Off topic, but thanks for the recommendation of Heavenly Nostrils in the sidebar. I just finished the archives, and now it’s in regular rotation. Besides your own comics, I’ve found a substantial number of other favorites thanks to you and the Commentariat.
Somehow, I picture the “patients” as either being used to test new chemicals that might, somehow, tangentially, cure the original problem, or getting brand new replacement parts of a variety of materials to take the place of whatever got broken. Possibly a combination of both depending on the health of the test subj, . . . er, patient
To the office of Skin Horse
Comes Virginia Lee …
While she’s fervently hoping
That her bosses won’t see!
Made a thing for zombies
That dispenses a brain …
Anyone could repair this device,
It’s completely sane!
“Please don’t tell Anasigma!
They own all that I do,
And my actual property,
And my body parts too!
If the zombies should catch me,
There’d be nothing inside!
Still, in all, I cannot complain
‘Bout a free plane ride!”
[CHORUS:]
’Cause hey, it’s a trip to California
That I get for free,
Just my box and me!
Better enjoy it, my trip to California!
The Necropois
Has a need for this!
In the firm that I work for,
I do stuff that I hate …
I cannot fight against them,
Or they might extirpate!
But you know, being evil
Takes a terrible toll …
I won’t end up in Heaven or Hell,
‘Cause they own my soul! [insert 10-minute Guitar Hero solo]
It’s an interesting defense against zombies. “You can’t have my brain, it’s Anasigma’s property!” It wouldn’t work, of course, but it’s interesting nonetheless.
Also, who wants to bet A-Sig sabotaged the brain dispenser and is only faking ignorance of Virginia’s current actions?
Some peoples’ jobs are just for the dough
An Anasigma job also takes your body to go
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A back that’s weak and a mind that’s strong
Chorus:
You make sixteen inventions, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Hey, Nick, don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the comp’ny fo’ sho’
I was hired one mornin’ where the sun didn’t shine
I picked up my badge and I toed the line
I made sixteen inventions – I was on a roll
And Mr. Green said “Now I own your soul”
[chorus]
I was workin’ one mornin’ on a copter’s brain
Schemin’ and trouble are my middle name
I was charmed by the helpers of a comic-al lion
Now no-a high-falutin boss man make me toe the line
I’d love to see the rest of the “Know Your Robots” poster, especially if Robby and Claude (B-9) from “Lost in Space” were on it. It’s gonna be one of those tantalizing things, like the “know your aliens” poster poorly glimpsed in one of the last episodes of “Lexx”, when they were visiting the guys building their own space ark…
I guess it’s time to ask again: Why would anyone choose to work for Anasigma? Never mind “anyone in their right mind”, even most crazies should be put off by what we’ve seen of them.
Off topic, but thanks for the recommendation of Heavenly Nostrils in the sidebar. I just finished the archives, and now it’s in regular rotation. Besides your own comics, I’ve found a substantial number of other favorites thanks to you and the Commentariat.
The same with [I]Spacetrawler[/I] and a few others, here.
Ah, yes – Heavenly Nostrils is quite nice. I’ve been following Dana Simpson’s works since Clinton was president ,myself. Good times, good times.
Heavenly nostrils is truly a fun read.
A-sig owns Ginny’s teefus??
Good lord!
Yes! California is awesome! COME. come and play
I really, really, don’t think we want to know about the Anasigma employee health plan.
Somehow, I picture the “patients” as either being used to test new chemicals that might, somehow, tangentially, cure the original problem, or getting brand new replacement parts of a variety of materials to take the place of whatever got broken. Possibly a combination of both depending on the health of the test subj, . . . er, patient
(TUNE: “Hotel California”, The Eagles)
To the office of Skin Horse
Comes Virginia Lee …
While she’s fervently hoping
That her bosses won’t see!
Made a thing for zombies
That dispenses a brain …
Anyone could repair this device,
It’s completely sane!
“Please don’t tell Anasigma!
They own all that I do,
And my actual property,
And my body parts too!
If the zombies should catch me,
There’d be nothing inside!
Still, in all, I cannot complain
‘Bout a free plane ride!”
[CHORUS:]
’Cause hey, it’s a trip to California
That I get for free,
Just my box and me!
Better enjoy it, my trip to California!
The Necropois
Has a need for this!
In the firm that I work for,
I do stuff that I hate …
I cannot fight against them,
Or they might extirpate!
But you know, being evil
Takes a terrible toll …
I won’t end up in Heaven or Hell,
‘Cause they own my soul!
[insert 10-minute Guitar Hero solo]
Great, another song that’ll be in my head all day…
It’s an interesting defense against zombies. “You can’t have my brain, it’s Anasigma’s property!” It wouldn’t work, of course, but it’s interesting nonetheless.
Also, who wants to bet A-Sig sabotaged the brain dispenser and is only faking ignorance of Virginia’s current actions?
Would certainly give this story arc something to cover….
No bet. Perfectly in line with their modus operandi so far.
(Tune: Sixteen Tons, Tennessee Ernie Ford)
Some peoples’ jobs are just for the dough
An Anasigma job also takes your body to go
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A back that’s weak and a mind that’s strong
Chorus:
You make sixteen inventions, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Hey, Nick, don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the comp’ny fo’ sho’
I was hired one mornin’ where the sun didn’t shine
I picked up my badge and I toed the line
I made sixteen inventions – I was on a roll
And Mr. Green said “Now I own your soul”
[chorus]
I was workin’ one mornin’ on a copter’s brain
Schemin’ and trouble are my middle name
I was charmed by the helpers of a comic-al lion
Now no-a high-falutin boss man make me toe the line
[chorus]
Brilliant! I have a new earworm, and I like it.
I’d love to see the rest of the “Know Your Robots” poster, especially if Robby and Claude (B-9) from “Lost in Space” were on it. It’s gonna be one of those tantalizing things, like the “know your aliens” poster poorly glimpsed in one of the last episodes of “Lexx”, when they were visiting the guys building their own space ark…
Shaenon & Jeff: that sounds like a wallpaper, or a kickstarter bonus or heck just something to sell in the store. I’d buy several.
Here’s something like.
http://geektyrant.com/news/2012/9/25/famous-robots-poster-art.html
I guess it’s time to ask again: Why would anyone choose to work for Anasigma? Never mind “anyone in their right mind”, even most crazies should be put off by what we’ve seen of them.