By my standards, this is a lot of fills and filters and stuff. It came out looking okay, I guess. This is Dr. Narbon’s lair in the Alps, as mentioned in the Dr. Narbon storyline. Much later, she has a completely different lair in the Lost Diamond Mines of Brazil. Dr. Narbon changes addresses a lot. Anyway, I like her twisty mountain.
Dr. Narbon appears to be dropping gerbils into a barrel of toxic waste. She and Helen have many interests in common and really ought to talk more.
“Them’s the breaks” is one of my favorite phrases I can never personally get away with saying. It’s strips like this that make me think I should’ve gone with my original plan of making the entire comic about Helen’s mom.
When I first drew these strips, Andrew would look at them and say, “I don’t think you should smoke.” Sorry, Andrew. I like Helen taking a drag on her cigarette before letting fly with the enraged demand for Yak-Face, though. At this point she’s starting to sound like Dave, not just in her passion for vintage “Star Wars” action figures, but in her speech patterns.
I’m sorry, I still like this strip. I always enjoy Artie’s painfully well-intentioned efforts at political correctness (he obviously made the brochure himself, and probably has a whole box of them in a back room waiting for the transgenic community to expand), and this strip got the message board fascinated with spider-goats for days. The best part, however, might be Mell’s histrionic foreground reaction in the second panel.
The back of the brochure reads Eat no meat? Spill no blood? Walk on two legs?, as it would pretty much have to.
It was either this or reverse the polarity. At this point, Helen and Dave have the same approach to problem-solving, which is to refer to plot devices from “Star Trek.”
Speaking of “Star Trek,” how did they end up separating Tuvok and Neelix in that episode of “Voyager”? I bet they recreated the accident.
I set this loose rule for myself that anything the Narbonic characters identified as “pseudoscience” or “technobabble” would be more scientifically accurate than the rest of Narbonic. So this conversation is based on actual teleportation theory. That, and computer-science stuff, because we’re dealing with a couple of Daves here.
Now we get back into pseudoscience. Even though magical movie-style genetics is ridiculous, “gene-splicing” having replaced “radiation” as the catchall hand-waving explanation for anything awesome, I still enjoy it. I will feel kind of sad when “gene-splicing” is officially replaced by “nanobots.”
The teleporters Dave and HelenDave have built have a nifty Cronenberg look, much snazzier than the boxy teleporter on the island. The teleporter on the island ought to look more advanced, since [SPOILERS] it was built from blueprints Dave drew up long, long after building these models, but oh well. Maybe Dr. Narbon just didn’t bother to make the Dave Conspiracy’s teleporters look cool.