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[+] ... (The shovel-nosed digbot slowly plows the hole; the drill-nosed digbot gets stuck, wiggling its back legs; and the rotating-spoon digbot makes slow progress) ...[-] (Torg meets with a floating cloaked figure at the site of his small hole above the location of the metal rectangle)
Torg: I'm glad you agreed to meet with me.
Brain Digbot (obscured by the cloak): You are my ENEMY!
--
Torg (holding up a piece of a uniform with the Hereti-Corp logo): No, they... /*they,/ are your enemy.*
--
Brain Digbot: ALL HUMANS are our ENEMY!
Torg: No, all humans totally aren't. Just the ones working for Hereti-Corp!
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Brain Digbot (lifting his cloak): You make a compelling case. OK, agreed! Then we want VENGEANCE against them!
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Torg: Do so by doing what you do best! Dig! Find for me what lies beneath the great metal door! And vengeance shall be /*all of ours to share!*/
Brain Digbot: /*Come my digbots!* Our new home is *here! Dig! Dig! Diggggg!*/
--
(Three digbots dive into the snow)
Shovel-nosed Digbot: <Shovel> !
Drill-nosed Digbot: <Shovel> !!
Rotating-spoon Digbot: <Shovel> !!!
--
(The shovel-nosed digbot slowly plows the hole; the drill-nosed digbot gets stuck, wiggling its back legs; and the rotating-spoon digbot makes slow progress)
SFX: **Shove** **PLOP**
Drill-nosed Digbot: <First aid cross> !
--
Brain Digbot: We'll... um... make more.
Torg: Try to keep it underground. Just in case the enemy goes for a better view. | Flag |
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[+] ... Torg: I know you didn't want me to derail my flashback to explain what goes into 'inflatable digbot burlesque'. Let alone what would be considered 'a midget' in digbot society. ...[-] Torg: OK, so where was I?
Sasha: You wanted a better view of the area where you believe Dr. Steve's lab and compound stood, so you went to Riff's underground lab "looking for something." You arrived to find that the "inflatable digbots" (left behind to fix up the lab) had built a mall-like digbot city which you had just begun to experience.
--
Torg: You realize the very fact that we /*need*/ a recap mid-flashback is really costing me flashpack [sic: should be "flashback"] points.
Sasha: But on the bright side my recap score is on the rise!
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Torg: And you realize there's no /actual/ points.
Sasha: And that I have more than you, but it doesn't bother me.
--
Torg: OK... You know about the dinner and movie Kiki and I took in while at the digbot mall. That was only part of the evening but to save time we'll jump to the next "important part"
--
Torg: So there we were, having just left the "inflatable quantum physics midget burlesque show," when we heard a commotion.
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Torg: Sasha? Are you OK?
(The expression on Sasha's face indicates a brain glitch)
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Torg: I know you didn't want me to derail my flashback to explain what goes into 'inflatable digbot burlesque'. Let alone what would be considered 'a midget' in digbot society.
--
Torg: And then figuring out how quantum physics works into the show...
Sasha (exasperated): *Move along the flashback! You heard a commotion!*
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Torg: The commotion we heard was a mixture of human shouts, digbot screams, gunfire, and popping. Blood-curdling popping.
--
Torg (narrating): Hereti-Corp agents were attacking the digbot city. We were followed after all. | Flag |
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[+] ... (Many digbots stop to angrily look at Torg; one digbot picts a coin bouncing followed by a question mark; a second digbot picts a coin bouncing followed by an exclamation mark) ...[-] Caption: Techno music via inflatable jukebot <musical notes>
--
(Torg and Zoë are sitting on the floor of the digbot bar with digbots all around; music is playing)
Torg: This is the first time I ever *asked* the bartender to water down drinks!
Zoë: And I really hope it's the last! /*Blech!*/
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Torg: Ready to try the tunnel out?
Zoë: I'm not sure, Torg.
Torg: We can't stay here forever! I don't have any money to pay our bar tab!
