Suggested wine pairing: brut.
And that’s the story of the Technorabbit Apocalypse. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed killing everyone in the world for the first canonical time.
There remains, however, one more little adventure in this Hurly Burly. Tune in next week for the shocking (?) conclusion epilogue additional part.
Oh beans, that wasn’t good. Unless they get a version of the time machine from the past and take it back to that past after they’re done saving those guys, they are boned.
I wonder how much leg-sized fingers would even hurt. Somehow I feel like not that much? though the bones would be pretty thick, scaled up, there’s no muscle in there.
The worst part is that there IS a time machine there, but they know they can’t take it back because it’s reserved for Adiós Taco et al. So they’re boned by their very knowledge of time travel.
All I know about Trixie’s legs is that her fingertip calluses must dwarf those of even the most seasoned bass player, even accounting for proportion.
I’ve spent way too long thinking about this so I’ve decided to defer to the experts; isn’t there already a time paradox since the chronodome was only built because of the sign in EA, but that couldn’t have been made by anyone with knowledge of the future? I’m hazy on timeloop stuff at the best of, er, times, though.
*without
further evidence that my brain is fried, sorry!
There are a at least couple of bootstrap paradoxes in the Hurly Burly.
I, too, am experiencing a fried brain at the moment, from two consecutive days of little sleep. Someone should cut my brain out and put the fried bits on a burger, like onion straws. Onion straws that might give you a prion disease. And you know what? If you figure you have less than 25 years left on this mortal coil, why NOT eat some brains? You’ll still die when you expect. Maybe the death will be worse, but on the other hand, you’ve eaten fried brains, y’know?
Anyway, this is probably one of the bootstraps, or maybe there’s an alternate explanation. I made all kinds of diagrams about this, but I don’t have the healthy, raw brain for it right now. I’ll reexamine it when I do.
Ok, with a nice, raw brain, I still consider this to be a bootstrap paradox, because the future informs the past that creates the future.
The difference with the EA paradox is that it’s controlled by the people in the future who are conscientiously avoiding problems, and therefore won’t create contradicting timelines.
Contrast Duke Paramount and Paul, who know that the time machine present in 2509 will be used to transport Adiós Taco & the gang back to the Lirus War. If they steal it, they’ll alter the *existing* loop, whereas the EA crew is *creating and maintaining* their own loop.
In other words, if a loop is consistent with itself, it’s ok. If a loop is broken, time is broken too.
How did Surf rat and soup of the day Steve die?
Surf Rat died chilling on a beach when a tsunami, caused by technorabbits blowing up a nuclear sub (which is totally how it works), threw everyone into some rocks that made them age really, really fast.
Steve drowned in a bowl of minestrone when the restaurant he worked at crumbled.