[dc]P[/dc]oor Sync. She doesn’t mean to be a downer, she’s just programed that way. I mean, if you were built with all kinds of crazy robot-sensors, you couldn’t help but share the info, right? Speaking of, you might wanna wash off that door handle.
When I read Stephanie the script for this comic, she said: “All of your characters are terrible people.” True enough, even though most aren’t really human, but I get her meaning. As a friend pointed out though, it worked out for Larry David.
Anyway, it is fun making wacky comics again. This was my first non-wedding related comic in a little over a month. Woof.
[[A woman and Sync the robot stand on the edge of a lake (Sync floats next to the woman). Ducks populate the water’s surface, quacking here and there.]]
woman: Look at that lake! I can’t wait to go for a swim!
[[A close up of Sync and the woman]]
Sync: My sensors say the water is 71.3% duck urine.
[[The woman wears a startled/confused expression.
[[The woman yells at Sync.]]
Woman: UGH! I hate you!
[[Sync floats alone, her head droops down.]]
Sync: Scanning…
Sync: Statement: true.
[[wide shot of Sync floating by the edge of the lake, alone. Her head is drooped down.]]
Sync: Sad mode: activated.
Sync: Boo. Hoo. Hoo. Boo. Hoo. Hoo.
Sync: Boo. Hoo. Hoo. Boo. Hoo. Hoo.
Duck: Haha!
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Wow, that would be so cool, just think it could sense if a raptor went through the door or not…
Exactly! A million uses.