--
(The jukebot stops playing music)
Jukebot: <**ZUR-SKRITTTCHHTCHHHHHHHHHHHH!**>
--
(Many digbots stop to angrily look at Torg; one digbot picts a coin bouncing followed by a question mark; a second digbot picts a coin bouncing followed by an exclamation mark)
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Zoë: /*They heard you!*/
Torg: I don't even see /*ears*/ on 'em!
--
(The word "BOUNCER" appears on a set of doors in the background)
--
(The set of doors slide open to either side...)
--
(...revealing the bouncer digbot, a very large robot with a single red glowing eye and glowing chest)
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(Zoë and Torg grasp each other with panicked looks on their faces)
--
(On the surface, doors covered in grass are opening from the ground revealing the bouncer bigdot holding Torg and Zoë, one in each arm)
Door: <**Hmmmmmmm**>
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(The bouncer digbot throws Torg and Zoë)
Bouncer digbot: <*DOUBLE *THROW**>
--
(Torg and Zoë are sitting on the ground looking shaken; the freight elevator descends in the background, doors slowly closing)
Door: <**Hmmmmmmm**>
--
(Zoë raises both hands in the air, index fingers pointed upwards)
Zoë: That... was... /*AWESOME!!!*/ | Flag |
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[+] (Frog, in his Darth Vaderish frech, interrogates an uncooperative digbot) ...[-] (Frog, in his Darth Vaderish frech, interrogates an uncooperative digbot)
Frog: TELL ME EVERYTHING ABOUT THE HUMAN KNOWN AS TORG!
Digbot: <Screw> U
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(Frog squeezes the digbot in his robotic hand)
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SFX: ***POP!***
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(Frog opens the helmet of his "FR-ECH")
SFX: **Shuff**
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Frog: That was disturbing but oddly fulfilling! I pretended it was Corsica! /*Bring me another!*/
hC Agent: Yes sir!
Brain Digbot: I'll talk! I'll talk! | Flag |
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[+] Brain Digbot (off panel; over the mall intercom): /*Attention fleshy organics!*/ The penalty for gun violence within Digbot City is the *pop penalty.* Marshal-bots have been ordered to your location. *You will be popped.* ...[-] Brain Digbot (off panel; over the mall intercom): /*Attention fleshy organics!*/ The penalty for gun violence within Digbot City is the *pop penalty.* Marshal-bots have been ordered to your location. *You will be popped.*
Kiki: Oh /*no!*/
Torg: Don't worry, Kiki. Even if they mix us up with the bad guys, we're not inflatable. They can't "pop" us.
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Brain Digbot (off panel; over the mall intercom): And if you think we can't pop fleshy organics you should know we have a very large microwave. /"Pop goes the huuuumannn."/
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Torg (about to back up into a marshal-bot): On that note. Since this whole thing is kinda is [sic: should be "is kinda" (no second 'is')] our fault, maybe we should try to avoid the marshal-bots, whatever they are. | Flag |
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[+] ... (Torg runs through the city with the priests head covering over his head and a design or a digbot part on his shirt, carrying the XT-34; Kiki, on his shoulder, has a smaller digbot head on her head; digbots are running for their lives in circles as commanded) ...[-] Sasha (working on a contraption that includes a heavy shoe on a pendulum): I hope you don't mind, I started tinkering with one of my projects while you cleaned yourself up.
Torg: No problem. Where were we?
--
</Resume flashback>
Lesser priests: <Halo over Praying Hands> <Human> !
High priest: <Halo over Praying Hands> <Spaceship> !
Lesser priests: <Angry face>
High priest: <Angry face>
All bots: <crossed daggers>
--
Torg: I think I started a holy war!
Kiki: /*Stay good Torg!*/
Torg: Don't worry, these things rarely last.
--
(Digbots pop and a digbot priest's head falls beside them)
SFX: CLUNK! **POP**
Torg (off panel): Our real problem is getting past all the digbots and Hereti-Corp goons who aren't warring and are between us and the exit!
