I’m drilling some holes into Hit-ty’s head,
To which I shall attach myself …
Two are one now!
There’s one robot left, just as Hullcrusher said!
No foe ‘gainst which to match myself …
Battle’s done now!
And we worked together, all the other ‘bots to fight!
And now our bods unite,
As you can see!
I can match my wits
With Hitty’s hits!
We’re perfect fits!
Hullcrusher’s snit
Means not a whit
To her and me!
I’m joining with Hitty, to not end up dead,
From foes that overmatch myself …
(Should we run now?)
From “The Power of Love,” Huey Lewis and / or the News.
The power of friends is a puzzling thing.
Two robots one now, with a third in the wing.
A fight arena, looks like a dead end.
But this acquaintance, finds the power of friends.
They don’t need chassis, don’t need a brace,
Don’t need no Robot Heaven in this place.
It’s all unexpected, and it has bad sides,
But it might just save their hides.
That’s the power of friends…
That’s the power of friends
Ramshambler screwed himself into Hitty’s hole.
Hitty’s hole.
Hitty’s hole.
Ramshambler screwed himself into Hitty’s hole.
And de walls come tumblin’ down….
There’s something a bit… kinky about Hitty’s line in the last panel.
I saw this coming the first time I saw hitty
How is that actually going to help them? Fight wise I mean.
The point is now there’s only one “robot left standing” as they have fused into one.
Unless you count hullcrusher prime, who they still have to fight.
But is Hullcrusher Prime standing?
Hullcrusher Prime is the room and judge. Telling him to fight would be like telling football players they are allowed to tackle the referee.
Gattai!
So you think you’re better than us just because you have twice as many faces? GATTAI!
(TUNE: “Fixing A Hole”, The Beatles)
I’m drilling some holes into Hit-ty’s head,
To which I shall attach myself …
Two are one now!
There’s one robot left, just as Hullcrusher said!
No foe ‘gainst which to match myself …
Battle’s done now!
And we worked together, all the other ‘bots to fight!
And now our bods unite,
As you can see!
I can match my wits
With Hitty’s hits!
We’re perfect fits!
Hullcrusher’s snit
Means not a whit
To her and me!
I’m joining with Hitty, to not end up dead,
From foes that overmatch myself …
(Should we run now?)
Hm… This feels like a metaphor for something. .. Or should I just not read into it that much
I’m certain this means they’re engaged.
Please, don’t extend the metaphor any further, lest you make everyone realize that [so censored][VERY censored][much censored][wow][/doge]
They can disengage whenever they want, though.
Hullcrusher Prime technically isn’t standing,Hullcrusher Prime is the room/arena.
Exactly.
Is that green glow Revelation, or merely uncontained fusion power?
“I thought it was pixie dust”
And so two become one. And he didn’t even propose!
From “The Power of Love,” Huey Lewis and / or the News.
The power of friends is a puzzling thing.
Two robots one now, with a third in the wing.
A fight arena, looks like a dead end.
But this acquaintance, finds the power of friends.
They don’t need chassis, don’t need a brace,
Don’t need no Robot Heaven in this place.
It’s all unexpected, and it has bad sides,
But it might just save their hides.
That’s the power of friends…
That’s the power of friends
Robert, should your last line be written thus?
That’s the power of “friends”.
I suppose…but when you do these things on the fly things are bound to be imperfect.
Ramshambler screwed himself into Hitty’s hole.
Hitty’s hole.
Hitty’s hole.
Ramshambler screwed himself into Hitty’s hole.
And de walls come tumblin’ down….
Who the heck do you think we are?! SUPER ULTRA ROBO-PARTNERSHIP COMBINING!
DON’T BELIEVE IN RAMSHAMBLER, BELIEVE IN HITTY THAT BELIEVES IN RAMSHAMBLER!
(Flicks on lighter)
(Holds it up in salute)
Rock on, Ramshambler. You did what we knew you would, and you did it with style. Bravo.
If you like to induce structural collapse through resonance, a fusion-powered mallet might come in handy.
The question is, did Hullcrusher Prime’s mad programmer consider the need for protection against logic bombs?
“But you’re still two robots…” “Nae, we are one!” *snap-crackle-pop* “What a world, what a world!”
Yes!
I note that Ramshambler appears to have a metal saw stashed somewhere.