Who's Pinocchio? [one hand waves the question away] My dear blue alien - aren't aliens supposed to be small and green? - don't tell me you're jealous of my stylish mask. No matter how sweetly you ask, I won't give it to you. [three-second pause] ...it won't come off!
If I'm right with my assumptions this is in fact the doing of the person called 'Author'.
Even though it is rather hard to admitt, considering the uncomfortable circumstances, I have to agree. She seems to really be a genius. This is brilliant magic.
I'd rather not see you be a part of the dining room wall. That sounds extremely uncomfortable. [Still smiling though]
Likewise, I have to say, that I found nothing. And what concerns me most is that I didn't foresee any of this. She seems to have found a part to block my fortune-telling abilities partly...[And now you can see that this is seriously worrying him. His facial expression indicates that he's pretty lost for a moment]
Tell me about it. I was turned into an infant for a split second and the moment I stepped out, I was fine.
[Now back to the thought at hand.]
Right! What I'm building, or attempting to build is a phase reducer. If I can track the source of these anomalies, I could fire the beam into the conduit and hopefully slow things down enough to where normal doors won't lead to someplace like Atlantis or the Moon.
No but the thought has crossed my mind. Considering the unpredictable nature the Auth-or seems to possess, it's little wonder that no one has gotten sucked into a black hole yet.
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[He turns the blackberry, the bells on his arms jingling, until he's upside-down]
Cheer up! It could be worse. Don't look so blue.
[He breaks into crazy giggles]
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Oh, that's rich coming from Pinocchio. Got caught telling too many lies have we?
Funny that you mention tall dark and gruesome. Thankfully I hadn't come face to face with Conehead.
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[Malone cackles madly, far too amused]
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Sounds like a personal problem to me.
[His hands wave around in a circle.]
I'll have you know that I'm better than those little green men. I'm me! Megamind! Defender of Metrocity.
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It's called communication. It's not my fault no one talks. Sheesh.
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Even though it is rather hard to admitt, considering the uncomfortable circumstances, I have to agree. She seems to really be a genius.
This is brilliant magic.
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Likewise, I have to say, that I found nothing. And what concerns me most is that I didn't foresee any of this. She seems to have found a part to block my fortune-telling abilities partly...[And now you can see that this is seriously worrying him. His facial expression indicates that he's pretty lost for a moment]
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Hmm, that's most troubling. How does your power work?
[At the very least, he wants to see if his power has been completely stripped.]
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And I saw that doorway. "Turning back the clock" has never been so literal...
[Eyebrow raise here]
What are you building?
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[Now back to the thought at hand.]
Right! What I'm building, or attempting to build is a phase reducer. If I can track the source of these anomalies, I could fire the beam into the conduit and hopefully slow things down enough to where normal doors won't lead to someplace like Atlantis or the Moon.
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Can the doors actually lead to these places?
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[Ironicially, later the Doctor talks about one.]
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