Uhh.. isn’t it the real -treasure- is the friends we make along the way?
Ya know, since it’s derived from the trope of people going on a treasure hunt, and at the end of their harrowing adventure the treasure is long gone / never existed / has to be sacrificed to save lives or save the world / et cetera?
But then just as disappointment seems poised to overtake the group, someone points out that hey – at least they all got to meet each other and become lifelong friends and/or family, and isn’t that a treasure in its own way?
See examples such as Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade, Atlantis: The Lost Empire, Treasure Planet, City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly’s Gold, et cetera.
After all, if you’re a mad scientist working for an evil organization, you always want to have some back doors installed in your tech in case they decide you’re surplus to requirements.
“Unazz area immediately”. Tip, the joy of women everywhere, is now free to carry on his life’s work.
Now where ‘s that invisible chopper when you need it? Can never find one.
Wait. So doppel-Peirson – inventor of death traps extraordinaire, creator of the Eyeball Razor Chimps – now has in his possession an explosive of possibly vast potency…
It’s a good thing for Anasigma he hates the collective!
Not that I would put it past Anasigma to put an explosive of vast potency in that collar, but it doesn’t take that much explosive force to pop someone’s head off.
And you don’t even need to pop their head off. You only need enough force to rupture the blood vessels in the neck.
Although A-Sig is kinda fond of being a bit extreme with its penalties. It could be a shaped charge designed to blow the body away under the neck. That way they can save the brain for extirpation.
Pierson has not only become extremely negative voice in the back of the collective that says everything they do is wrong… He now has a bomb. Explosive self doubt.
“Only when I felt like it.” This is good. Peirson’s attitude completely negates any pressure to comply with outside expectation… though it greatly increases the annoyance factor.
To paraphrase the song, he’s only happy when it rains, he loves it when it’s complicated . . . , I’d go on, but I know my singing voice isn’t the best.
Yes, Tip. I assure you, you contribute to quite nearly everyone’s crabbiness at some point.
The real journey is the fronds we make along the way.
(*snicker*)
+1
Uhh.. isn’t it the real -treasure- is the friends we make along the way?
Ya know, since it’s derived from the trope of people going on a treasure hunt, and at the end of their harrowing adventure the treasure is long gone / never existed / has to be sacrificed to save lives or save the world / et cetera?
But then just as disappointment seems poised to overtake the group, someone points out that hey – at least they all got to meet each other and become lifelong friends and/or family, and isn’t that a treasure in its own way?
See examples such as Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade, Atlantis: The Lost Empire, Treasure Planet, City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly’s Gold, et cetera.
Ass uked it would be set to explode if they tried to remove it.
How would they remove it when they got back then?
This is Anasigma, they could perfectly well have wanted it designed irremovable
Also, this is mad science. The could’ve simply forgotten
Peirson should know the tech. He should know how to disarm and safely remove it.
After all, if you’re a mad scientist working for an evil organization, you always want to have some back doors installed in your tech in case they decide you’re surplus to requirements.
I wouldn’t even say back door… he was probably just the one that created it thus knew how it worked.
Crap! I meant “I assumed” all this time.
I assumed that’s what you meant. You see enough typos online, and you get pretty good at reading them.
I wonder if he secretly implanted some kind of tracker into Tip whilst he did that?
That would be what? A quadruple-cross?
Since there are many people in real life who seem to be entirely powered by outrage, I find this quite believable. 🙂
“Unazz area immediately”. Tip, the joy of women everywhere, is now free to carry on his life’s work.
Now where ‘s that invisible chopper when you need it? Can never find one.
I’m sure Nick said he was going back. The scientists still seem to be around, so maybe Dr. Kinlin could give Tip a ride on the back of his bike.
I assumed Nick was being facetious when he said he was leaving.
Maybe he was being facetious, maybe not. I haven’t seen him since then, though.
If he’s a plant and crabby, can we call him crab grass?
Wait. Is that a Roger Rabbit reference?
Quite possibly.
That was my first thought.
Clearly. I should probably watch that movie again; it’s been al ong time.
That was my first thought, very good roger rabbitting
Wait. So doppel-Peirson – inventor of death traps extraordinaire, creator of the Eyeball Razor Chimps – now has in his possession an explosive of possibly vast potency…
It’s a good thing for Anasigma he hates the collective!
He can undermine it from within.
but only when he feels like it
Not that I would put it past Anasigma to put an explosive of vast potency in that collar, but it doesn’t take that much explosive force to pop someone’s head off.
And you don’t even need to pop their head off. You only need enough force to rupture the blood vessels in the neck.
Although A-Sig is kinda fond of being a bit extreme with its penalties. It could be a shaped charge designed to blow the body away under the neck. That way they can save the brain for extirpation.
Pierson has not only become extremely negative voice in the back of the collective that says everything they do is wrong… He now has a bomb. Explosive self doubt.
Isn’t there still a non-plant version of Peirson around somewhere?
So the collar does work on Roger Rabbit rules!
“Only when I felt like it.” This is good. Peirson’s attitude completely negates any pressure to comply with outside expectation… though it greatly increases the annoyance factor.
To paraphrase the song, he’s only happy when it rains, he loves it when it’s complicated . . . , I’d go on, but I know my singing voice isn’t the best.