Andy Holloway (garran) says: Are they all named Ezekiel, or is he just moving around a lot?
D. Connolly (theogrin) says: I think it’s the same centipede – after all, he seems to have a tendency to gravitate towards the tastiness of his prey.
Jane Narbon (lady_madsci) says:
If Tip is a Goliath, then where’s David?
—– The Mad Scientist Wars:
In mad science, there are many subtle and complex ways to knock someone out; however, sometimes it’s just easier to whack him over the head.
I hope I didn’t hit Professor Tinker too hard.
With Fluffy given enough Vorpal Bunny Nip to make him docile (but not enough to turn him mad), the grues vaporized (the trick is to shine a bright light on them), and that… thing that was following the good Professor knocked out of the air (lucky swing), I feel I’m now ready to face my newest nemesis.
I think I’ll scrap the plan, and just do what he asks.
—–
I’ve come politely to the entrance to David Toboz’s lair. The door’s opened for me at least…
Yep, it’s the blackmailer himself. He doesn’t seem very happy to see me. He’s aiming some sort of ray gun at me.
“Umm… why the ray gun? I’ve come all this way–”
“–to destroy me. Before you destroyed the bugs I put in your lab, I saw you swear that you’d never cave in–”
“–as a show for So It Begins’s benefit. You and I both use bugs. He uses nanobots. Anyway, it doesn’t matter any more, because I’ve done what you said.
Killed him.”
So It Begins (soitbegins) says:
Ok, I think we can safely say these are monks and not Amish or something else. I mean, if they’re quoting from the Bible…
Forum Subscriptions Update: No response to the email I sent, and I guess Jeffry Channing Welles hasn’t gotten through yet either.
The MadSci Wars:
EARLIER THAT SAME DAY:
What is it, Prime?
Prime, set up that new prototype energy shield I’ve been working on.
…
Destroy it.
Aargh. Another day. I wonder what exactly when Jane Narbon is going to show up and outline this ‘Plan’ she’s been talking about.
*ding dong*
Ah. Miss Narbon. Welcome! I’m sure it’ll be interesting, implementing this Plan of y– hey, what are you–? quit it! I– WHAT THE–
NOOOOOooooooo….
Dave Van Domelen (dvandom) says: Compromise: just squish Zeke.
Dan White (vortexknight) says: Actually, SIB, I’m pretty sure the Amish are into the Bible too. Plus, the Amish are known for their skill in wood-working. Granted, they’re also generally good about not eating their neighbors, so who knows.
David Toboz (professor_zobot) says:
This is just further proof of my theory that the centipedes are actually evil and just trying to hide it. They don’t wanna get squished any more than the next irridated sentient talking bugs.
The Mad Sci Wars (Ok, hopefully this’ll be the last time we do this here)
Well, the spider monkey was a bit disappointing, anyway. I’m somewhat envious. I mean, he’s got an ENERGY SHIELD! I want one of those! That’s the good thing about being a mad scientist, however: I can just build one.
Wait…is that Miss Narbon at my door? How did she find me? I mean, so soon? And me without any activated defenses, and the lab’s simply in a mess, and I really don’t have anything ready to bring about her doom!
…how terribly impolite of me. Well, the only way I can properly greet her now is with a ray gun to the forehead. It’s what she would do for me were the positions reversed.
“Wait…you actually killed him? I mean, just like that? I must say, Miss Narbon, that I am impressed.” Impressed enough to elevate her on my list of most dangerous contemporaries, anyway.
“Very well then. Let it never be said that I am not a man of my word. Here: This disk contains the only copy of the photos I paid a rather handsome sum of someone else’s money for. There is of course a copy on my computer, purely a defensive means, that is set to upload itself to several prominent sites should my computers detect any change in my vital signs. Once you have departed a sufficent distance from my lab, they will be deleted and you can go on your merry way, causing destruction and misery to whatever you wish.”
“Why did I ask you to do this? Well, all you need to know is that I was curious to see how you’d react. And of course, how SiB would as well. Now then… seeing as how you’ve seen fit to travel all the way to my lab in person, is there anything else you would wish to speak of?”
Aaron Shades (prof_tinker) says:
IKNEW IT! Centipedes. . . sassafrassing argle brgmn . . CENTIPEDES!
They’re not t be trusted.
Is anyone else reminded of the City of Donkeys and the City of Foxes, from The Road to Oz?
THE MAD WARS:
. . . . ohhh, my head. What happened? Where am i?
And where are my glasses? Last thing I remember was going to Miss Narbons house, and then. . .
Oh, Deary. I must be in her lair. It feels like I’m on a couch, and I can hear Fluffy snoring. This doesn’t bode well.
Heck, it doesn’t even sound good. What did mother always say bout being captured. . . .
Oh, of course. “Get out quick, but not without secret plans and blackmail!”