--
(Torg and Kiki think)
--
(Torg runs through the city with the priests head covering over his head and a design or a digbot part on his shirt, carrying the XT-34; Kiki, on his shoulder, has a smaller digbot head on her head; digbots are running for their lives in circles as commanded)
Drill-Nosed Digbot: <Three arrows pointing at each other in a circle with sweat drops!>
Shovel-Nosed Digbot: <Three arrows pointing at each other in a circle with sweat drops!>
Torg: /"Three arrows pointing at each other in a circle with sweat drops!"/
Kiki: I'm not sure this counts as staying good, Torg!
Torg: /"Finger to lips making shushing sound!"/
Rotating-Spoons Digbot: <Three arrows pointing at each other in a circle with sweat drops!>
Sign: EAST <right arrow> | <Spaceship> | Digbot Temple
</Pause flashback>
--
(Sasha's boot contraption has kicked Torg so that his head is lodged in the ceiling)
Sasha: *YOU WORE THE SKIN OF DEAD DIGBOTS AS DISGUISES?* | Flag |
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[+] Torg: As soon as I saw the symbol for the digbot temple, I recognized the stylized silhouette. The digbots had found what I was looking for. A giant inflatable structure from the stars. ...[-] Torg: As soon as I saw the symbol for the digbot temple, I recognized the stylized silhouette. The digbots had found what I was looking for. A giant inflatable structure from the stars.
(Sasha is taking a drink from a glass)
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<Resume flashback>
(At the entrance to the "temple" Torg is flanked by digbot priests; the XT-34 spaceship is on a large dais)
Torg (narrating): Of course they'd worship my **SPACESHIP FROM /ANOTHER DIMENSION!!!!/**
Torg: whoah!
Digbot High Priest: <Halo> <praying hands> <spaceship>
</Pause flashback>
--
Sasha: You have an actual trans-dimensional spaceship?
(Torg is soaking wet, and is not amused)
--
Torg: Sasha! You just did a spit-take!
Sasha: I've /never/ done such a thing. Your ownership of a spaceship is interesting, but not /*that*/ interesting.
--
Torg: Then what's with the cola all over my face?
Sasha: I sneezed. Tell me more about this spaceship.
===
Note: Handy Refz: _XT-34 in digbot territory_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20081124> | XT-33 (_deflated_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20070612>/_inflated_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20070613>) | Rammer's _Bag of Parting Gifts_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20070809>. Torg will also recap this a bit in tomorrow's comic. Or be there and relive _Chapter 52_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20070205>! | Flag |
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[+] ... (Torg and Kiki are standing near the exit of a huge Digbot mall with digbots everywhere; signs say "COMING SOON: CHANGE TESLA" "CINNABOT" "DIPPIN' BOTZ" "BLING" "Burger Meister" an incomplete "RUSTY BALLOON" and "OUR LEADER" with a sculpture of the brain digbot; there is also a hardware store) ...[-] (Torg and Sasha are sitting together on a bed; a teddy bear behind them; Sasha is wearing a short black T-shirt with iiiii across the front)
Sasha: I'm all clean, dressed and bandaged, and so are you. Now if you're done being strangely uncomfortable with both our bodies, could you finish telling me what happened to you and Kiki last week?
--
(Sasha is looking at Torg expectantly; Torg is staring at Sasha's iiiii's)
--
(Torg is still staring at Sasha's iiiii's; Sasha is mildly irritated; Sasha points to her eyes)
Sasha: Torg, my eyes are up here.
--
Torg (looking away; embarrassed): err... right! So, where was I?
Sasha: You wanted to get a better view of the place where Dr. Steve's compound was, so you went to Riff's secret underground lab.
