This doesn't look like a radio
station at all. Where are the ugly guys in Hawaiian shirts with voices
that make them sound handsome?
|
024 - DREAM, PART THREE
|
|
THE ADVENTURES OF PIPPIN IN THE MYSTERIOUS COMPOUND. |
|
| Pippin | |
|
This doesn't look like a radio
station at all. Where are the ugly guys in Hawaiian shirts with voices
that make them sound handsome?
|
 |
|
| Pippin | |
|
Maybe this is where they do the
shows. *opens door*
|
| Pippin | |
|
Wow, look at all the TV screens!
|
| Pippin | |
|
Hey, It's Bono!
|
 |
|
| Pippin | |
|
...Bono is a Jedi?
|
 |
|
| Pippin | |
|
Hey, these shows are all people's
dreams!
People who live in Fooksburgh! Even Pac-Man! |
 |
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
 |
*walking by the door* Now,
if you'll follow me, Mr. Xrbt, we'll just have you sign the paperwork
and we'll begin broadcasting the batch of DreamVids.
|
| Pippin | |
|
!
|
| Pippin | |
|
*follows them* |
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
As per your request, we created
a special channel exclusively featuring the dreams of Japanese schoolgirls.
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
Alright, Mr. Xrbt, you're all
set. Have a safe trip home to your planet.
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
Hey!
|
| Pippin | |
|
Uh oh.
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
What are you doing here, little
boy?
|
| Pippin | |
|
Um...I'm lost.
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
Access to this building is highly
restricted. How did you get in?
|
| Pippin | |
|
Well, I have a few questions for
you! What's going on here? I though this was a radio station. Are
you selling our dreams to aliens?
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
*sigh* Little boy, you
have to understand. We need a way to build our city and buy all the things
our citizens want...
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
But this is Fooksburgh. Everyone
here is entitled to freedom from misery. We can't just build our society
on the backs of slaves or the Irish like everyone else did.
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
So the city's economy is largely
powered by sales of Earthling dreams to extraterrestrials.
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
But you must never tell anyone
about this. If people knew that aliens were watching their dreams, there
would be rioting in the streets!
|
| Pippin | |
|
I don't know...I'm not very good
at keeping secrets.
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
Well in that case, we can strap
you in a chair and rip the memories of this place from your memory using
a mind-control beam.
|
| Pippin | |
|
Hmm, you know what? I think I'll
just keep quiet about it. That solution seems to have fewer, uh, lasers.
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
Alright then. Run along, now.
|
| Corporate Wonk | |
|
Goodbye!
|
| Pippin | |
|
...
|
| Pippin | |
|
Echo will never forgive me if
I don't bring back one of these cool dream machines.
|
| Pippin | |
|
Yoink!
|
|
TO BE CONTINUED... |
|