Dr Lee’s /made/ friends too! But stolen intelligence serum… hm… hasn’t it been established that the Unity-goo was based off research stolen by Anasigma (in their Institute for the Sane Study of Mad Science guise)?
No space laser though. Anasigma’s using theirs on underwear drawers instead.
dr lee made her boyfriend. only he’s not her boyfriend and she hasn’t made him yet. they’re both working on it though. (should i have said, dr lee will have made her boyfriend? language is complicated.)
Yesterday I went to Colma to use a gift card at the Bush and Body Works there. I found it highly appropriate to be buying perfumes there, in light of the current storyline. (You could see a cemetery from the parking lot, and drove through two more to get there from the freeway.)
They need to talk to Marvin:
I didn’t ask to be made: no one consulted me or considered my feelings in the matter. I don’t think it even occurred to them that I might have feelings. After I was made, I was left in a dark room for six months… and me with this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side. I called for succor in my loneliness, but did anyone come? Did they, hell. My first and only true friend was a small rat. One day it crawled into a cavity in my right ankle and died. I have a horrible feeling it’s still there…
Ah, don’t feel bad Artie. Only some of your friends got fried by a space laser. One of them lasted a long time before finally succumbing, slowly to insanity resulting from your shoddy bioengineering. Dana lived a… decent life.
Dana died drowning in chocolate, while believing that her life’s ambition of wiping out the human race would imminently succeed. We should all be so lucky.
Hmm! Virginia’s “Let’s find more wine” is starting to remind me of Henry Kuttner’s Gallegher who could only invent when drunk and was often in the position of trying to figure out what his devices were supposed to do and how they operated when sober. I wonder if Ginny will start going that route as well? o_O
(TUNE: “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds”, The Beatles)
See Doctor Lee in a hotel in Colma,
Where drunk zombie drag queens will party all night …
Artie complains that his mad-science rearing
Created emotional blight!
Vi-o-lin lessons Vir-gi-ni-a had …
Artie stole serum for smarts …
Both of them bitching; forget it, let’s find some more wine!
Lasers in the sky, they’re frying!
Lasers in the sky, they’re frying!
Lasers in the sky, they’re frying! ZOWWWW — WWWIIEEEE!
Woo-hoo! Everyday Heroes is on its way back, arc by arc. Now with alt-text and more puns (yay!) but without our pithy comments (aw!). (This is a reply to Eddurd’s new link.)
*dies laughing* I love this storyline more all the time. I wonder if Artie will mention his offspring, the sentient killer yogurt? It called him ‘Father’,remember?
And Ed, I miiiss Everyday Heroes-I hope whatever site woes are going on resolve themselves!
Some of them were eaten by an adorable kitten instead of being space lasered. And one passed away of, er… something roughly approximating natural causes. After converting to Ayn Randism.
I think it was just the hamsters that went Objectivist after falling under the influence of the evil dentist. I believe Dana herself was her own unique flavor of bat’leth insane.
If I had to place Dana on the scale of political ideologies, it would be somewhere in between Anarcho-Syndicalism and Green Marxism. But definitely with an insane edge to her either way.
I didn’t check the site yesterday (fell asleep as soon as I got home), but today I did doodle Mell and Unity looking on gleefully as something blows up. Then I checked yesterday’s strip.
Cue Tip sulking with his drag-queen burlesque zombies while Artie and Ginny get drunk and have a one-downsmanship contest. At least Tip’s party will have better singing in the end.
Sweetheart will take one look at this and decide the frogs aren’t so bad after all . . .
Hey, you’re right! I can’t believe I didn’t notice it. Look at Tip’s body language throughout the strip – that’s a pose that says “I’m active listening and if I had a memo pad I’d be taking notes.”
“I made them from stolen intelligence serum!”
The friends, or the violin lessons?
*smashed by two ton safe*
Yes.
Oh, Dr Lee. You don’t want to get into this contest with Artie. Well, not sober at least, so at least she’s headed in the right direction.
When Artie says he made friends, he means he made friends! Or maybe fiends, if you’re counting Dana…
Dr Lee’s /made/ friends too! But stolen intelligence serum… hm… hasn’t it been established that the Unity-goo was based off research stolen by Anasigma (in their Institute for the Sane Study of Mad Science guise)?
No space laser though. Anasigma’s using theirs on underwear drawers instead.
Nope, the Unity-goo was based off research sold to Anasigma in their “Secret Military Weapons Project” guise.
Has Artie noticed how familiar Unity seems, by the way?
dr lee made her boyfriend. only he’s not her boyfriend and she hasn’t made him yet. they’re both working on it though. (should i have said, dr lee will have made her boyfriend? language is complicated.)
