Putty and Chicken Cannons...
He was not going to like this.
It was Friday afternoon, and in an hour the Revenant Omnicar would be picking him up for weekend training. He stared at the door to the lab, where he was pretty sure Angie and Prospero where holed up. Last night after coming back from the bar he had had an idea, if it worked he'd have something really useful for crimefighting. His own schtick so to speak.
He knocked on the door, before peering inside warily. "Hey... Angie? Prospero? you guys busy?"
"What up, T-bone? Here, hold dis steady, wouldja?"
"Uh.." He stared at the large barrel and the piping leading to it. Part of him wanted to ask, but it was quickly silenced by common sense. "Sure... ...Listen, I have this idea... you know that silly putty experiment?"
"Yeah, man, that was da bomb!" she replied, flipping down her face mask and welding something uncomfortably close to his fingers. "We gots to do that again sometime. We rig up da 'splosives right, betcha we could blow it into a giant copy've ol' Cranny's head, knowmsayin?"
"Uh, yeh... I was thinking about an alternate use for it, actually... I mean, it's SUPER strong right?"
"Shoot, yeah. Yo, P-man! Spanner! That stuff's indestructible, dude. Turn that bit a quarter-twist to the right, 'kay?"
"It shouldn't be that hard to recreate either... your cafeteria is a boundless source of materials"
"Yeh, I know... that's what got me thinking...what if we could make it programmable..like to restrain people, or move a certain way?"
She paused looking at him. "Programmable like what dose two Sauron wannabes done?"
"Yeh, except not lethal. Maybe just smother until unconcious, nothing more."
"But wit da tough stuff? Shouldn' be a problem."
"The chemicals we used ought not to be destructive. But the motile factor must be increased to compensate for our compound's greater stiffness"
"Oh, yeah, we'd hafta use more nanobots, no question. Dat ain't nothin', though. We can prob'ly make 'em make themselves."
"Uh... Can you make them stop after they start replicating?" Images of hundred of little putty fiends danced in his head.
"In this case I must side with Tyler." "Party Pooper." "Very well, but if you wish to create uncontrollable self-replicating nanobots, you must clean up after them."
"...just what is this thing you're building?"
"It's gon' be an adjustable cannon fer firin' any kind of ammo, 'cludin' irregular stuff." "Preliminary tests with frozen poultry products have yielded promising results."
It was Friday afternoon, and in an hour the Revenant Omnicar would be picking him up for weekend training. He stared at the door to the lab, where he was pretty sure Angie and Prospero where holed up. Last night after coming back from the bar he had had an idea, if it worked he'd have something really useful for crimefighting. His own schtick so to speak.
He knocked on the door, before peering inside warily. "Hey... Angie? Prospero? you guys busy?"
"What up, T-bone? Here, hold dis steady, wouldja?"
"Uh.." He stared at the large barrel and the piping leading to it. Part of him wanted to ask, but it was quickly silenced by common sense. "Sure... ...Listen, I have this idea... you know that silly putty experiment?"
"Yeah, man, that was da bomb!" she replied, flipping down her face mask and welding something uncomfortably close to his fingers. "We gots to do that again sometime. We rig up da 'splosives right, betcha we could blow it into a giant copy've ol' Cranny's head, knowmsayin?"
"Uh, yeh... I was thinking about an alternate use for it, actually... I mean, it's SUPER strong right?"
"Shoot, yeah. Yo, P-man! Spanner! That stuff's indestructible, dude. Turn that bit a quarter-twist to the right, 'kay?"
"It shouldn't be that hard to recreate either... your cafeteria is a boundless source of materials"
"Yeh, I know... that's what got me thinking...what if we could make it programmable..like to restrain people, or move a certain way?"
She paused looking at him. "Programmable like what dose two Sauron wannabes done?"
"Yeh, except not lethal. Maybe just smother until unconcious, nothing more."
"But wit da tough stuff? Shouldn' be a problem."
"The chemicals we used ought not to be destructive. But the motile factor must be increased to compensate for our compound's greater stiffness"
"Oh, yeah, we'd hafta use more nanobots, no question. Dat ain't nothin', though. We can prob'ly make 'em make themselves."
"Uh... Can you make them stop after they start replicating?" Images of hundred of little putty fiends danced in his head.
"In this case I must side with Tyler." "Party Pooper." "Very well, but if you wish to create uncontrollable self-replicating nanobots, you must clean up after them."
"...just what is this thing you're building?"
"It's gon' be an adjustable cannon fer firin' any kind of ammo, 'cludin' irregular stuff." "Preliminary tests with frozen poultry products have yielded promising results."