforting.
She hasn’t quite reached the “punch physics in the face” stage of madness yet. Once she builds a teleportation device out of old clothes hangers and double A batteries, we’ll know she’s gone beyond mere genius.
I don’t know. Building a machine that makes brains out of who-knows-what at that output rate out of random shit while hiding from zombies counts as magic.
She made a machine that makes brains out of another machine that made brains. All the necessary components were there already, so it’s not really that “magic” if you consider that she has lots of experience reverse engineering madsci devices.
Whether it’s admiring her brand new brain dispenser, looking horrified at her comrade’s blood curdling screams, or psyching herself for a kickass rescue of said comrade, Dr. Lee manages to look adorable no matter what she’s doing.
New method for falling asleep: counting brains as they fly out of the brain dispenser. Plip, one brain… Plip, two brains… Plip, three brains…
Am I the only mad scientist here who wants one of those for his (or her, for you Helen Narbon types) laboratory? There are just so many interesting things you can do with a nice fresh brain, don’t you know!
{singing} If I only had spare brains! {maniacal laugh}
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That really is, yeah.
Her innocent joy at her success is as disturbing as it is endearing.
Look at those glasses. She’s as mad as the rest of them.
She does have a sort of anti-Dave’s glasses thing going, doesn’t she?
Yeah, I noticed that.
Nope. Just enthusiastic.
(TUNE: “Over The Rainbow”, Arlen & Harburg)
Now, there! Look at the brains go!
Now online,
There’s a neural dispenser
Juiced up and working fine!
Now, there! Look at the brains go,
One by one!
Watching brains going “plip” is
Really a lot of fun!
We’re hearing shots and screams, oh no!
We must go in, get Sergio
And back out!
Now Nick has got a plan so fine,
”Just like an unused railroad line,
Let’s get … the … track … out!”
Now, there! Look at the brains go!
Not half-bad!
Ginny’s science, she says, is
Sensible, not so mad!
If Ginny Lee, that neural whiz,
Is not a madgirl,
I … don’t … know … who … is!
At this, point, the proper response is actually “OVER HERE!” — get the zombies to the brain dispenser!
I was thinking that exact thing. Call the zombies over and pray that they haven’t gone completely feral yet.
More likely they will charge in and stop in horror. “I say, who dumped all these perfectly edible brains on the floor? How appaulingly unhygienic!”
Yes, she has officially invented the brain equivalent of a printer with no paper tray. Their comments do seem to indicate that it really is a brain synthesizer, which is heartening. It’s reassuring that it’s not just teleporting brains out of people who weren’t using them much. She may be mad, but she’s not evil…
You have it the wrong way round. She’s evil, but not mad. She’s also that special brand of evil that thinks it’s good because it’s psychotically well-meaning.
Ironically, on the local NPR radio station yesterday, they had a news blurb about the scarcity of donated human brain tissue to study…
“Sorry, we’re all out of samples of a corpus callosum, try back next week…”
Isn’t finding fewer brains than bodies one of the early warning signs of a zombie outbreak?
NPR could be onto something here…
Oh, so it makes the brains, it doesn’t just dispense them from a repository of clone tanks? That explains why it was a complicated ordeal to fix-slash-recreate. And if it’s making them one at a time, that output rate is all the more impressive!
Okay, something is going on with those glasses. Don’t know what yet, but something is.
A wide shot vs a close-up?
She’s reminding me of Rachel in Blade Runner, her eyes glowing then not-glowing then glowing again in the “Will you come after me?” scene. Her (situational?) madness is… oddly comforting.
Okay, how is she not mad yet? =D
To quote Neil Gaimen’s Sandman, “His madness keeps him sane.”
She hasn’t quite reached the “punch physics in the face” stage of madness yet. Once she builds a teleportation device out of old clothes hangers and double A batteries, we’ll know she’s gone beyond mere genius.
I don’t know. Building a machine that makes brains out of who-knows-what at that output rate out of random shit while hiding from zombies counts as magic.
She made a machine that makes brains out of another machine that made brains. All the necessary components were there already, so it’s not really that “magic” if you consider that she has lots of experience reverse engineering madsci devices.
Her fogged glasses, on the other hand…
Whether it’s admiring her brand new brain dispenser, looking horrified at her comrade’s blood curdling screams, or psyching herself for a kickass rescue of said comrade, Dr. Lee manages to look adorable no matter what she’s doing.
New method for falling asleep: counting brains as they fly out of the brain dispenser. Plip, one brain… Plip, two brains… Plip, three brains…
Not sure why, but I think “plip” is my favorite sound effect ever.
…now that I’ve seen “plip” in sans serif, I must find out what font Shaenon uses!
Fonts are for the weak.
LOL!
You rock
Wait, you killed him?
Am I the only mad scientist here who wants one of those for his (or her, for you Helen Narbon types) laboratory? There are just so many interesting things you can do with a nice fresh brain, don’t you know!
{singing} If I only had spare brains! {maniacal laugh}
*plip*