--
<//Flashbacks>
(Dr. Shlock in his spider hole behind his "Inflatable Fake Wall™"; Torg and Riff walking through the Digbot tunnels away from a sign saying "EXIT" and toward a sign saying "LVL 3"; music coming from a bar with the signs "RUSTY BALLOON" "LADIES NIGHT NO COVER FOR FEMALES")
Torg (narrating): It actually started as a basement lair for Dr. Schlock. He had these inflatable "digbots" with orders to replicate themselves, expand the lab, and improve and maintain systems. There were only about a hundred of the critters working when Riff took over. They even had their own bar.
<//End flashbacks>
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</Resume (other) flashback>
(Torg is all in black with Kiki on his shoulder; behind him is a ladder going up and an [EXIT] sign)
Torg (narrating): That was a while ago. They had been left to themselves for a long time. My guess is that they had been busy.
--
(Torg and Kiki are standing near the exit of a huge Digbot mall with digbots everywhere; signs say "COMING SOON: CHANGE TESLA" "CINNABOT" "DIPPIN' BOTZ" "BLING" "Burger Meister" an incomplete "RUSTY BALLOON" and "OUR LEADER" with a sculpture of the brain digbot; there is also a hardware store)
</Pause flashback>
===
Note: Ref: _Everything Digbot_ <http://sluggy.info/search/?s=digbot>. | Flag |
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[+] ... Digbot: <smiley face>! <burger>? ...[-] </Resume flashback>
(Torg is standing at the counter of a Burger Miester with Kiki on his shoulder)
Digbot: <smiley face>! <burger>?
Girl (behind counter): Wow! A /human!/ I got this one, Phil!
--
(A sign behind Torg says "Free talking 'Stabatard' toy w/kiddie meal!")
Torg: Burger Miester has a franchise down /*here?*/
Girl: We like to target up and coming underdeveloped regions. We get a foothold while the real estate is cheap, and wait for inevitable expansion.
Torg: So you sell a lot of burgers?
Girl: None. The digbots don't eat human food.
Torg: How do you stay afloat if you don't sell anything?
Girl: Oh we sell /*tons!*/ Kiddie meals mostly! They eat the toys.
--
(A scene of the Burger Miester dining tables with digbots and a Stabatard toy on one table)
Stabatard Toy: We stab you, for you are not one with nature!
Drillbot: <...says the "Bisphenol A"-spewing plastic toy.*>
Digbot #2: <irony is delicious!*>
Digbot #3: <Hey! the fries are kinda plasticy too!*>
Footnote: *translated from digbot pictotalk.
</Pause flashback> | Flag |
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[+] ... Torg (freaking out): DISGUISED, KIKI AND I ESCAPED DIGBOT CITY, NARROWLY AVOIDING HERETI-CORP BULLETS AND WARRING DIGBOT FACTIONS! WE INFLATED THE SPACESHIP, FLEW OVER AND SCANNED THE AREA IN THE WOODS WHERE DR. STEVE'S LAB WAS SUPPOSED TO BE, AND BROUGHT THE DATA DISK THE SCANNER EJECTED TO YOU FOR ANALYSIS! ...[-] (Torg's head is bandaged, and Sasha is grooming a porcupine)
Torg: Wow! You've got the ceiling fixed up really quick! What the heck is that?
--
Sasha: This is my pet porcupine, Kweepie.
Torg: /"Kweepie?"/
Sasha: Kweepie.
Kweepie: kweep
--
Sasha: He's skittish, but needs daily grooming and sharpening. Anywho, you were saying...?
Torg: /Um.../
Kweepie: <Heart>
--
Torg (freaking out): DISGUISED, KIKI AND I ESCAPED DIGBOT CITY, NARROWLY AVOIDING HERETI-CORP BULLETS AND WARRING DIGBOT FACTIONS! WE INFLATED THE SPACESHIP, FLEW OVER AND SCANNED THE AREA IN THE WOODS WHERE DR. STEVE'S LAB WAS SUPPOSED TO BE, AND BROUGHT THE DATA DISK THE SCANNER EJECTED TO YOU FOR ANALYSIS!
--
(Torg ducks behind the table; Sasha has paused in mid-brush)
--
(Torg continues to duck)
Sasha: Well that was an anticlimactic finish to your story!
