Chapter Fourteen Page 7
Bonus: a look at the page in progress, still in need of colors, effects, and some lineart cleanup.
Classic ’80s work montage!
Cohen: That was, hands down, the best business meeting in Japan I’ve ever had. Congratulations!
Patrick: Did I help, sir?
Cohen: Are you kidding? Beings are like crack to these people.
Cohen (off-panel): Just say the thing you said, nice and clear, into the mic.
Patrick: [mysterious text]
Lopez: My research proposal basically involves cutting limbs off your Being and observing how he reacts!
Cohen: You’re hired.
Ann! Hi! Have you heard the news? I challenge you! . . . No, not right this second.
Patrick: Wake up, sir. You need to go to bed.
Cohen: Hngh. ‘M fine.
Patrick: You ordered me to make you go to bed if you did this.
Cohen: Well, cancel that order.
Patrick: You ordered me to ignore you if you said that.
Scientist: It’s amazing! He’s actually starting to neutralize the radioactive material!
Patrick: That’s good, right?
Scientist: Well . . . it would be better if you could do it at least two million times faster.
Patrick: You’re getting sued, sir?
Cohen: Yeah, but don’t worry, it’s just the FCC.
Patrick: Again?
D: Paaaaatriiiiiick! Nooooo…. TT_TT
No hand in the last panel. O.O They… they…
Okay, amputations affect on Beings has probably been asked in the F.A.Q. but I have to go do something for my mother and need to bring my revulsion back under control so no going to look right now.
Why wood the Federal Communications Commission sue him?
His business is a broadcasting company
It wouldn’t be for cursing on TV?
So if cutting him up like a Thanksgiving Turkey wasn’t enough to get Patrick to leave, God only knows what Cohen did to him. Poor Patrick.
Disco Stu Strikes Again!
That middle panel is… I don’t know how moral it is, but it is extremely relatable. It’s the kind of thing I wish my smartphone could do… but also don’t, because anything smart enough to check my mental state with certainty is smart enough to deserve certain rights as an autonomous intelligence.
Which, I suspect, means it’s right on target.