Oh goody, another piece of canon I get to define. It’s an innovative vertical transport system that allows more passengers to be carried in the same volume.
I think it’s like that centrifuge ride they have at fairs and stuff. At Cedar Point it was called “The Rotor”, but they got rid of it.
It spins around so fast that the passengers stick to the outside walls. So you just keep adding people, and then it spins up again between stops, compressing everyone against the walls a little more.
Getting off at your floor is a bit of an adventure, and you really don’t want to be the person stuck in the center when it’s fully loaded, but you can fit 150 people in it instead of the usual 30.
I was thinking more of “Hand drill + Motivational Purpose = Drillovator”. Which I don’t like nearly as much as BMunro’s idea, but this being Anasigma seems more likely.
Drillovator: A mandatory training program (e.g., shoe care, “ right-to-know”, EEO) administered at regular intervals to control employee behavior by inuring them to mindless compliance.
Well, we’ve seen the bear in the fox hat already. I wonder if the Cypress has properly suborned those eyeball razor chimps — not to mention the venomous fire-breathing axolotls.
Why only work with one mad ecological disaster when you can collect them all?
Now are those chimps with razors growing from their eyeballs? Chimps which _shoot_ razors out of their eyeballs? Or just chimps armed with straight razors and a burning desire to duplicate that scene from “An Andalusian Dog?”
More importantly, are the chimps good at spotting traps and warning you about them, or can they be relied upon to set off all of the traps, and to block them up with the bodies of the fallen.
No, no, no. Nothing about those would make Jonah & Nera say “unexpectedly nice”.
While I admit my imagination may be lacking, one nice scenario that occurred to me was:
1) The chimps are mechanical/animatronic, not live, so no need for PETA to get involved.
2) Their mechanical eyeballs bulge. That’s all.
3) They scoot around on Razor brand scooters.
There aren’t that many — 3 to 5, say. They weave their scooters around each other in graceful, swooping, ever-changing patterns, and if you walk among them, their collision avoidance routines will cause them to change their routes to avoid you.
So Jonah and Nera walked through a small flock of scooting mechanical chimps that didn’t collide with them, and then out the opposite door. And that’s all.
It’s never been made clear in the strip, but Jonah did recognize that problem right away (although as has already been pointed out, he later concluded that the experience was “unexpectedly nice”).
I have a little pocket guide to insects. Talking about ichneumon wasps of the genus netelia, it says: “If handled, females will try to ‘sting’ fingers with their ovipositors.” My reaction to that was “bloody hell, the Gerbil Inseminator Defense is real!”
Well, he may be cranky and unhinged, but he really could be an asset. Who better to anticipate dangers and traps than someone who comes up with some of the most ludicrously deadly versions of both? And if Pierson was on the security team in the old A-Sig HQ, he could walk them around whatever measures might still be active in the building.
Frankly, I doubt anything is still active in there, other than the Cypress herself. After all, the only thing left after she destroyed the building was a pile of rubble in a crater. I think Tip is needlessly concerned about the death traps.
Yes, traps are finicky devices that are easily thrown out of calibration by any little disturbance. Except when the force of narrative causes them to still be functioning after long periods of time and geologic upheavals.
………..drillovator?
Oh goody, another piece of canon I get to define. It’s an innovative vertical transport system that allows more passengers to be carried in the same volume.
…by liquifying them, hence eliminating pockets of empty space?
I think it’s like that centrifuge ride they have at fairs and stuff. At Cedar Point it was called “The Rotor”, but they got rid of it.
It spins around so fast that the passengers stick to the outside walls. So you just keep adding people, and then it spins up again between stops, compressing everyone against the walls a little more.
Getting off at your floor is a bit of an adventure, and you really don’t want to be the person stuck in the center when it’s fully loaded, but you can fit 150 people in it instead of the usual 30.
I don’t remember a centrifuge at Cedar Point. There was one at Geauga Lake called the Rotor though.
It was at Cedar Point back in the early 1980s. I’m not sure exactly when they took it out, but it was gone before 1990.
“Drillovator: when descending to the sub-basement is no longer enough.”
