Why worry? Nick is shielding his back! Besides, there’s likely a whole platoon off panel.
So there is a limit to Nick’s processing power! Having seized control of Anasigma’s computers – just like when he projected into VR Whimsy World – he had to choose between his meat peripheral and his aircraft body and chose wisely…
And not for nothing, Nick clearly trusts Tip with his life!
Depending on where the bullets go, sure. Even if the brain is intact, Nick should worry about any “upgrades” Dr. Lee might come up with to protect her boyfriend from further such circumstances.
They probably don’t even have to lock in place – given what can happen to A-sig personnel for lacing their shoes wrong, there are probably horrendous penalties for taking off their visors without permission from senior management while on duty.
And slightly less horrendous penalties for taking off their visors *with* permission from senior management while on duty. After all, how do they know that senior management hasn’t been mind-controlled? Although suggesting that they *have* been mind-controlled is probably slanderous, thus making them subject to a whole other different set of horrendous penalties.
I used to feel bad about Anasigma’s corporate culture, but judging from the apparently-genuine enthusiasm of their average recruit I am increasingly convinced the company likes to recruit people who are *really* into this sort of thing.
The kelly-green Tom-Dick-and-Harry at bay, but now Tip must take Nick to carry. Security grid helps Nick find things amid, on the way to the girl he will marry.
“You need feet, to stand up straight with,
You need feet, to kick your friends,
You need feet, to keep your socks up,
And stop your legs from, fraying at the ends.
You need feet, to walk to Scunthorpe,
Or to dance, the hoochy-coo,
Yes the whole world needs
feet for something,
And I need feet, to run away from you.”
“And where there is only one line of footprints in the sand, that is where I carried you.”
“No, that’s where /I/ carried /you/.”
“You’re a lousy wingman, you know that?”
Isn’t Tip turning his back on two armed men in panels 3 and 4? Maybe they’re Anime henchmen and are waiting until the heroes finish expositing.
Why worry? Nick is shielding his back!
Besides, there’s likely a whole platoon off panel.
So there is a limit to Nick’s processing power! Having seized control of Anasigma’s computers – just like when he projected into VR Whimsy World – he had to choose between his meat peripheral and his aircraft body and chose wisely…
And not for nothing, Nick clearly trusts Tip with his life!
Ginny can grow Nicolas a better body if Dennis doesn’t keep it in good condition .
Depending on where the bullets go, sure. Even if the brain is intact, Nick should worry about any “upgrades” Dr. Lee might come up with to protect her boyfriend from further such circumstances.
If he’s in the system, he’s probably controlling what the bad guys see through their goggles.
Ooh! I like that idea, Steve! If he also locked the visors in place, Augmented Reality could become really dangerous really fast!
They probably don’t even have to lock in place – given what can happen to A-sig personnel for lacing their shoes wrong, there are probably horrendous penalties for taking off their visors without permission from senior management while on duty.
And slightly less horrendous penalties for taking off their visors *with* permission from senior management while on duty. After all, how do they know that senior management hasn’t been mind-controlled? Although suggesting that they *have* been mind-controlled is probably slanderous, thus making them subject to a whole other different set of horrendous penalties.
I used to feel bad about Anasigma’s corporate culture, but judging from the apparently-genuine enthusiasm of their average recruit I am increasingly convinced the company likes to recruit people who are *really* into this sort of thing.
No Nick, just tell her. Maybe Gin will come with solution for that.
say, what’s happening to the helicopter body?
Autopilot?
I’m thinking Dr. Lee should install an autopilot for the meat peripheral.
Nice for boring meetings, potentially very embarrassing
Hovering over Cleveland.
Tsk, tsk, Nick, don’t be lying to Dr. Lee so soon in the relationship.
Nick can argue that they carried each other, since Yip is using his information.
Alice gets to come out and play!
seen this bit where a fellow can only control one peripheral at a time… Hard Core Harry, it was. Best surprize song-and-dance scene ever.
Nick: still my hero
The kelly-green Tom-Dick-and-Harry at bay, but now Tip must take Nick to carry. Security grid helps Nick find things amid, on the way to the girl he will marry.
Darn. Too many feet in Line Two.
Are we still liking it? I am! Ick! Parameters!
“You need feet, to stand up straight with,
You need feet, to kick your friends,
You need feet, to keep your socks up,
And stop your legs from, fraying at the ends.
You need feet, to walk to Scunthorpe,
Or to dance, the hoochy-coo,
Yes the whole world needs
feet for something,
And I need feet, to run away from you.”
“And where there is only one line of footprints in the sand, that is where I carried you.”
“No, that’s where /I/ carried /you/.”
“You’re a lousy wingman, you know that?”
Easy to tell who’s who. Tip will be the one making footprints in heels.
And backwards.
I thought that was Ginger Rogers?