Oh please Shaenon I beg of you. I've been waiting for this. Also methinks dave not lupin. Dave got carted off at some point after the end of the comic and before the wedding.
Sara Stevens (runeofprotection) says:
hehehe, everyone is rooting for their favorite mad scientist to come in. As someone who started reading Narbonic after it was finished, I would love to see either Dave or Helen but...what if it's their daughter?
That would be either Victorian Helen (who still looks like Amelia Peabody to me, even to the brolly), or Victorian Madblood who did the construction. Since Moustachio is a robot>¹ — er — Mechanical Man, the constructor would almost of a certainty be Madblood. I wonder if this was pre- or post-Mars?
Now, for the contemporary repairman: one of the Helens, Dave, or Madblood . . .
Helen the Younger's specialty of Biogenetics is wrong — unless she were to transplant Moustachio's clockwork brain into a human body².
Helen the Elder would just make off with Moustachio, and in a year or so you would hear of him terrorizing Mardi Gras down in Rio.
Either Dave or Lupin could repair Moustachio. Dave would automatically add improvements (the self-winding death-ray/Blu-ray player, the satellite internet link, etc.). Lupin would do a straightforward repair, but would upgrade Moustachio's brain with the latest octocore technology.
Any which way this goes, hilarity would definitely ensue.
¹ 'Robot' was not added to the English until the 1920s, by R.U.R., which was actually about Androids (as opposed to the Star Wars Droids, which are actually robots).
² Probably another Dave-clone — I'm sure she has a few spares packed away here and there.
I'm on parole, cause I built a Real Doll And I gave her laser arms and sharks for eyes So in due course, they sent me to Skin Horse Oh it's going to be a wonderful surprise
La la la la, la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la
I'm on parole, cause I ran the bankroll For the Ubersteppenwolfenhitlersteins There's this program, kind of more a test run I'm sure everything will be just peachy fine
La la la la...
This is a happy end, we'll be the best of friends Everything is more fun, with my Evapo-Gun(tm) Top-secret criminals, love toxic animals We'll take you far away
I'm on parole, cause I nuked the North Pole (Well I don't like Santa Claus OR Superman) And I maybe, cloned a dragon baby But I'm sure when you see her you'll understand
We gotta fix poor ol' Moustachio, But we lost the manual long ago, hey ... He's almost from the Middle Ages; We just can't look in the Yellow Pages, hey ... Let's call some power-mad criminal soul, And make him an offer of early parole, hey hey!
So tell us! Tell us what you plan to do! Fix a broken spring with Super Glue, Replace the gears that rusted ... Yes, I'm certain you can be trusted!
Let's go! Better not disturb the man, Let him do whatever he can; We won't disturb him While he's repairing our Thin-ko-ni-um!
The hamsters weren't Mad; they were just riding on Dana's coattails.
... Huh. I just realized that what Helen created was not just an intelligence serum with unfortunate side effects, but a formula that turned ordinary gerbils into mad scientists. And that Artie, the intended recipient of the formula, got the intelligence but not the madness (or at least not much... the gender-swap formula was Artie's design...). Was even Artie a byproduct of the line of research that led to the sanity gun?
But, anyway, if the guest-art montage in the last Narbonic strip - which is, I believe, the only indication of the hamsters being taken into custody - is taken as canon, then Dave was also apprehended at least briefly.
I note that our creators have, to date, carefully walked the line where this could be, but is not confirmed to be, the Narboniverse. I'm not sure whether that's a point in favor of or a point against a possible Narbonic cameo here.
Dave Van Domelen (dvandom) says:
http://www.dvandom.com/CoX/tipwilkinsCoH.JPG
MUAHAHAHA!
Rob (rrreed) says:
Just because the program usually goes south—waaaaaaaaaaay south—after a while in the Thunderbolts is no reason to believe it won't be different with Project Skin Horse involved.
Ah, if the King of England gives you any guff, just go, "Look behind you! It's a coalition of barons who want you to sign a great charter!" And then, -BAM-, leg sweep!
Because my dream crossover would would be with A Miracle Of Science ( http://project-apollo.net/mos/mos000.html - if you haven't read it you really need to right now. I mean it, go ahead, I'll wait... )
(Tune: "Dream Police", Cheap Trick)
Vorstellen Police, he's got a dark broody past Vorstellen Police, she's the whole planet Mars Vorstellen Police, together they fight space crime, oh no!
Mad science is quite a simple disease The Institute calls it SRMD, SRMD
They're waiting for me, they're looking for me In the starlit night She spacewalks without air The girl with diamond hair
Vorstellen Police...
Well the Institute said my work's a disgrace So I'll show them all from my Venusian base
But they're waiting for me, they're looking for me In the starlit night She's everything I fear The girl with diamond hair
I chase their cars, crash them on Mars, they won't leave me alone I shoot their ships, bootleg their chips, they won't leave me alone They spy on me, I try to hide, they won't leave me alone They persecute me, but muhahaha! I cannot fail!
Cause they're waiting for me, they're looking for me In the starlit night She's hot beyond compare The girl with diamond hair
Vorstellen Police, he's got a gun and two fists Vorstellen Police, she's got a nanotech kiss Vorstellen Police, together they fight space crime, oh no!
Shall we call the Institute today now? Can they send somebody out this way now? Someone with genius madness, (Hopefully, not much badness) To repair our metal man!
