Ira is playing too long a game to dirty his hands engaging in such trivialities himself. Much better to subtly maneuver unsuspecting pawns into position and let them do his work for him, blissfully unaware of the greater purpose behind their action.
She is a minion of The Man. And thus it is that The Man wins again.
“The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.” – G. Orwell
[Bette Midler- “Wind Beneath My Wings”]
Did you even know that I’m a villain,
When everything you did thwarted me?
You can climb higher than a funkster,
You’re sucking the wind outta my flares.
She used *all* the contents of her purse? She better hope she just finished the act and can collect new inventory soon. Otherwise she’s about to hit 100% complete and get booted out to a command prompt.
I’ve been meaning to mention this comic mentioning humanity’s natural adaption with sweat glands, it’s good that they’re going outside the typical hollywood puny human trope.
Okay, what’s Tigerlily’s endgame here? Did she set this up so she could use the irradiator to mutate someone into a funky consort? Or does she just need a sidekick in her travels.
Or maybe they’re actually going to Lovetron. In this universe, that might be an actual option.
Well, she is something of a temporal anomaly…
She appears to have irradiated her gloves. Must. Have. Them.
looks like a fluid glitter filled glove
..wait. There are FLUID glitter gloves?!? …OoO…
If there aren’t she invented them (but I wonder how you get them to not flow too much so you don’t see through them… maybe very thich glitter gel?
The inner layer is static glitter
Not gonna lie, I was hoping for a twist ending where Kay was a red herring and Ira showed up for the win, but this’ll do.
Is that huge piece of equipment behind Tigerlily with the glowing green end the Irradiator? How were Chris and Marcia gonna get it away? Call Nick?
Ira is playing too long a game to dirty his hands engaging in such trivialities himself. Much better to subtly maneuver unsuspecting pawns into position and let them do his work for him, blissfully unaware of the greater purpose behind their action.
Gasp! She’s asking Tigerlily to be… The Man!!!
She is a minion of The Man. And thus it is that The Man wins again.
“The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.” – G. Orwell
[Bette Midler- “Wind Beneath My Wings”]
Did you even know that I’m a villain,
When everything you did thwarted me?
You can climb higher than a funkster,
You’re sucking the wind outta my flares.
Slow, Long, and Hearty Clap!
When Ms. Jones says “flares,” she means her pants, doesn’t she?
She used *all* the contents of her purse? She better hope she just finished the act and can collect new inventory soon. Otherwise she’s about to hit 100% complete and get booted out to a command prompt.
Manifesta’s Destiny?
I’ve been meaning to mention this comic mentioning humanity’s natural adaption with sweat glands, it’s good that they’re going outside the typical hollywood puny human trope.
Okay, what’s Tigerlily’s endgame here? Did she set this up so she could use the irradiator to mutate someone into a funky consort? Or does she just need a sidekick in her travels.
Or maybe they’re actually going to Lovetron. In this universe, that might be an actual option.