It’s one of the fundamental principles of mad science that while one group of minions are building the death ray/particle accelerator, a second, larger group are installing the coffee machines and doughnut makers.
Most world domination plans begin as a way to ensure a continuous supply of “hundreds and thousands” and/or raspberry jam.
No worries. It’s a mad scientist town. They can resurrect him as a zombie and ask him how it happened.
As a bonus, he already seems to have the correct zombie shuffling posture, lying with his hands like that.
I like the story potential of this idea. He goes on to have wacky adventures while struggling to become the top undead limbo champion. This could be the next blockbuster laugh-out-loud movie of the year, that is, if Hollywood did anything original anymore.
Still, there’s the zombie option…..or they could put his brain into a giant insect robot with laser cannons….or they could upload his personality to the main security system to have him run the whole thing with his uniquely talented approach to security. Or they could transmute the tissue to crystal and shine lights through it to make pretty colours.
[CHORUS:]
Well, the meat-man’s gone!
The meat-man’s gone!
Phillips fooled with Fate and now he’s f***ed!
Dang, the dude is dead!
Where the heck’s his head?
Unity went out and got a treat …
Sweetheart wants no sweet, she wants some meat!
Go back to the party, just to find
Drunken guard has left this world behind! [repeat CHORUS]
Rowdy redshirt ran right out of breath …
Laughed at danger, had a date with Death!
Meanwhile, no response from silent cam …
Did GODOT go do guys’s death? G’damn! [repeat CHORUS]
The unspoken implication is that Unity had been planning to eat *all* the dozen donuts she ordered, but when she found one left over from the unexpected long dozen, she started feeling generous.
He has met his Destiny. And hopefully succeeded in diverting it from everyone else! ^_^;
It’s my party and I’ll die if I want to
Die if I want to
Die if I want to
My fate’s fulfilled, now I’m killed in my kilt
Where did Unity get the doughnuts?
It’s one of the fundamental principles of mad science that while one group of minions are building the death ray/particle accelerator, a second, larger group are installing the coffee machines and doughnut makers.
Most world domination plans begin as a way to ensure a continuous supply of “hundreds and thousands” and/or raspberry jam.
Or in your case, Orange Marmalade.
St. Charlie runs under Boston. So they’ve got to have a Dunkin’ Donuts.
No worries. It’s a mad scientist town. They can resurrect him as a zombie and ask him how it happened.
As a bonus, he already seems to have the correct zombie shuffling posture, lying with his hands like that.
I like the story potential of this idea. He goes on to have wacky adventures while struggling to become the top undead limbo champion. This could be the next blockbuster laugh-out-loud movie of the year, that is, if Hollywood did anything original anymore.
Weekend at Bernie’s 2.5: Party on Charlie
BRAIN DRAAAAAAAAAINS!
Phillips! No! We had barely met him!
Still, there’s the zombie option…..or they could put his brain into a giant insect robot with laser cannons….or they could upload his personality to the main security system to have him run the whole thing with his uniquely talented approach to security. Or they could transmute the tissue to crystal and shine lights through it to make pretty colours.
And if all else fails, well, there’s always the Nellie Lovett option…
Or, you know, Unity would be more than happy to take that corpse off your hands…if, just in case, you don’t need it any more or anything.
Oh, I thought she was using “Phillips” as a euphemism.
(TUNE: “The Beat Goes On”, Sonny & Cher)
[CHORUS:]
Well, the meat-man’s gone!
The meat-man’s gone!
Phillips fooled with Fate and now he’s f***ed!
Dang, the dude is dead!
Where the heck’s his head?
Unity went out and got a treat …
Sweetheart wants no sweet, she wants some meat!
Go back to the party, just to find
Drunken guard has left this world behind!
[repeat CHORUS]
Rowdy redshirt ran right out of breath …
Laughed at danger, had a date with Death!
Meanwhile, no response from silent cam …
Did GODOT go do guys’s death? G’damn!
[repeat CHORUS]
Fridge logic just kicked in. Did Sweetheart just leave one of her team alone with a potentially homicidal A.I.? Bad dog! BAD!!
I think Sweetheart just left a potential client alone with Tip and his therapy puppets. GODOT must really have ticked her off.
ah, but she did _warn_ GODOT. It’s on GODOT’s own … cranium/CPU/Beowulf cluster (?) what happens.
Unity does on purpose what I do by mistake when I buy cakes to share.
The unspoken implication is that Unity had been planning to eat *all* the dozen donuts she ordered, but when she found one left over from the unexpected long dozen, she started feeling generous.
Aren’t we ALL meat-related, really?
Phillips, dead? No!
What an incredible stroke of inevitability!
Poor guy. He got kilt.
Winner!
See, Sweetheart? If you had let Unity hang around to see how this guy died you would have this mystery solved already!
Except that Unity probably wouldn’t intuit the cause of death without copious amounts of brains so nevermind.