These are folks we don't call every day now ... But we need, as quickly as they can, Someone with steampunk know-how To fix Mou-sta-chi-o now, Make him run the way he ran!
A mad genius fits the bill! Long as he's useful, we'll Ignore his crime! The Pommie who wears the crown Knows he can take us down Anytime! Anytime!
Shall we call the Institute today now? Can they send somebody out this way now? Don't care if he's psycho crazy, Long as he's not too lazy To repair our metal man!
Is it completely implausible to guess "Victorian Madblood"?
Rob (rrreed) says:
The first thing that comes to mind when I hear the phrases, "some old expert in antique clockwork" and "experimental program involving deadly criminals" together?
You know, Madblood would work well in this strip because it was his androids who started the Machine Union. But I'm guessing it's going to be a new character. I'm also guessing female.
Moustachio got broken, So we called the Institute ... They've got someone eccentric, But whose knowledge is astute! I gave my name and spelled it, And my Visa number too ... Approval, though, withheld it "Til I see what he can do!
Slightly out of touch With computers, cars, and such; The modern world's too much ... to see ... A mask so he won't bite, And some leather straps so tight; He might be going ... on a date with Unity!
Insane genius watchmaker dinosaur! Insane genius watchmaker dinosaur! Insane genius watchmaker dinosaur! Hero with a screw loose! Dino-power!
He's the world's foremost expert on brass and steam! He's a Swiss Victorian paleontologist's dream! When the King of Prussia attacks He'll keep those zeppelins off our backs!
(TUNE: "This Could Be The Start Of Something Big", Steve Allen)
Now here's Doctor Engelbright, she's doing an eval Before they can let some madman out of the brig! And Konstantin says, "Oh, sure! This building is kept secure By man who once win fist-fight with large pig!"
"Perhaps you are wish to hear the names of my biceps? The right is Kalashnikov, the left one is MiG! Am also impressing gals by showing off pec-tor-als Of man who once win fist-fight with large pig!"
Although the guard is cute, the Institute needs surety Before some crazy genius guy is loosed! So they're not saying yes 'til they assess security ... (If Doctor E. meets Tip, she'll get seduced!)
Now Konstantin sits all day, at desk in the lobby ... He's snacking on Gatorade and Newton of Fig! Protecting of Annex One! Not needing of any gun, Just man who once win fist-fight with large pig!
Thanks, Nate. Now I have the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles themesong stuck in my head. I officially hate the 90's.
As for Dr. Englebright, she maybe the first person whom Tip can't succumb to his wily charms. Althought she may already be in love with Charles Babbage.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to see about legally changing my last name to "Lovelace."
Umm, guys? A 'big pig' might be as much as 1600 pounds (over 700 kg). And that's in the REAL world. And pigs are DANGEROUS in real life. A wild boar of several hundred pounds is a threat to life and limb, even if you have a rifle and hunting dogs.
@Diane: Where are you getting that figure? For boars, Wikipedia informs me that Russian boars, which appear to be the largest wild boars, are only ~300 kg (~660 lbs.) at the high end, but maybe there's a Sus species that's larger? Even at "only" 660 lbs., I still wouldn't want to fight one!
Every year, the criminally insane go without the much needed support that would allow them to express their potential and be what they were meant to be. Instead, they are derided by society and cast aside because they are so misunderstood.
But with you help, they can be so much more!
Imagine their satisfied, triumphant cries of
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With your help, we can help these poor tortured and misunderstood souls to go forth and achieve their ultimate dream - to help them make their unique and personal statement that will allow the rest of civilization to point to and say
"WE GOTTA WASTE THE S*NUVAB*TCH NOW!!!" - uh, sorry - I meant "Fly, little ones! We love you and believe in you!"
Show that you care. Won't you give generously to the FRAternity for Killers, Kindred Spirits, and the Evilly Demented or FRAKKED?
People, listen to what I say ... Let's all greet out special guest today! Tip uncertain, but Unity says "Cool!" While repairing Moustachio, They will smile and be polite; although, When he or she the whole world rules, Then they'll show all those fools!
Because they're crazy insane! Twisted genius that we can't contain! Let's have a welcome from the Skin Horse staff! This twisted brain ... lets out an evil laugh! They're crazy insane!
So we're from the Institute Nice lair you've got We're the fools you want to show So come on and give us your best shot
You're thinking we look like squares And you know I guess you're right You see we specialise In the sane study of mad genius Sane study of mad genius
We'll see you at our place Someday, someday We'll have a chat about your zeta bomb We'll see you at our place Some day, some day We'll get those dreams out of your head But until then
There's Tesla waves rolling Backwards in time As far as the eye can see Mind controllers and C-beams
It's a tragedy A million wars that can never be Unless you come and work for us Unless you work, oh On the sane study of mad genius
(Tune: "The Parent Trap", title song, 1961 Disney movie)
If your robot's nuked Call the Institute They know the best minds of the age They'll send someone skilled But first you better build Whatcha gotta build? A Frothing Cage
If you lose your mind You needn't get behind At your job - your friends can arrange Help for the perplexed Just put one at your desk Put what at your desk? A Frothing Cage
If it's tough at work Since you went berserk And you lost your friends cause you shot 'em Think inside the box It's got Plexiglass locks And electrified grilles on the bottom
Madness needn't be A workplace tragedy You can literally wipe off the rage Keep your team alive For $99.95 Just $99.95 - The Frothing Cage!
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