page 1307 – page lucky unlucky
Oh man, it’s been a while since I had to pull one of THESE tricks. This, right here, is NOT what the next page was supposed to be. I started penciling an entirely different page… only to go and start getting sick over the weekend. Even now, as I write this, my head is still floating around in a haze of clogged sinuses and too much cold medicine. Basically, at the groggy pace I was working, getting the planned page done by Tuesday just wasn’t happening. So the art for that page got set aside for next week and I started over on something else I could actually get done on time… and even this ended up being a bit of a close call. But yeah, we’re back to the old “Blip buys me time” school of filler pages. How nostalgic!
But hey, this comes after a week stuffed full of bonus content, so I guess it sort of balances out, right? Anyway, I’m hoping I should be all cleared up by the time a fresh TWC Voting Incentive is due on Friday.
EDIT: Sooo… not only did I totally forget what day of the week it was, but I actually had already gone to bed. And let me tell you, the new Voting Incentive we got is EXACTLY the kind of Voting Incentive you’re gonna get out of me when I come stumbling out of bed at 2am and start drawing the first thing that comes to mind.
“page lucky unlucky”? Was this page intended for last week, on Tuesday the 13th, the day of bad luck in Spanish-speaking countries?
Nah, it was for this page number “unlucky number – zero – lucky number” this week
Hmmmmm….this makes me wonder a very critically important question I’ve had for years – what is Blip, exactly? A Robot? A Cyborg? A biological automaton? I always assumed he was more towards the latter end of that scale, since adding table salt turned him into the finished product, it seems like more of at least a semi-organic creation than an electronic one. So I always assumed he could eat…probably almost anything. What’s a Cap’ns parrot if you can’t feed it crackers and such? Or maybe he can eat, he just means that can’t eat that blue sugar stuff.
I just assumed that, if Blip could eat, that’d mean you’d need to… clean up after him, and that’d be an undesirable feature on most store-bought products.
Blip is a chemical based artificial life-form style automaton that’s existence is maintained primarily through a chemical reaction activated through the application of sodium (potentially table salt, but more likely pure Sodium. And I checked the link Ed8 made to confirm before stating that).
Some unwanted biological features, such as the ability to learn past the average five-year-old’s mental capacity (with few exceptions) and the ability to digest food (excluding Sodium, the consumption of which only produces gaseous forms of excrement) have been removed for the sake of sales.
Now Blip itself is actually surprisingly old for an Pal-in-a-Box, actually having it’s existence maintained for about as long as Trigger has been alive, so about 10~14 years. This is why Blip can speak complicated words and will occasionally say things that could be comparable to questioning it’s existence and the possibility of it having free will, while also denying both of those things. This is basically Blip having reached the furthest parameters of it’s biological programming, and revealing them to the existence around itself, and nothing more.
Blip does slowly grow, but even with a steady stream of Sodium at appropriate intervals, the universe will reach heat death before Blip even reached the size of Avatar.
All pets of the future, not just the artificial ones, have been redesigned to shunt all of those unpleasant food byproducts into an alternate parallel quasi dimension so people no longer have to follow them around with little plastic bags. This has made everyone very happy, with the exception of the beings who are native to the alternate parallel quasi dimension. Fortunately for us, they’re not even sure where all this stuff keeps appearing from, they have no way of communicating their displeasure to our dimension, and nobody here knows they even exist, so they just have to put up with it.
Did the little darling mean to say “ice cream patterNs”, perhaps?
Why yes! Yes he did! I’m-a go fix that.
Re: the current incentive- I assume the hamburger earworms are a marketing campaign gone horribly wrong. And also that they sing fast food jingles incessantly.
It’s only considered to have gone wrong by marketing if the psychohypnotic jingles sung by the haburgerearworms fail to induce additional compulsive fast food purchases. (Though in the case of Stilez, it’s likely to instead induce her to smash up a bunch of fast food joints and devour the entire menu, so I guess that part would be considered horribly wrong after all.)