“See, in the otehr univere I was assigned to the cypress instead of developing the big glowy door. So once you get there, you jsut have to convince me to make a big glowy door to be able to get back”
Eh, there’ll still be a big glowy door project in that ‘verse (it’s too valuable an asset to pass up, assuming the Mr. Green of that ‘verse knows of it).
You are entering the vicinity of an area adjacent to a location. The kind of place where there might be a monster, or some kind of weird mirror. These are just examples; it could also be something much better. Prepare to enter… The Glowy Door
Well, normal plants don’t have a nervous system, much less a brain, but who can tell with sentient zombie-controlling cypresses? Although even if it did have a brain, I doubt medication developed for humans would work properly (there are reasons my dog and I don’t share prescriptions, and we’re much more closely related than people and swamp vegetation)
So the plan is to go to a neighboring universe to get a cure for a sentient swampland that wants to kill them in a torpid furor so it can become completely awake and aware . . . , and likely still wants to kill them, this time in a fully aware furor.
And Sergio isn’t supposed to be a madboy? Like I said earlier, he chose the right crew for this job.
If I recall correctly, Cypress Prime was never the problem, but she has had a number of “problem children.” It appears now A-Sig may be entirely to blame for that.
Ah, I remember this from when Fringe did it. Hopefully it won’t be bungled as catastrophically badly.
No, it’ll be bungled hilariously badly instead
“See, in the otehr univere I was assigned to the cypress instead of developing the big glowy door. So once you get there, you jsut have to convince me to make a big glowy door to be able to get back”
Eh, there’ll still be a big glowy door project in that ‘verse (it’s too valuable an asset to pass up, assuming the Mr. Green of that ‘verse knows of it).
You are entering the vicinity of an area adjacent to a location. The kind of place where there might be a monster, or some kind of weird mirror. These are just examples; it could also be something much better. Prepare to enter… The Glowy Door
A cure? Or *The* Cure?
I have heard that music is good for plants.
Not the Cure, “The Cure”.
Thought a serum that rewires your brain sounds like it wouldn’t work on plants…
Well, normal plants don’t have a nervous system, much less a brain, but who can tell with sentient zombie-controlling cypresses? Although even if it did have a brain, I doubt medication developed for humans would work properly (there are reasons my dog and I don’t share prescriptions, and we’re much more closely related than people and swamp vegetation)
There is a fair bit of overlap between human and veterinary pharmaceuticals, but presumably less so between humans and swamp-things.
So the plan is to go to a neighboring universe to get a cure for a sentient swampland that wants to kill them in a torpid furor so it can become completely awake and aware . . . , and likely still wants to kill them, this time in a fully aware furor.
And Sergio isn’t supposed to be a madboy? Like I said earlier, he chose the right crew for this job.
“Take up the Madman’s burden…”
If I recall correctly, Cypress Prime was never the problem, but she has had a number of “problem children.” It appears now A-Sig may be entirely to blame for that.
I don’t think Anasigma had anything to do with Venus, but the one in Colma, definitely.
“Technically it IS later.” And technically it is 138 years ago, next Wednesday, and tomorrow.
Well, as President Clinton is currently saying, that depends on what the definition of “is” is.
–Dave, what it be, yo man!