I think I like yours better.
My thoughts exactly.
That’s where I was going with a name like that.
I was thinking more of “Hand drill + Motivational Purpose = Drillovator”. Which I don’t like nearly as much as BMunro’s idea, but this being Anasigma seems more likely.
Since this is in context of his being a cook, clearly it is a recipe. I suspect he has a DRied rub of dILL and OliVes on a filet of alligATOR.
Drillovator: A mandatory training program (e.g., shoe care, “ right-to-know”, EEO) administered at regular intervals to control employee behavior by inuring them to mindless compliance.
Okay, so I’m the only one who read “…ovator” as being derived from “ova”, and pictured an even more terrifying version of an ichneumon wasp?
Something like Helen’s Gerbil Inseminator(TM)? Only more painful.
I assumed it was some kind of drill used for motivation.
*Someone* had to fry up the remains of the death squads.
Jonah and Nera thought the ERCs were unexpectedly nice.
“It’s an honor to meet you, sir. I’ve heard so much about them.”
Well, we’ve seen the bear in the fox hat already. I wonder if the Cypress has properly suborned those eyeball razor chimps — not to mention the venomous fire-breathing axolotls.
Why only work with one mad ecological disaster when you can collect them all?
Indeed, and madness is not merely additive. It is multiplicative, recursive, asymptotic, and oh look its a squirl!
Now are those chimps with razors growing from their eyeballs? Chimps which _shoot_ razors out of their eyeballs? Or just chimps armed with straight razors and a burning desire to duplicate that scene from “An Andalusian Dog?”
“Peaky Blinders” as realized by Salvador Dali? I’m in!
Chimps with straight razors where their fingers should be, and mutated to have a dozen eyeballs?
More importantly, are the chimps good at spotting traps and warning you about them, or can they be relied upon to set off all of the traps, and to block them up with the bodies of the fallen.
No, no, no. Nothing about those would make Jonah & Nera say “unexpectedly nice”.
While I admit my imagination may be lacking, one nice scenario that occurred to me was:
1) The chimps are mechanical/animatronic, not live, so no need for PETA to get involved.
2) Their mechanical eyeballs bulge. That’s all.
3) They scoot around on Razor brand scooters.
There aren’t that many — 3 to 5, say. They weave their scooters around each other in graceful, swooping, ever-changing patterns, and if you walk among them, their collision avoidance routines will cause them to change their routes to avoid you.
So Jonah and Nera walked through a small flock of scooting mechanical chimps that didn’t collide with them, and then out the opposite door. And that’s all.
Wonderful!
It’s never been made clear in the strip, but Jonah did recognize that problem right away (although as has already been pointed out, he later concluded that the experience was “unexpectedly nice”).
He really is a good cook. (Just make sure you carefully watch what you eat!)
Watch what you eat, because it might be watching you.
So Peirson is not only a Mad scientist, he’s also an angry one.
I have a little pocket guide to insects. Talking about ichneumon wasps of the genus netelia, it says: “If handled, females will try to ‘sting’ fingers with their ovipositors.” My reaction to that was “bloody hell, the Gerbil Inseminator Defense is real!”
…aaargh, intended as response to daibhid c and awgiedawgie above!
I mean, the drillovators worked just fine in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. (Not that one. Or that one. I mean the older, blurry one.)
Well, he may be cranky and unhinged, but he really could be an asset. Who better to anticipate dangers and traps than someone who comes up with some of the most ludicrously deadly versions of both? And if Pierson was on the security team in the old A-Sig HQ, he could walk them around whatever measures might still be active in the building.
Frankly, I doubt anything is still active in there, other than the Cypress herself. After all, the only thing left after she destroyed the building was a pile of rubble in a crater. I think Tip is needlessly concerned about the death traps.
Yes, traps are finicky devices that are easily thrown out of calibration by any little disturbance. Except when the force of narrative causes them to still be functioning after long periods of time and geologic upheavals.
Aah, another set of animals sponsored by Razor.
Or actually I think the same animals Yu ran into. And they *were* amicable.