Torg: WITH GOOD FREAKING REASON!
Kweepie: kweep
===
Note: A Homage to _Kweepie_ <http://www.brunothebandit.com/d/20000119.html>. | Flag |
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[+] ... Torg: Kiki, the Brain Digbot was right about how flammable this city is! I smell the burning plastics from /here!/ We have to /stay East!/ ...[-] </Resume flashback>
Torg: This is the East-most corridor! Have to move fast!
SFX: *SLAM!*
--
Torg: Oh no!
Kiki: Oh /*yes!*/
--
Torg: Kiki, the Brain Digbot was right about how flammable this city is! I smell the burning plastics from /here!/ We have to /stay East!/
Kiki: But it's *free!* /Can't we peek?/
Torg: *Kiki, I'm in charge here because I make the tough decisions. Believe me you won't hate me half as much as I hate myself.*
--
Sign one: <Left arrow> WEST | <Picture of balloons and a balloon animal> | Free Petting ZOO
Sign two: EAST <Right arrow> | <Picture of an inflatable spaceship> | Digbot Temple
Kiki (as Torg turns right, heading east): /*NOOOOOOO!*/
</Pause flashback> | Flag |
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[+] (A view of the new hC Research and Development lab (presumably being built over Dr. Steve Hereti's secret base; a digbot hides behind a tree, looking on) ...[-] (A view of the new hC Research and Development lab (presumably being built over Dr. Steve Hereti's secret base; a digbot hides behind a tree, looking on)
--
(A view of the inside of the new hC Research and Devevelop lab ("R&D HUB", "CAFETERIA", "LOUNGE", "R&D SECURITY"))
--
(A view inside R&D Security ("REDUNDANT BACKUP SERVERS"))
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(A view of the transparent door to and security pad to the "REDUNDANCY BACKUP SERVERS"))
--
(Inside the "REDUNDANCY BACKUP SERVERS" room...; sits an "EMP BOMB", with a Crushestro logo on it)
<**blink**> <**blink**> <**blink**>
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Dr. Shankraft (looking at his hC Grapebook): This is sabotage.
Frog (happily): Really, Dr. Shankraft? At the latest field test of the robotic exo-armor *One-point-three,* the pilot came out of the cockpit with /tentacle arms!/ So are you suggesting that it's some kind of /'Nofun Legacy Group' mutagen/ planted inside our test-unit?
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Frog (angrily): Because I thought it might be our shoddy workmanship and cheap materials that went into the REA-1.3 that *caused a man's arms to transform into tentacles!*
(Dr. Shankraft's Grapebook shows the hC pilot with tentacle arms)
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Dr. Shankraft: I enjoy your sarcasm, Frog.
--
Frog: Touché.
--
Dr. Shankraft: This isn't the first time we've been victims of espionage and sabotage. Kusari just isn't getting her work done, and the boss is getting pissed. We need to...
Sam (looking at a "Map to Evil"): *Hey guys!* Sam here! /'The Sam,'/ Maybe you've heard of me? I'm looking for the top secret evil executive boardroom!
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Dr. Shankraft: Take that tube to the executive hub. Tilt the vase on your left to access the secret elevator, that'll take you right to it.
Sam: Thanks!
--
Daiyu: What are you saying, Dr. Shankraft?
Dr. Shankraft (leaning in): I'm saying we need to be more careful about who we let in here. And we should stick close in dangerous times!
Frog (off panel): Oh barf.
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NOTE: Ref: _Sam at Hereti-Corp_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20110829>. | Flag |
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[+] ... Bun-Bun: Because some lousy inflatable digbot has a *space heater in my face!* ...[-] (Kiki looks frightened, and there is a slight reflection of a red glow on her face)
Kiki: Bun-Bun! You're scaring me! Why are you so angry?
