I like the head, but for some reason I expect those flimsily little antennas to be broken in all the melee he ends up doing
-Terry
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"so listen up boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing to happen to you today"
TF2: Spy
Heh... The way he dodges? I doubt he'll get more than scuff marks anywhere. Think of it like the head-guns on a VF-1S Valkyrie. Anything that gets close enough to take them out is probably taking out the entire fighter.
Edit: Someone asked me in-game, "Wait - he's an android, why does he need a helmet in space?"
Rule of cool, man. Rule of cool.
Though I suppose I -could- rationalize by saying that he has as part of his cooling system an air exchange that uses his mouth and nostrils like a human. I've already Role-played several times in-game about "Shoulder Vents popping" and venting steam as an emergency measure. The backpack and helmet might simply be useful as an addition to his cooling system in space.
Though he probably COULD work without it. It just would make things more difficult and he'd overheat faster.
There - now it's all "science-y".
I now invoke Bellisario's Maxim: "Don't examine this too closely." ^_^
Logan Darklighter Wrote: Edit: Someone asked me in-game, "Wait - he's an android, why does he need a helmet in space?"
Because he's not Batman, so he can't breath in space
Oh... and then I got a little whimsical.
"How's he going to get home? Hm. What would be the most FUN way to get home? AH! I know!"
A million suns shine down
But I see only one
When I think I'm over you
I find I've just begun
The years move faster than the days
There's no warmth in the light
How I miss those desert skies
Your cool touch in the night
CHORUS:
Benson, Arizona, blew warm wind through your hair
My body flies the galaxy, my heart longs to be there
Benson, Arizona, the same stars in the sky
But they seemed so much kinder when we watched them, you and I
Now the years pull us apart
I'm young and now you're old
But you're still in my heart
And the memory won't grow cold
I dream of times and spaces
I left far behind
Where we spent our last few days
Benson's on my mind
Gah. I can't believe I did that arc months ago and forgot to take screenshots. Because yours are awesome and now I wish I had some awesome of my own.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
Kara hasn't done this yet. Want to team up?
And I'm disappointed Bob! Such a wonderful moment for you to comment on the quirky song at the end and you pass it up? For shame! Don't you recognize it? (Hint - it's inspired by ANOTHER space surfer - and no - he's not coated in silver. Unless you count the bulky space suit. ^_^)
Oh, of course I know it. Haven't seen the movie in years, but the final scene sticks with me.
ETA: Oh, and sure, I'd be happy to team up. Sometime this weekend, maybe?
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
Hmmm, this does sound fun... I'd love to.
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Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make
anything explode.