On a related note, I know nothing about romance but I suspect that Tip’s feminine qualities might be helping him pick up women because they see someone that they relate to with the same interests and worldview as them, similar to how guys would prefer tomboys and or girls who are kinda rough and be put off by thick makeup and funky eyebrows.
Was the Cypress unaware Tip was around earlier? If she’s friendly now, I can hardly see why she’d put him through all that stuff with fugues and doppelgangers and vegetable zombie bears…
How very Georgia O’Keeffe. Apparently she rejected that interpretation of her flower paintings, but that isn’t stopping the Cypress from playing it up.
Also I couldn’t pull off any of those outfits half as well as Tip does and I’m a little jealous.
So. It hasn’t been the Cypress rampaging but some tortured offshoot from Anasigma’s basement! Mr. Green chose Tip to negotiate for more reasons than he shared… Perhaps the Bitey hats were intended to mind control people?
I just hope Lt. Eris doesn’t ruin things in a fiery fit of jealous rage.
Most of the ones Tip scored with that we’ve seen long-term have gone on to better relationships. (“Better” being a relative term.) Dr. Lee…Marcie…and Artie, if somebody can bring him face to face with Sergio…
Mell tried, but neither of them think she’s capable of finding a dude they can relate to. I mean, she’s a trained black ops agent, she can find all kinds of dudes.
Because he’s Tip, that’s why.
This is far from the strangest place he’s scored.
On a related note, I know nothing about romance but I suspect that Tip’s feminine qualities might be helping him pick up women because they see someone that they relate to with the same interests and worldview as them, similar to how guys would prefer tomboys and or girls who are kinda rough and be put off by thick makeup and funky eyebrows.
In-universe, Tip seems to have the bishonen factor going for him. Otherwise, some things are merely… inexplicable.
He has the kavorka!
Was the Cypress unaware Tip was around earlier? If she’s friendly now, I can hardly see why she’d put him through all that stuff with fugues and doppelgangers and vegetable zombie bears…
All of that could just be some kind of an immune system or automated defense she has going.
Tip loves a challenge.
How very Georgia O’Keeffe. Apparently she rejected that interpretation of her flower paintings, but that isn’t stopping the Cypress from playing it up.
Also I couldn’t pull off any of those outfits half as well as Tip does and I’m a little jealous.
So. It hasn’t been the Cypress rampaging but some tortured offshoot from Anasigma’s basement! Mr. Green chose Tip to negotiate for more reasons than he shared… Perhaps the Bitey hats were intended to mind control people?
I just hope Lt. Eris doesn’t ruin things in a fiery fit of jealous rage.
Play to your strengths, Tip! Play to your strengths!
*pounds fists on table*
FUCK THE SWAMP
FUCK THE SWAMP
FUCK THE SWAMP
Soundtrack by Spike Milligan: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qlIDyUHxSUE
Unfair advantage! Tip has a pre-existing relationship with the Cypress.
But he didn’t have a pre-existing relationship with Lt. Eris, and he scored with her, too.
Most of the ones Tip scored with that we’ve seen long-term have gone on to better relationships. (“Better” being a relative term.) Dr. Lee…Marcie…and Artie, if somebody can bring him face to face with Sergio…
Mell tried, but neither of them think she’s capable of finding a dude they can relate to. I mean, she’s a trained black ops agent, she can find all kinds of dudes.
You’re looking well, Mother Cypress…
Agreed. Both Mother Cypress and Tip indeed appear much improved.
Very much improved!
What happened to her green speech balloons!?
Her avatar seems very angelic.
Either angelic or yonic…
I’ll stick with angelic.
But a yonic angel.
How can I score in a sewer? How can I _not_ score in a sewer?
Hey, they’re color-coordinated. Coincidence, or did the Cypress stop to powder her face, so to speak?
I don’t think it’s a Cypress.
I think it’s a Pussy Willow :p
*golf clap*
Channel your inner bard.