Then again, if Chris never actually saw the basement dweller files he may not realise that other people in the building had a tendancy to create new life and inadequate containment facilities for it.
Well since Chris and Marcie created most of the denizens of the basement when they were irradiating creatures while working at D of I before, there is an easy way for them to handle whatever they encounter down there. They just say ” I am your creator. You must obey me.”
Well, for a long time it worked. Although, to be honest, the correct way to phrase it is “I am your creator. Would you like me to bake cookies?” Of course, make sure to avoid saying that to sapient cookies.
All day he waits and contemplates,
Not in a state of lucid, full shear lucid.
On Annex One he rides shotgun
Without a ton of lucid, full shear lucid.
Keep a-goin’, Chris, don’t you listen to him, Chris,
There is something hit-and-miss,
And his mind is cheese of Swiss, not lucid.
Chris you should leave, it’s all make-believe,
There is nothing up his sleeve,
It’ll cause you grief you can’t conceive.
A lot of flakes want what’s at stake.
It doesn’t make them lucid, full lucid.
You didn’t call a Ping-Pong ball,
You hit a wall not lucid, full shear lucid.
You know your part, the contest starts,
You’ll need your smarts, stay lucid, full lucid.
There’s time no more, you know the score,
Go through that door, stay lucid, full shear lucid.
Chris must be high, a priori,
To think that Ira’s lucid, full lucid.
He knows his name, it’s still the same,
But that’s the game of lucid, full shear lucid.
—from “Cool Water,” Bob Nolan and The Sons of the Pioneers, but lots and lots of versions. How bout Vaughn Monroe?
To those who are either working their way through the archives for the first time, or rereading after a long enough time that many of the plot points have faded into the mists of time, I recommend NOT following the link that OneUniverse supplied above. Some of us actually enjoy reading the strips in their proper order without having spoilers thrust upon us without reasonable warning.
Ira: Man of Mystery!
what’s actually a mystery to him, it’s kinda hard to know
Ok, ladies, gentlemen, third party candidates- place your bets on how long until these crazy cats encounter a dragon!
*nods in agreement*
You’d think our good Dr. Sanders would have seen enough horror movies to know that Ira has just given him potential life-saving advice. ^_^
Five bucks says second half of October. 😉
Two bucks on early November. They’ve got to set up the scene and check in with the other teams, after all.
I’m betting its genetic basis was a cat.
Lions too. Some others. I have somewhat limited experience.
Chris Sanders.
Dragon blind spots.
My density astounds even me.
Even Danny Elfman agrees!
https://youtu.be/N0Z6SOlWbds
Thankyouthankyou for sharing this! I haven’t viewed her work in a while. God bless Sally Cruikshank! I hope she is healthy, happy, and doing well.
…which is not to say that there aren’t _really_ dragons in the basement currently…
Then again, if Chris never actually saw the basement dweller files he may not realise that other people in the building had a tendancy to create new life and inadequate containment facilities for it.
That theory has no teeth.
(err… reply to casimir)
The building has more than one basement?
Yep. It’s in multiple layers.
Well since Chris and Marcie created most of the denizens of the basement when they were irradiating creatures while working at D of I before, there is an easy way for them to handle whatever they encounter down there. They just say ” I am your creator. You must obey me.”
Yeah, that worked really well for Ms. Narbon.
Well, for a long time it worked. Although, to be honest, the correct way to phrase it is “I am your creator. Would you like me to bake cookies?” Of course, make sure to avoid saying that to sapient cookies.
I submit to you exhibits A and B on why that is such a bad idea:
http://www.girlgeniusonline.com/comic.php?date=20130710#.V-k_icHD-1N
http://www.girlgeniusonline.com/comic.php?date=20130805#.V-k_xMHD-1M
All day he waits and contemplates,
Not in a state of lucid, full shear lucid.
On Annex One he rides shotgun
Without a ton of lucid, full shear lucid.
Keep a-goin’, Chris, don’t you listen to him, Chris,
There is something hit-and-miss,
And his mind is cheese of Swiss, not lucid.
Chris you should leave, it’s all make-believe,
There is nothing up his sleeve,
It’ll cause you grief you can’t conceive.
A lot of flakes want what’s at stake.
It doesn’t make them lucid, full lucid.
You didn’t call a Ping-Pong ball,
You hit a wall not lucid, full shear lucid.
You know your part, the contest starts,
You’ll need your smarts, stay lucid, full lucid.
There’s time no more, you know the score,
Go through that door, stay lucid, full shear lucid.
Chris must be high, a priori,
To think that Ira’s lucid, full lucid.
He knows his name, it’s still the same,
But that’s the game of lucid, full shear lucid.
—from “Cool Water,” Bob Nolan and The Sons of the Pioneers, but lots and lots of versions. How bout Vaughn Monroe?
And this resolves here: http://skin-horse.com/comic/unlikely-to/#comments
To those who are either working their way through the archives for the first time, or rereading after a long enough time that many of the plot points have faded into the mists of time, I recommend NOT following the link that OneUniverse supplied above. Some of us actually enjoy reading the strips in their proper order without having spoilers thrust upon us without reasonable warning.
Knowing what we know now about Ira, I have a really hard time fathoming both why and how he gave this surprisingly helpful advice.