Andy Holloway (garran) says: Are they all named Ezekiel, or is he just moving around a lot?
D. Connolly (theogrin) says: I think it’s the same centipede – after all, he seems to have a tendency to gravitate towards the tastiness of his prey.
Jane Narbon (lady_madsci) says:
If Tip is a Goliath, then where’s David?
—–
The Mad Scientist Wars:
In mad science, there are many subtle and complex ways to knock someone out; however, sometimes it’s just easier to whack him over the head.
I hope I didn’t hit Professor Tinker too hard.
With Fluffy given enough Vorpal Bunny Nip to make him docile (but not enough to turn him mad), the grues vaporized (the trick is to shine a bright light on them), and that… thing that was following the good Professor knocked out of the air (lucky swing), I feel I’m now ready to face my newest nemesis.
I think I’ll scrap the plan, and just do what he asks.
—–
I’ve come politely to the entrance to David Toboz’s lair. The door’s opened for me at least…
Yep, it’s the blackmailer himself. He doesn’t seem very happy to see me. He’s aiming some sort of ray gun at me.
“Umm… why the ray gun? I’ve come all this way–”
“–to destroy me. Before you destroyed the bugs I put in your lab, I saw you swear that you’d never cave in–”
“–as a show for So It Begins’s benefit. You and I both use bugs. He uses nanobots. Anyway, it doesn’t matter any more, because I’ve done what you said.
Killed him.”
So It Begins (soitbegins) says:
Ok, I think we can safely say these are monks and not Amish or something else. I mean, if they’re quoting from the Bible…
Forum Subscriptions Update: No response to the email I sent, and I guess Jeffry Channing Welles hasn’t gotten through yet either.
The MadSci Wars:
EARLIER THAT SAME DAY:
What is it, Prime?
Prime, set up that new prototype energy shield I’ve been working on.
…
Destroy it.
Aargh. Another day. I wonder what exactly when Jane Narbon is going to show up and outline this ‘Plan’ she’s been talking about.
*ding dong*
Ah. Miss Narbon. Welcome! I’m sure it’ll be interesting, implementing this Plan of y– hey, what are you–? quit it! I– WHAT THE–
NOOOOOooooooo….
Dave Van Domelen (dvandom) says: Compromise: just squish Zeke.
Dan White (vortexknight) says: Actually, SIB, I’m pretty sure the Amish are into the Bible too. Plus, the Amish are known for their skill in wood-working. Granted, they’re also generally good about not eating their neighbors, so who knows.
David Toboz (professor_zobot) says:
This is just further proof of my theory that the centipedes are actually evil and just trying to hide it. They don’t wanna get squished any more than the next irridated sentient talking bugs.
The Mad Sci Wars (Ok, hopefully this’ll be the last time we do this here)
Well, the spider monkey was a bit disappointing, anyway. I’m somewhat envious. I mean, he’s got an ENERGY SHIELD! I want one of those! That’s the good thing about being a mad scientist, however: I can just build one.
Wait…is that Miss Narbon at my door? How did she find me? I mean, so soon? And me without any activated defenses, and the lab’s simply in a mess, and I really don’t have anything ready to bring about her doom!
…how terribly impolite of me. Well, the only way I can properly greet her now is with a ray gun to the forehead. It’s what she would do for me were the positions reversed.
“Wait…you actually killed him? I mean, just like that? I must say, Miss Narbon, that I am impressed.” Impressed enough to elevate her on my list of most dangerous contemporaries, anyway.
“Very well then. Let it never be said that I am not a man of my word. Here: This disk contains the only copy of the photos I paid a rather handsome sum of someone else’s money for. There is of course a copy on my computer, purely a defensive means, that is set to upload itself to several prominent sites should my computers detect any change in my vital signs. Once you have departed a sufficent distance from my lab, they will be deleted and you can go on your merry way, causing destruction and misery to whatever you wish.”
“Why did I ask you to do this? Well, all you need to know is that I was curious to see how you’d react. And of course, how SiB would as well. Now then… seeing as how you’ve seen fit to travel all the way to my lab in person, is there anything else you would wish to speak of?”
Aaron Shades (prof_tinker) says:
IKNEW IT! Centipedes. . . sassafrassing argle brgmn . . CENTIPEDES!
They’re not t be trusted.
Is anyone else reminded of the City of Donkeys and the City of Foxes, from The Road to Oz?
THE MAD WARS:
. . . . ohhh, my head. What happened? Where am i?
And where are my glasses? Last thing I remember was going to Miss Narbons house, and then. . .
Oh, Deary. I must be in her lair. It feels like I’m on a couch, and I can hear Fluffy snoring. This doesn’t bode well.
Heck, it doesn’t even sound good. What did mother always say bout being captured. . . .
Oh, of course. “Get out quick, but not without secret plans and blackmail!”
Yeah Ezekiel, get with the program!