“Are you having fun as we plunge to our deaths? How does it make you feel to imagine your mother identifying your mangled corpse? WHO’S GIGGLING NOW? AH HAH HAH HAH HEE HEE HEE Oh crap.”
I hope Aimee remembered to check the Baron’s precrime status before she smushed her floaty hand window.
Not to worry, Wernstrom. Should a buttercat lose its giggle drive, it will autogyro safely to the ground. The worst anyone would suffer is dizziness. 😉
The gigglecat must be pretty awesome if he can make Lovelace forget that they are a bunch of programs in a virtual world that could simply teleport on the place since the admin is with them; especially since she’s the one who likes to remind flesh people that they’re not bound by the limitation of the physical world.
While the mythic awesomeness of “a giggle-powered buttercat” leaves my jaw hanging in awe (and reassures me that Aimee remains in control) I still wonder whether Lovelace is on good terms with Aimee now or in thrall to her somehow.
I am curious whether Baron will appear as his magnificent unicorn persona in his private sandbox world.
Something about the mind control software making his avatar a pale and friendless virgin. (Of course that was all before he finally got it on with Dr. Lee.)
Maybe he appears as human because Aimee does, and he instinctively feels he can relate to her better in a human form. It makes it fell more like he’s hanging out with his sis. I feel that, in spite of his sometimes crusty exterior, Nick actually has a lot of empathy for other people.
You can see anything he’s got, in Baron M.’s Private Node.
You can see anything he’s got, in Baron M.’s Private Node.
On a giggle-powered butter cat,
You can fly right over just to have a chat,
And you can see anything he’s got, in Baron M.’s Private Node.
—from “Alice’s Restaurant,” written and performed by Arlo Guthrie; I am not doing the monologue.
But when we got to Baron M’s private node, there was a third possibility that we hadn’t counted upon, and we was immediately arrested. Handcuffed! Nick said, “Baron, I don’t think I can diagnose your problem with these handcuffs on.” He said, “Shut up kid, and rub this coconut oil on. So that’s what we did…
Studio Ghibli, eat your heart out!
I wanna make the buttercat suffer catastrophic power failure.
So you can mount its butt on your wall?
“Are you having fun as we plunge to our deaths? How does it make you feel to imagine your mother identifying your mangled corpse? WHO’S GIGGLING NOW? AH HAH HAH HAH HEE HEE HEE Oh crap.”
I hope Aimee remembered to check the Baron’s precrime status before she smushed her floaty hand window.
Not to worry, Wernstrom. Should a buttercat lose its giggle drive, it will autogyro safely to the ground. The worst anyone would suffer is dizziness. 😉
That would be some kind of cat-ass trophy.
For that one, you owe 17 pieces-of-eight into the puns of evil jar.
I was wondering if anyone caught the stealth pun.
How depressing.
I suspect they will all regret very much entering Baron’s private world.
The best I’m hoping for is it will be the original Whimsey World with alt-Nick and the backup Barons doing “bro things”.
And the giggles are coming from the readers?
They are reserving those for a possible turbo boost later. Who knows what they may have to outrun out of the Baron’s demense?
so long as the gigglecat doesn’t leave a rainbow trail as it goes
nya nya nya nyanyanyanya nya nya
I think that’s required.
I thought Lovelace didn’t like Whimsey movies.
Suspicious, isn’t it?
The gigglecat must be pretty awesome if he can make Lovelace forget that they are a bunch of programs in a virtual world that could simply teleport on the place since the admin is with them; especially since she’s the one who likes to remind flesh people that they’re not bound by the limitation of the physical world.
While the mythic awesomeness of “a giggle-powered buttercat” leaves my jaw hanging in awe (and reassures me that Aimee remains in control) I still wonder whether Lovelace is on good terms with Aimee now or in thrall to her somehow.
I am curious whether Baron will appear as his magnificent unicorn persona in his private sandbox world.
How long did you have to keep buttercats a secret?
Remind me why Nick isn’t an airplane in the VR world?
Something about the mind control software making his avatar a pale and friendless virgin. (Of course that was all before he finally got it on with Dr. Lee.)
According to this strip, the VR makes you appear how you would like to see yourself.
Nick didn’t see himself as a friendless virgin, but he did see himself as human, so that he could get it on with Dr. Lee.
Ah, thanks!
Honestly, I worry that he should appear as a helicopter, but I need breaks from drawing helicopters.
Maybe he appears as human because Aimee does, and he instinctively feels he can relate to her better in a human form. It makes it fell more like he’s hanging out with his sis. I feel that, in spite of his sometimes crusty exterior, Nick actually has a lot of empathy for other people.
Also a good answer!
Because you *have* to get there via giggle-powered buttercat, and full scale airplanes don’t fit on standard sized giggle-powered buttercats.
That’s just cold logic.
I suspect “Giggle Powered Buttercat” might have been a Robin idea.
Yay Robin!
Yes? No? Inquiring minds want to know.
13+ years of Skin Horse makes it quite easy to believe that Jeff and/or Shaenon came up with this..
Buttercat drive! Aimee can’t travel there herself — buttercat…
I see what you did there 😉
You can see anything he’s got, in Baron M.’s Private Node.
You can see anything he’s got, in Baron M.’s Private Node.
On a giggle-powered butter cat,
You can fly right over just to have a chat,
And you can see anything he’s got, in Baron M.’s Private Node.
—from “Alice’s Restaurant,” written and performed by Arlo Guthrie; I am not doing the monologue.
Wot? No Whimsey World (VR) mass a cree ?
In four-part harmony.
Baron and the shrink together would be unbelievable. But I fear finding out what would be with Baron on the bench…
But when we got to Baron M’s private node, there was a third possibility that we hadn’t counted upon, and we was immediately arrested. Handcuffed! Nick said, “Baron, I don’t think I can diagnose your problem with these handcuffs on.” He said, “Shut up kid, and rub this coconut oil on. So that’s what we did…