--
(Bun-Bun is glowing bright red and is quite angry)
Bun-Bun: Because some lousy inflatable digbot has a *space heater in my face!*
--
(A drillbot is holding a space heater up to Bun-Bun)
Bun-Bun: I /*know*/ I said I was cold, but /*back off!*/ With the heat and wattage you're supposed to keep at least a couple of feet back from these things!
--
Bun-Bun: In fact I'm not sure how you're holding it without...
<**POP**>
--
Bun-Bun: OK /that/ cheered me up. Well, Kiki, I guess we have heat now.
--
(The lights go out, and Bun-Bun and Kiki are left in shadowy, dark red light)
Bun-Bun: /*Annnnd*/ now we've lost both heat *and* power.
Kiki: Don't kill millions, Bun-Bun!
Bun-Bun: I'll think about it. | Flag |
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[+] Header: April 2010 -- Dr. Schlock's Private Office | Following Torg's escape from the Digbot City below Kesandru House, ...[-] Header: April 2010 -- Dr. Schlock's Private Office | Following Torg's escape from the Digbot City below Kesandru House,
and after Frog's interrogation of the surviving dig-bots.
===
Schlock (to the video-phone): A spaceship? You say Torg went to the digbot temple to claim an /inflatable/ spaceship? One that the digbots did /*not*/ build?
Frog (over the video-phone in his Darth Vader-ish FR-ech): That's all I could squeeze out of them, sir!
--
Frog (over the video-phone): And did I ever /squeeee..../
Gennaro (to the video-phone): Frog, are you wearing a *cape?*
Frog (over the video-phone): So what if I am?
--
Gennaro (to the video-phone): Bipedal movement is difficult enough for a mech! That cape jeopardizes stability substantially!
Frog (having opened his helmet; over the video-phone): Stuff it, Gennaro. You trick out your ride your way. I'm gonna upgrade to kung-fu-grip and a bigger belt buckle!
--
Gennaro (turning off the video link): You don't even /*need*/ a belt!
Schlock: Take it outside, gentlemen. This meeting is over.
<*click*> <*blip*>
--
(A door or monitor screen starts to open, letting in light)
Gennaro: You still want us to follow every lead on Torg, right?
SFX: WRrrr...
Schlock (waving him off): Yes-yes. Dismissed.
--
Gennaro (looking towards the light source; horrified): Dear lord, /*what the hell is that?!?*/
Schlock: I said /*"Dismissed"*/ Genarro [sic: should be "Gennaro"]
Gennaro: /*YES SIR! SORRY SIR!*/
--
(Gennaro enters Strom's office; Strom is sitting with his feet on the desk and his hat over his eyes; the walls have pictures tacked up, including Erin (aka Monica), the Cult of Chilus symbol, and a couple of insects)
Gennaro: /*Strom!*/ How goes the cult investigation?
Reynold Strom (aka Warren Nash; aka Nash Straw): Bearing fruit, Genarro [sic: should be "Gennaro"]. Not ready to show my cards just yet. To what do I owe the pleasure?
Gennaro: You pay me for my perspective on the pulse of the company from the top down. In my opinion, it's going south. The bossman is losing it.
Strom: How so?
--
Gennaro: He's been keeping secrets forever. He has this 'triangle plan'... keeping the details to himself. But we know this!
--
(Images form the triangle: Oasis sedated in Hereti-Corp custody; schematics of the REA-1 robot; and Torg (with a "surveyor symbol" (ahem) next to him, labeled "Human Torget!"))
Gennaro: He wanted Oasis, we got her upstairs in medical.
Gennaro: He wanted military contracts. We got those too.
Gennaro: The last thing was his obsession over finding Torg.
--
Strom (getting up): Well this triangle and Oasis is news to me, but I know about Torg. He had me flipping garage can lids and checking milk cartons for months on that guy!
Gennaro: And now he suddenly doesn't care. Because of a new project. And I saw part of that project flashed on the view screen. My jaw dropped.
--
Strom: What was it?
Gennaro: You wouldn't believe me.
Strom: But it's my tab. So you're tellin' me anyway.
