Yeah, in a world of mad scientists and nonhuman intelligences, someone or some ones are probably trying to either build or awaken the Old Ones. Tentacles on the wall would be . . . uncharacteristically subtle for some of the factions out there, but it wouldn’t surprise me at all to find that Anasigma had a few more horrific secrets in the back closet.
Er, aside from the usual ones that Ginny is building, I mean.
I think that in THIS universe? Not only is the world fundamentally insane (why Mad Science works at all…) and the cherubs look like horrific gnats and lay eggs in you (seriously, look at Narbonic…) but it’s full of people with reality bending powers and true sight.
If Cthulu didn’t exist we would have had to invent him…
OK, so the actual Big Bad in this storyline is Sweetheart.
Retreating into cyberspace to lick her wounds, she has used the powerful memetic engineering tools of TV Tropes to create an Ironic Description Cut Generator so powerful it distorts the real world.
Our heroes have one desperate mission: to get Sweetheart off that couch in a suitably heartwarming way.
As a bonus – if you get the safety kind – people can grab it thinking they have captured you (or to strangle you with it) and it will open from around your neck – allowing you to escape and continue your heroic(or nefarious) mission.
Barring the nefarious or heroic mission – about three to five times people goofing grabbed the lanyard, and twice getting it caught on things. Over a dozen years. Work says badge must either be displayed on upper left of outer garments or a lanyard.
They are designed to ‘break away’ to prevent you from being sucked into machinery – think the periodic TV/Movie trope of the tie in a shredder…. only with more moving parts. Either a light duty clip at the back, or the ‘join’ in the lanyard is made with heat-shrunk tubing to hold it together.
But they are convenient – hang everything on it – Ipod, Badge, Dosimetry, smaller phones. Then you do the ‘pat down’ to ensure you have all your equipment for the day before you leave the house. Pre-work load out takes seconds with no wondering which pocket things are in.
They have the Ovalia egg-chairs from Men In Black! It must be part of the shadow government.
They have those at my college too. What this says about my school remains in doubt.
That your back pain is their joy, I’d guess.
Actually they’re really comfy.
Oberlin?
Indeed!
My wife is from there and we were married at Fairmount(?) Chapel. I was mildly bummed to learn that Preskies had closed.
Fairchild! Of course I remember the proper name after I hit Post, it’s been five years since we’ve been there.
I’m more worried about the giant octopi(?) in the background.
I think that is art
Well, there’s no accounting for taste.
…and now I want octopus for lunch.
I would not turn up my nose at a Cthulhu Cultists storyline… 🙂
Yeah, in a world of mad scientists and nonhuman intelligences, someone or some ones are probably trying to either build or awaken the Old Ones. Tentacles on the wall would be . . . uncharacteristically subtle for some of the factions out there, but it wouldn’t surprise me at all to find that Anasigma had a few more horrific secrets in the back closet.
Er, aside from the usual ones that Ginny is building, I mean.
I think that in THIS universe? Not only is the world fundamentally insane (why Mad Science works at all…) and the cherubs look like horrific gnats and lay eggs in you (seriously, look at Narbonic…) but it’s full of people with reality bending powers and true sight.
If Cthulu didn’t exist we would have had to invent him…
Mustachio’s already ditched his “new badge.”
Probably just rotated a bit
OK, so the actual Big Bad in this storyline is Sweetheart.
Retreating into cyberspace to lick her wounds, she has used the powerful memetic engineering tools of TV Tropes to create an Ironic Description Cut Generator so powerful it distorts the real world.
Our heroes have one desperate mission: to get Sweetheart off that couch in a suitably heartwarming way.
Hang it from your collar. Most women’s blouses don’t have breast pockets, right? It looks like the ruffles on that one would prevent it, regardless.
sane science = no lapels?
1970s= LARGE lapels.
The best solution to the problem = Time Travel!
And THAT my friends, is why I like lanyards.
As a bonus – if you get the safety kind – people can grab it thinking they have captured you (or to strangle you with it) and it will open from around your neck – allowing you to escape and continue your heroic(or nefarious) mission.
Just out of curiosity, how many times has this happened to you?
Barring the nefarious or heroic mission – about three to five times people goofing grabbed the lanyard, and twice getting it caught on things. Over a dozen years. Work says badge must either be displayed on upper left of outer garments or a lanyard.
They are designed to ‘break away’ to prevent you from being sucked into machinery – think the periodic TV/Movie trope of the tie in a shredder…. only with more moving parts. Either a light duty clip at the back, or the ‘join’ in the lanyard is made with heat-shrunk tubing to hold it together.
But they are convenient – hang everything on it – Ipod, Badge, Dosimetry, smaller phones. Then you do the ‘pat down’ to ensure you have all your equipment for the day before you leave the house. Pre-work load out takes seconds with no wondering which pocket things are in.
Today, I typed the phrase “spooky sun emoticon” and immediately thought “That sounds like Nick’s censor program.”
Anyone care to figure out what particular combination of expletives would lead to that?
I think there’s a Halloween fecal emoji now. Can’t think of any way Nick’d describe that without “spooky SUN”…
Well, pin it to your cardigan/jacket/whatever that purple garment is, then.
So is she with the government now? Previously she was with Anasigma.
I’d have to go back and look for it to give you the specific reference, but it seems it was pretty clear that A-Sig is shadow government.