Nah, she’s semi-normal with berserk buttons (Or multiple “Niagara Falls”, to reference an old Abbot and Costello sketch). Unity, on the other hand, is always the same cheerful sociopath with a toddler’s attention span, unless she’s been eating brains.
She can think of other days,
When dating men with hats
Was not a thing she could want to do.
She could always tell the scorer,
But how could she be calm about the horror?
How can she tell it’s Dr. Tip?
How could she tell the man within the drone?
How could this bird see through the lining?
Where is her comfort zone?
How could she see that Wilkin man?
And could she see Sweetheart within?
Please let her get with Dr. Tip,
And chew those hats again.
She can still tell the score,
With hitting on her poor,
With awful memories of pickup lines.
She could see straight through bizarro,
But not how many lines Sweetheart would borrow.
Aah…How can she tell it’s Dr. Tip?
How could she tell the man within the drone?
How could this bird see through the lining?
Where is her comfort zone?
How could she see that Wilkin man?
And could she see Sweetheart within?
Please let her get with Dr. Tip.
And chew those hats again.
La la la la la la, la la la la
La la la la la la, la la la la.
Please let her get with Dr. Tip.
And chew those hats again.
Da da da da
Da da da da, da da da da da, da
—from “How Can You Mend a Broken Heart?” the Bee Gees.
She knows it’s a drone, and she knows he’s controlling it, but what she hasn’t realized is *how* he’s controlling it…
She’s going to find the drone tech really disturbing: they look like ordinary people, they act like (other) ordinary people, but really, they’re people wearing hats! It’s like a horror movie where the person you’re on a date with turns out to be a zombie, and then you find out she’s mad at the dog you planned to be on a date with and they’re both wearing hats!
*NOW—YOU WILL EXPERIENCE AN IMPORTANT REVELATION.*
“So, why do hats set you off, if you know it’s still the same person?”
“Oh, it was my creator. One of the things he was working on was a hat that injected a tin-based mind-control serum into anyone wearing it, and he got them into some of the clothing stores in our hometown. I’m still working through the trauma.”
I thought she was a macaw.
Macaws are parrots.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arini_(tribe)
Wouldn’t it have made more sense to link to this?
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Macaw
Love it
So she’s basically Unity, just not a sludge monster animating a collection of corpses
Nah, she’s semi-normal with berserk buttons (Or multiple “Niagara Falls”, to reference an old Abbot and Costello sketch). Unity, on the other hand, is always the same cheerful sociopath with a toddler’s attention span, unless she’s been eating brains.
SLOWLY I TURN!
STEP BY STEP!
INCH BY INCH!
BUFFALO! He said BUFFALO! So slowly I turned…
Tip, you really should have known better than to even mention hats.
Dang, you beat me to it.
In his defense, he never actually said the word “hat.”
In her defense, parrots are very intelligent, so she knew exactly what the next word was going to be.
I’m so confused
Tragically, she doesn’t seem to have the beak to fulfill her animalistic urges.
She has teeth.
I get this mental picture of her destroying things in her home, like the MrMaxTV Youtube channel…
She also has hands, a brain, and can pass for human enough to purchase a chainsaw. She can be slightly more destructive than the average macaw.
She can think of other days,
When dating men with hats
Was not a thing she could want to do.
She could always tell the scorer,
But how could she be calm about the horror?
How can she tell it’s Dr. Tip?
How could she tell the man within the drone?
How could this bird see through the lining?
Where is her comfort zone?
How could she see that Wilkin man?
And could she see Sweetheart within?
Please let her get with Dr. Tip,
And chew those hats again.
She can still tell the score,
With hitting on her poor,
With awful memories of pickup lines.
She could see straight through bizarro,
But not how many lines Sweetheart would borrow.
Aah…How can she tell it’s Dr. Tip?
How could she tell the man within the drone?
How could this bird see through the lining?
Where is her comfort zone?
How could she see that Wilkin man?
And could she see Sweetheart within?
Please let her get with Dr. Tip.
And chew those hats again.
La la la la la la, la la la la
La la la la la la, la la la la.
Please let her get with Dr. Tip.
And chew those hats again.
Da da da da
Da da da da, da da da da da, da
—from “How Can You Mend a Broken Heart?” the Bee Gees.
Very nicely done, good sir.
She knows it’s a drone, and she knows he’s controlling it, but what she hasn’t realized is *how* he’s controlling it…
She’s going to find the drone tech really disturbing: they look like ordinary people, they act like (other) ordinary people, but really, they’re people wearing hats! It’s like a horror movie where the person you’re on a date with turns out to be a zombie, and then you find out she’s mad at the dog you planned to be on a date with and they’re both wearing hats!
Tip will be forever grateful to Niue for the epiphany: the clothes don’t make the man…
*NOW—YOU WILL EXPERIENCE AN IMPORTANT REVELATION.*
“So, why do hats set you off, if you know it’s still the same person?”
“Oh, it was my creator. One of the things he was working on was a hat that injected a tin-based mind-control serum into anyone wearing it, and he got them into some of the clothing stores in our hometown. I’m still working through the trauma.”