Gennaro: He was starring [sic: should be "staring"] at a picture of an enormous ferret butt.
--
(Strom and Gennaro stare at each other in silence)
--
Gennaro: So that's the bossman's new obsession.
Strom (taking his hat off): Yep, things are goin' south.
Gennaro: This is *not* what the internet's for!
===
NOTE: OK, technically today's comic is made up of the exact comics from _March 10th_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20100310> and _March 18th_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20100318>, 2010. All the information in these comics are pertinent to the story and instead of finding a way to retell the same information it was just better on all counts to rerun them in this story. | Flag |
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[+] ... (Drillbot accidentally pops Digbot) ...[-] Dr. Schlock: I only popped in here to check on a security flag that got triggered.
(Schlock's standing in a nook with two inflatable dig-bots on the wall in front of him and an "Inflatable Fake-Wall™" behind him)
--
Schlock: Daedalus is moving funds around. ...and bringing a lot in No other details. I'm lucky to have /this/ level of surveillance!
--
Schlock: Before Hereti-Corp went under, I was lucky to get away from Daedalus with my life. It's been years but it looks like he's about to make a move.
--
Schlock: That's all I need to know to set my personal color coded alert level from chicken-yellow to potty-brown.
--
<POP>
(Drillbot accidentally pops Digbot)
Drillbot: oops
Shlock: That and the fact that I think I just locked myself in. | Flag |
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[+] ... Torg: Heteri-Corp followed me and Kiki into Digbot City! They've been looking for me, trying to track me, the /whole time!/ They must have been the ones who jammed my call, trying to warn Riff of Oasis' pyrokinetics! They were responsible for killing... They were responsible for all of this. They will not get away with it. ...[-] Sasha: Hereti-corp? Are you sure? You were right; we /*are*/ going to need Bun-bun.
Torg: Bun-bun or not, we're going in.
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Torg: Heteri-Corp followed me and Kiki into Digbot City! They've been looking for me, trying to track me, the /whole time!/ They must have been the ones who jammed my call, trying to warn Riff of Oasis' pyrokinetics! They were responsible for killing... They were responsible for all of this. They will not get away with it.
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Sasha: I hope you have a good plan. | Flag |
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[+] ... Male hC Agent #2: Torg? The guy who just framed the digbot for gun-possession? ...[-] </Resume flashback>
(A herd of marshal-bots are headed directly from the group of three Hereti-Corp agents, who have guns in hand)
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(The Hereti-Corp agents open fire)
<BLAM!> <RAT-TAT-TAT-> <BUDDA BUDDA>
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(The bullets bounce off the marshal-bots)
<P-TING!> <P-TANG!> <P-Tooie!!!>
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hC Agent #1: Captain Wookiesmoocher! The charging marshal-bots who want to microwave us are bullet proof!
hC Agent #2: Did you just call me "Wookiesmoocher?"
Female hC Agent: Sexy Torg is too far away to hear us so he's making up our dialogue for his flashback!
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Male hC Agent #2: Torg? The guy who just framed the digbot for gun-possession?
Female Hereti-Corp Agent: There was little he could do about that! And Kiki's safety was a concern, not just his own tail!
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Giuseppe: I think he should stop putting dialogue in our mouths and deal with his guilt issues like a man.
Male hC Agent #1: *Giuseppe!* You finally woke up!
Giuseppe: Yes, and I brought my flamethrower!
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(Giuseppe blasts a marshal-bot with the flamethrower)
<***FOOOOSH!***> <***KA-BLOOIE!***>
</Pause flashback> | Flag |
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[+] ... (On Weapon Tech Elton's desk sits what is obvious meant to look like an apple - except that it has legs; is it a DigBot or is it a Fate Spider attempting to disguise itself as an apple?) ...[-] </Begin Flashback>
Weapons Tech Elton: The heavy DFA lacks the ingenious targeting aspect of the standard DFA's unique energy signature.
