Well, to be fair, they both appear to be thoroughly enjoying this contest, so I would argue that this is their version of skritching each other behind the ears, so to speak.
“The fight ends with body parts scattered everywhere, and two heads trying to drag themselves along with their tongues so they can head-butt eachother.”
To be fair, I didn’t call the staring contest. Maybe they don’t like the taste of dirt/asphalt/whatever that surface is.
So now Tip reassembles Unity with the option of also mixing in bits of Trinity, and it ends up as a math/ethics puzzle about the optimal amount of Trinity to mix into Unity before the cost of compromised morals outweighs the benefits of greater raw power.
I think King Ghidorah would be a good look for Unity if she could find a third zombie to ransack for spare parts.
Just grab her head by a pony tail, and maybe a bucket o’ bits, if you can glom some. An arm to sew with would be useful. Then get out of there!
She can forage for spare parts after Anasig’s retaliation against itself. Her nanites will infest whatever parts get added to her. Gloop will slush out of strange places at inconvenient times. Finding some good brains to eat would help optimize the result. Unity is, after all, a work in progress.
Just hope Sweetheart hasn’t been watching the battle. She might have ambivalent feelings about all those bones…
Maybe James is still in the hot tub outside the ski lodge on top of Mt. Hood to which Tip magically transported the trio for a quickie. He’s too exhausted to move; his little husband followed Tip back, and is trying to kill off the rest of the Skin Horse team so they can have Tip all to themselves.
Yeah, just grab the two starers by the hair and schlep them out of here. Stick them in a closet somewhere until looking for a fix-it project. Although, as actual ‘equipment’ they have not proved out.
Word to schleppers: don’t let them brush against your legs whilst carrying them.
Aw man, I forgot to check this when it updated. It still hasn’t been confirmed what happened to that Virginia counterpart whatever her name was. I guess she’s just gone the way of the Director English, although personally I miss English more, *sigh* he had a unique brand of sarcasm.
I would vote for Vanessa instead of Jenny. Simply because Virginia has never been called “Ginny” in-comic. It’s a little pet peeve of mine when people use a nickname for someone without asking the person if it’s okay.
Sorry. I have rudely called her all sorts of names, nick-names, etc. And I never asked. I have not escaped unscathed. Shame quivers to climb the stairs, to infest the pure air of reason with
biological residue of past errors.
Perhaps you have noticed.
Excuse me, but that was rude and uncalled-for, Trinity.
To be fair, Unity isn’t exactly known for being polite either. They really are two of a kind.
Okay, at the moment, they’re more like twenty-two of a kind, but still…
I’m confused. I thought Unity’s severed bodyparts could still move around on their own after being severed.
She once controlled a coonskin cap, for crying out loud. Those things don’t even have any bones!
Pull yourself together and get going, Unity.
At this point, it’s the rest of the team that needs to pull her together.
Sigh.
I called “Untiry skritches Trinity behind ears”. More fool me.
Did anyone call “mutual disassembly”?
Well, to be fair, they both appear to be thoroughly enjoying this contest, so I would argue that this is their version of skritching each other behind the ears, so to speak.
Answer to Owlmirror: BMunro called it way back on 8/10. Something about disassembled heads dragging themselves around by their tongues, I believe…
“The fight ends with body parts scattered everywhere, and two heads trying to drag themselves along with their tongues so they can head-butt eachother.”
To be fair, I didn’t call the staring contest. Maybe they don’t like the taste of dirt/asphalt/whatever that surface is.
“How do you even know which parts are yours?”
“Easy, stitched my name in!”
“What?”
“Prepared for everything!”
Now see, if a surgeon shows that level of foresight, they get their medical license revoked.
Unless they’re an Igor, then they just get accused of attending too many barroom brawls in Ankh-Morpork.
So now Tip reassembles Unity with the option of also mixing in bits of Trinity, and it ends up as a math/ethics puzzle about the optimal amount of Trinity to mix into Unity before the cost of compromised morals outweighs the benefits of greater raw power.
I think King Ghidorah would be a good look for Unity if she could find a third zombie to ransack for spare parts.
I guess that counts as the mother of all makeovers.
Just grab her head by a pony tail, and maybe a bucket o’ bits, if you can glom some. An arm to sew with would be useful. Then get out of there!
She can forage for spare parts after Anasig’s retaliation against itself. Her nanites will infest whatever parts get added to her. Gloop will slush out of strange places at inconvenient times. Finding some good brains to eat would help optimize the result. Unity is, after all, a work in progress.
Just hope Sweetheart hasn’t been watching the battle. She might have ambivalent feelings about all those bones…
By the way, what happened to James, Tip? Or maybe what happened with James?
Maybe James is still in the hot tub outside the ski lodge on top of Mt. Hood to which Tip magically transported the trio for a quickie. He’s too exhausted to move; his little husband followed Tip back, and is trying to kill off the rest of the Skin Horse team so they can have Tip all to themselves.
Yeah, just grab the two starers by the hair and schlep them out of here. Stick them in a closet somewhere until looking for a fix-it project. Although, as actual ‘equipment’ they have not proved out.
Word to schleppers: don’t let them brush against your legs whilst carrying them.
The eyes have it!
*Slow Clap*
Aw man, I forgot to check this when it updated. It still hasn’t been confirmed what happened to that Virginia counterpart whatever her name was. I guess she’s just gone the way of the Director English, although personally I miss English more, *sigh* he had a unique brand of sarcasm.
Thought she stayed back in Washington and mounted a coup in their agency when the main cast of Skin-Horse bugged out on Annex One.
Pretty sure Alphaghoul is referring to the lady with the pink streaks in her hair that Unity was noshing on the other day.
Was that her name? I didn’t catch it.
We never got her name. I don’t remember getting Alt!Nick’s name either.
I’m fairly sure that ribcage in panel 3 belonged to Alt!Lee at some point. Being disassembled must make you more hungry that you realize.
I’m very sorry that we’re likely to get through this storyline without revealing that her name is, of course, Georgia.
Because of course it is.
Is Nick’s counterpart called Rob?
Songs have been written about Georgia. ‘Course songs have been written about Virginia, too.
And Unity comes out ahead!
You win all the internets for that!
The Tin Man: Well, what happened to you?
The Scarecrow: They tore my legs off and they threw it over there! Then, they took my chest off and they threw it over there!
The Tin Man: Well, that’s you all over.
The Cowardly Lion: They sure knocked the stuffings out of you, didn’t they?
The Scarecrow: Don’t stand there talking, put me together. We’ve got to find Dorothy.
“Tis just a flesh wound!”
I presume Unity’s body followed her head while she consumed Jenny’s brain and Trinity caught up with them and managed to give “tit for tat”?
I vote to name the A-Team members James, Jenny, Trinity and Nate!
I would vote for Vanessa instead of Jenny. Simply because Virginia has never been called “Ginny” in-comic. It’s a little pet peeve of mine when people use a nickname for someone without asking the person if it’s okay.
Sorry. I have rudely called her all sorts of names, nick-names, etc. And I never asked. I have not escaped unscathed. Shame quivers to climb the stairs, to infest the pure air of reason with
biological residue of past errors.
Perhaps you have noticed.
“How would you describe her as a fighter?” “Scrappy.”