Eh, they wanted directions. He gave them good directions. That’s not bad when you consider that these customers haven’t even paid him yet. If they want his help getting in then maybe they should remember to cross his claw with silver. ^_^
I have never ever driven a car. When drivers stop to ask me for directions, half the time I just can’t do it. “Cut down that narrrow path between two gardens on Windmill Lane, then across the park, into the supermarket, and out the side door next to the bakery…”
For some reason, I’m hearing the sound of beating wings as happening slowly. Beat…. Beat…. Beat…. Sad and heavy. Too slow to maintain lift or flight without a thick and oppressive atmosphere.
I can’t help feeling that an app to tell you the questions you should be askiing would be even more valuable.
They decided to go to the tower because it stood out. Now they meet someone who may remember what happened when the sky turned grey, and may even have seen Aimee, and they ask the way to the tower.
Is it something to do with not jeopardising the mission by being smart?
I bet it really tears Nick up to have to say that.
I’m guessing his first instinct was to follow, before remembering he doesn’t have wings in here.
I was thinking it’s probably the first time in a while he hasn’t been able to do that for himself.
I love how he’s now the mercantile crow
Birds…. Amiright?
Eh, they wanted directions. He gave them good directions. That’s not bad when you consider that these customers haven’t even paid him yet. If they want his help getting in then maybe they should remember to cross his claw with silver. ^_^
Interesting that even in a basically-hostile VR world, Nick’s human avatar manages a yarmulke.
So far, apocalyptic virtual Whimseyworld is for the birds.
I like how Shaenon and Jeff manage to stilt the dialogue to look/sound like a bad medieval movie…
Well, Baron M. and probably Lovelace are having their program corrupted…at this point, talking medieval is probably easy for them.
If only we had a helicopter…
I have never ever driven a car. When drivers stop to ask me for directions, half the time I just can’t do it. “Cut down that narrrow path between two gardens on Windmill Lane, then across the park, into the supermarket, and out the side door next to the bakery…”
For some reason, I’m hearing the sound of beating wings as happening slowly. Beat…. Beat…. Beat…. Sad and heavy. Too slow to maintain lift or flight without a thick and oppressive atmosphere.
The crow that believes it’s a human would actually have been helpful here
Phil is a mynah, not a crow.
Whimsy, and thus the crow, should be selling things like the ability to change your avatar into a bird. Then they could get there as the crow flies.
The real money maker would be the ap that flips you back to original form.
I can’t help feeling that an app to tell you the questions you should be askiing would be even more valuable.
They decided to go to the tower because it stood out. Now they meet someone who may remember what happened when the sky turned grey, and may even have seen Aimee, and they ask the way to the tower.
Is it something to do with not jeopardising the mission by being smart?
Brave Mercantile Crow would be a good name for a band that refuses to play “Freebird”…
Why does he call the bird a crow when it is clearly a blackbird?
It doesn’t have red wings.