03/17/21 – Back to Safety Spacetrawler, audio version For the blind or visually impaired, March 17, 2021. https://www.baldwinpage.com/spacetrawler/wp-content/uploads/sites/15/2021/03/2021-03-17-audio-ST.m4a.mp3 Previous | Next First Strip First Series | First Strip Second Series | First Strip Current Series | Archive | Most Recent Previous | Next First Strip First Series | First Strip Second Series | First Strip Current Series | Archive | Most Recent It’s like getting back to work after a week of blissful vacation. First Strip First Series | First Strip Second Series | First Strip Current Series| Archive | Most Recent 03/16/21 – The Drop Off 03/18/21 – Conceding Captainship 20 Comments Coyoty March 17, 2021 at 12:08 am 7 months ago Ruddock didn’t put a limit on the mice’s intelligence. Chiphu may have an audience after all. alinfamous March 17, 2021 at 8:56 am 7 months ago The mice’s main objective is to run around and avoid being caught. They may consider listening to Chiphu the same as being caught, if they are anything like the other bots on the ship. Mic March 17, 2021 at 12:58 am 7 months ago Shouldn’t the Tips be being translated? Fnordius March 17, 2021 at 7:49 am 7 months ago They are. Ruddock is literally saying “yip” just like we would say “yipes!” or “yea-haw!” Christopher John Baldwin March 17, 2021 at 10:29 am 7 months ago @Mic, @Fnordius is right (or at least, how I imagined it) Rikard March 17, 2021 at 3:29 am 7 months ago Fire-hair lady chase coyote Run coyote run A new man looks on dejectedly The mice are plenty Thus is the path of madness paved Keith March 17, 2021 at 7:52 am 7 months ago I like this madness. It’s a comfy madness. FlySwatter March 17, 2021 at 7:00 am 7 months ago Look Chiphu, you’re the one that didn’t want to talk to anybody 😉 Efogoto March 17, 2021 at 2:44 pm 7 months ago It ain’t just the food synth that isn’t programmed to act interested. This is Nogg’s ship. Association with him has trained all of the AIs to treat fleshy beings with contempt. Possibly patterned on Krep’s example. Nomi March 17, 2021 at 4:06 pm 6 months ago I bet Aiyana would listen. Nomi March 17, 2021 at 4:07 pm 6 months ago Chris, you need to update the cast page! None of these new beings are on it (Chiphu et al.) Pete Rogan March 17, 2021 at 8:51 pm 6 months ago I thought the mice were synthetic — not robotic, but edible flesh, complete with brains capable of finding hiding places. But then, Ciara is in a bit of a state right now, isn’t she? We observe again the dangers of what Earth beings can bring to a modern Galaxy and all its wish-fulfilling technology. It’s like they never had an invention of theirs go off on its own and do as it pleased. I’m not counting Mr. Zorilla among them, mind. Schismatism March 17, 2021 at 10:32 pm 6 months ago It’s not like those mice are too big of a deal. They’re robot mice, after all, and they… um, almost certainly can’t reproduce. Unless they cannibalize parts to make more of themselves, as rodentia do. I’m now imagining a set of mice unwelding Bar-Bot from the hull, but that might be because I’ve read too much Vexxarr. eek March 18, 2021 at 5:52 am 6 months ago I count 12 mice on the bridge. Efogoto March 18, 2021 at 12:56 pm 6 months ago I got to thirteen with panel counts of 3-1-4-2-1-2. eek March 19, 2021 at 8:37 am 6 months ago Ahh one bit me! I only counted 2-1-4-2-1-2. You counted 13 correctly. This kind of mayhem is my kind of chaos. Efogoto March 20, 2021 at 4:17 am 6 months ago They are tiny hidey little devils! Once you thought to count them, I had to confirm the total – I am helpless against such compulsions. I look forward to scanning for mice in the near future. M.A. March 18, 2021 at 4:58 pm 6 months ago Take one down, pass it around, There’s 13 mice on the bridge overall… rwstyles March 19, 2021 at 1:37 pm 6 months ago Put on suits, evacuate the air. Make sure that ship ignores Ruddock in future. Pete Rogan March 19, 2021 at 5:24 pm 6 months ago Chiphu’s predicament makes me ponder how much human communication is telling somebody else about what happened to the loquitor. How much we may owe our linguistic ability to the desire to relive the story we found in catching prey, or at least mice, or making a sharp edge out of a dull rock. It’s not the same urge to communicate that comes, say, from chasing an obstreperous coyote, or illicit synthetic mice — those can be handled with far more brusque, indeed brutal speech, more like a yell or a roar. But making sense of what happened to us so that someone else can comprehend the difficulty and emergent triumph drawing deserved praise or at least companionship and maybe food from the listener surely has to be one of the great drivers to human eloquence, no matter the language. Hm. Leave a Reply to Coyoty Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.