I’m hesitant to say this ( because it would be cool if it was the Abomination) but couldn’t it also be Trinity or whatever the name of the Unity double was that we ran into in Kansas?
I’m surprised Unity took any damage in that encounter. And I still believe it’s a possessed Sweetheart rampaging through the zombie population; she could just as easily harvested a limb from Foot-Face and left traces of Unity at each crime scene…
If it turns out not to have anything with the Unity leftovers, is this an un-dead un-red herring?
I went back a bit, and noticed that someone was missing when Remy appeared: Brian. Where’s that scamp wandered off to?
If it is the Unity leftovers, and/or Brian, I wonder if they have formed an anarchist collective, and they are not so much stealing body parts as liberating and recruiting them . . .
UNITY: But I puked on you guys! I’m your queen . . . boss . . . head!
COLLECTIVE: [*swift gestures of some of the arms and hands in sign language*]
SWEETHEART: I . .. didn’t quite catch that.
UNITY: They said something like: Look, strange women making body-part puns on beaches vomiting out black goo … that’s no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical emetic ceremony.
Oh, hey, whoa! I wiki’d for more information, since I never really watched more than a few random episodes back in the day, and I never knew that the black oil alien has a proper name! It’s called -Purity-?!?
Well gee, that’s awfully near to a certain familiar name belonging to a black oil-like sludge that is able to enter other creatures and take control…
I’ve got one thing to say that I’ll tell you plain,
‘Cause we’ve caught you stealing all our toes again.
I’m gonna cut you down,
And slice you flat.
Because I’m telling you now,
Oh, you don’t know that.
This is the reckoning you’ve bought with squawking so grim.
Do I have to tell you all the time and cut up your skin?
I think I’ll cut you down (cut you down)
And slice you flat (gonna cut you down and slice you flat)
Because I’m telling you now,
You don’t know that.
Every one is green.
The zombies have begun this one enough.
But they’ve all seen
Your taking today—we’ll put you in place,
So stop all your stealin’, your pathetic dog whine.
You knock off your thievin’ or we’ll do you in kind.
We’re gonna cut you down (cut you down)
And slice you flat (gonna cut you down and slice you flat)
Because we’ve told you before,
Oh, you don’t know that.
Don’t know if I called it first, but I called it. It’s the Abomination!
Yes. Yes you did.
Dunno. If there’s one thing the Abomination doesn’t need, it’s extra body parts.
(Abomination, attaching it’s seventeenth arm): “I can quit any time!”
Definitely Selective Harvest (and selective denial).
ROFL!
Yep, think you nailed it.
Slim odds on Trinity causing trouble for Anasigma maybe…
3 “Huzzahs” for Awgie!
Now, with all that congratulating, Murphy’s Law dictates that I’ll be wrong.
Well yeah now it’s going to be the cats
I’m hesitant to say this ( because it would be cool if it was the Abomination) but couldn’t it also be Trinity or whatever the name of the Unity double was that we ran into in Kansas?
Thought it was Dr. Lee that was being Nicked.
I’d say you misspelled that, but the Authors want to keep a clean forum.
I’m surprised Unity took any damage in that encounter. And I still believe it’s a possessed Sweetheart rampaging through the zombie population; she could just as easily harvested a limb from Foot-Face and left traces of Unity at each crime scene…
Looks like a split seam.
That makes sense, considering the cleaver bounced off Sweetheart’s noggin! But if true, Unity needs a checkup from Dr. Lee!
TRINITY
Possibly, but how would she(?) get there from Kansas, and why the dreams?
If it turns out not to have anything with the Unity leftovers, is this an un-dead un-red herring?
I went back a bit, and noticed that someone was missing when Remy appeared: Brian. Where’s that scamp wandered off to?
If it is the Unity leftovers, and/or Brian, I wonder if they have formed an anarchist collective, and they are not so much stealing body parts as liberating and recruiting them . . .
UNITY: But I puked on you guys! I’m your queen . . . boss . . . head!
COLLECTIVE: [*swift gestures of some of the arms and hands in sign language*]
SWEETHEART: I . .. didn’t quite catch that.
UNITY: They said something like: Look, strange women making body-part puns on beaches vomiting out black goo … that’s no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical emetic ceremony.
I love it! “Farcical Emetic Ceremony” – the T-shirt for Vote 2020! 😉
Owlmirror, I really like your theory! Perhaps the incorporation of so many disparate parts yielded a “critical mass” which became autonomous?
BLACK OIL!
It’s the sunflowers.
Or the Beverly Hillbillies.
…the alien virus from The X-Files?
Oh, hey, whoa! I wiki’d for more information, since I never really watched more than a few random episodes back in the day, and I never knew that the black oil alien has a proper name! It’s called -Purity-?!?
Well gee, that’s awfully near to a certain familiar name belonging to a black oil-like sludge that is able to enter other creatures and take control…
Aren’t Unity and Sweetheart going to give back the cleaver to Ms. Cleaver? The book club meeting will lose a little something without it…
Nah. It’s an online meeting. Virtual cleavers lose a bit of their panache.
What’s the name of Unity’s most recent opponent, the OTHER who survived as a bodiless head-clump? There’s THERE’s a market for body parts!
That would be Trinity that TuiteyFruity mentioned above.
I’ve got one thing to say that I’ll tell you plain,
‘Cause we’ve caught you stealing all our toes again.
I’m gonna cut you down,
And slice you flat.
Because I’m telling you now,
Oh, you don’t know that.
This is the reckoning you’ve bought with squawking so grim.
Do I have to tell you all the time and cut up your skin?
I think I’ll cut you down (cut you down)
And slice you flat (gonna cut you down and slice you flat)
Because I’m telling you now,
You don’t know that.
Every one is green.
The zombies have begun this one enough.
But they’ve all seen
Your taking today—we’ll put you in place,
So stop all your stealin’, your pathetic dog whine.
You knock off your thievin’ or we’ll do you in kind.
We’re gonna cut you down (cut you down)
And slice you flat (gonna cut you down and slice you flat)
Because we’ve told you before,
Oh, you don’t know that.
—from “You Can’t Do That,” The Beatles.
Thumbs up!
Thanks. Pays to thumb back a few days in the strip…