Given what happened to Dana later, I think the space laser was the kinder death.
Dunno, death by massive bath of tieramasu or whatever is a great death
Whipped Cream I think.
Yesterday I went to Colma to use a gift card at the Bush and Body Works there. I found it highly appropriate to be buying perfumes there, in light of the current storyline. (You could see a cemetery from the parking lot, and drove through two more to get there from the freeway.)
Err, BATH and Body Works…. Shape up, auto-correct.
Hey, some women need more specialized perfumes than others. I wasn’t going to say anything until you corrected yourself.
Actually, pretty much “ANYTHING and Body Works” in Colma just begs for comment of some kind. The mind boggles…
I made a friend from smooshed-up Krabby-Pattie meat… Boatie is getting suspicious.
RUN!!!
mnem
And then there were none…
Is it just me or does Dr. Lee start to borrow Nick’s body language as she gets fatigued?
Guess it goes to show how much she’s been hanging around him….
They need to talk to Marvin:
I didn’t ask to be made: no one consulted me or considered my feelings in the matter. I don’t think it even occurred to them that I might have feelings. After I was made, I was left in a dark room for six months… and me with this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side. I called for succor in my loneliness, but did anyone come? Did they, hell. My first and only true friend was a small rat. One day it crawled into a cavity in my right ankle and died. I have a horrible feeling it’s still there…
The Auld Grump
Ah, don’t feel bad Artie. Only some of your friends got fried by a space laser. One of them lasted a long time before finally succumbing, slowly to insanity resulting from your shoddy bioengineering. Dana lived a… decent life.
Dana died drowning in chocolate, while believing that her life’s ambition of wiping out the human race would imminently succeed. We should all be so lucky.
Hmm! Virginia’s “Let’s find more wine” is starting to remind me of Henry Kuttner’s Gallegher who could only invent when drunk and was often in the position of trying to figure out what his devices were supposed to do and how they operated when sober. I wonder if Ginny will start going that route as well? o_O
(TUNE: “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds”, The Beatles)
See Doctor Lee in a hotel in Colma,
Where drunk zombie drag queens will party all night …
Artie complains that his mad-science rearing
Created emotional blight!
Vi-o-lin lessons Vir-gi-ni-a had …
Artie stole serum for smarts …
Both of them bitching; forget it, let’s find some more wine!
Lasers in the sky, they’re frying!
Lasers in the sky, they’re frying!
Lasers in the sky, they’re frying!
ZOWWWW — WWWIIEEEE!
Woo-hoo! Everyday Heroes is on its way back, arc by arc. Now with alt-text and more puns (yay!) but without our pithy comments (aw!). (This is a reply to Eddurd’s new link.)
Oh, goody! Glad to find the new link.
*dies laughing* I love this storyline more all the time. I wonder if Artie will mention his offspring, the sentient killer yogurt? It called him ‘Father’,remember?
And Ed, I miiiss Everyday Heroes-I hope whatever site woes are going on resolve themselves!
Some of them were eaten by an adorable kitten instead of being space lasered. And one passed away of, er… something roughly approximating natural causes. After converting to Ayn Randism.
I think it was just the hamsters that went Objectivist after falling under the influence of the evil dentist. I believe Dana herself was her own unique flavor of bat’leth insane.
If I had to place Dana on the scale of political ideologies, it would be somewhere in between Anarcho-Syndicalism and Green Marxism. But definitely with an insane edge to her either way.
I’m just hoping for some massive Unity violence, soon. Or at least another Sweetie rampage…
Chicgeek, if you click on my name, it takes you to the new site. I’m still re-building the archives.
yaaay!!!
I didn’t check the site yesterday (fell asleep as soon as I got home), but today I did doodle Mell and Unity looking on gleefully as something blows up. Then I checked yesterday’s strip.
I never knew until just this moment how much I desperately need to see Artie and Dr. Lee having a more-awkward-than-thou contest.
Cue Tip sulking with his drag-queen burlesque zombies while Artie and Ginny get drunk and have a one-downsmanship contest. At least Tip’s party will have better singing in the end.
Sweetheart will take one look at this and decide the frogs aren’t so bad after all . . .
Wait – Artie is telling Tip about his childhood. Have we forgotten Tip’s profession? Artie is getting shrunk!
Hey, you’re right! I can’t believe I didn’t notice it. Look at Tip’s body language throughout the strip – that’s a pose that says “I’m active listening and if I had a memo pad I’d be taking notes.”
has anybody considered the possibility that Dr. Lee concocted [mostly] this whole thing?
Isolation and violin lessons. Did Dr. Lee have the same childhood as Shinji Ikari?
I’m guessing Dr. Lee got hit with a “Tiger Mom” style upbringing.