Blackboard: Welcome New R.E.A. Pilots & Guides! | <arrow from R.E.A.> Robotic Exoskeleten Armor | <arrow to the speaker> Weapons Tech Elton | Dimensional Flux Agitator [D.F.A.]© | <arrow to the butt end of the weapon> My End | <arrow to the front end of the weapon> Zappy End | Energy Type: "Unobtazium"
(On Weapon Tech Elton's desk sits what is obvious meant to look like an apple - except that it has legs; is it a DigBot or is it a Fate Spider attempting to disguise itself as an apple?)
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REA Pilot and Guide Trainees (especially Chip and Mark): Huh?
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Weapons Tech Elton: It's like a scalpel and surgeon all in one. The DFA is 'smart enough' to carve out the entire target, but not if you miss!
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REA Pilot and Guide Trainees (especially Chip and Mark): Huh?
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Weapons Tech Elton: If you shoot a man's shoe, the energy will work around an entire target and then the shoe, the man, and everything in his pockets will be fluxed into a random dimension. But if you shoot the ground just a hair under the shoe, it will not flux the man at all. And trying to find where "the floor ends" is a trickier process for the DFA
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REA Pilot and Guide Trainees (especially Chip and Mark): Huh?
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Weapons Tech Elton: *You don't need a head-shot but don't miss!*
</End Flashback>
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Chip: I thought we were dead! I thought she found out about you hiding Crushestro!
Mark: I didn't hide him! And "I don't know what you're talking about Chip!"
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Chip: You blasted the ground deep *under him* and then *over him!* He wasn't fluxed! He got buried, and only I was able to notice it with your system-glitches!
Mark (grabbing Chip by the collar): Well then we're fine as long as he stays buried dude! As in rest in peace? *And /"We don't know what we're talking about Chip!"*
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Interpanel banner: FLASHBACK: TIME SINCE CHINESE MILITARY SATELLITE COVERAGE: +00:04:32
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(A heavy rain falls in a deep hole caused by the DFAs)
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(A shiny hand punches out from beneath the rubble at the bottom of the hole)
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[+] (Alternate version of the digbot club's bouncer reaching to pick up Zoë and Torg; Torg is wearing a "WWRD?" shirt) ...[-] (Alternate version of the digbot club's bouncer reaching to pick up Zoë and Torg; Torg is wearing a "WWRD?" shirt)
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Note: Today's art was created many moons ago by the great _Gene Ha,_ <http://www.geneha.com/> straight out of the strip from _November 17th, 2008_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20081117> (save for the "What Would Riff Do T-shirt), and used in the Emerald City Comic-Con 09 Charity Artbook (page 44). Gene sent me the original art which is framed proudly in my office. Thanks Gene! | Flag |
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[+] (Sam is walking away from the compound into the woods; a digbot watches from behind a tree...) ...[-] (Sam is walking away from the compound into the woods; a digbot watches from behind a tree...)
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Sam (turning into vampire form): **YES!**
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Sam (flying away): Mission Samcomplished.
Yuri (flying away in a small hovercraft with Suzette/Corsica #44; just missing (and not seeing) Sam): Well done, Suzette! This company will not be knowink what is hittink it!
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Yuri: Now you are back to givink me silent treatment, Suzette?
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Yuri: Do I need to put on a French Maid outfit and be callink you 'Corsica' to...
Suzette/Corsica #44: **GROIN KICK!**
Yuri: ...**gasp* My acorns!*
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Yuri: /*Ouch!*/ They are feelink like little Sputniks during re-entry! Hope you remembered to leave dead frog to avoid suspicions.
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Frog (hopping by and failing to notice the hC agent and dead frog): Corsica? Where are you? I'm sorry if that was awkward for you!
hC Guard (into comm unit): Security? I've got another dead frog here.
Security (over the comm unit): Initiate "Operation Corsica #45"
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NOTE: Ref: "#45?" I thought we were up to "_#38!_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/20110210>"
Ref: _Suzette_ <http://www.sluggy.com/comics/archives/daily/030210>. | Flag |
