Muse is not impressed

[whatisreality]

So. You need to do more research. A lot more research. You're a lawyer, not a professor of neuroscience. Also, you need to learn more about my condition.

You like me? Then write me correctly. Do it right or leave me alone.

Comments

[sharpsuitfluffytail]

Hey, the 70s called. They want their hippie colors back. Just thought you should know.

[whatisreality]

Excuse me?

[sharpsuitfluffytail]

The tie-dye colors? They're just not working in your favor.

[As if you would know, Kozak, shut up.]

[whatisreality]

The journal? That's what you're talking about?

[notices the tail]

Are you one of those 'furries'?

[sharpsuitfluffytail]

Don't knock it til you've tried--

[Pauses. Cringes.]

Okay, if I'm grossing myself out with a joke, that's probably a bad sign. Anyway, no. I'm not. I'm... what happens when science goes astray, let's say.

Back to you. Yeah, the journal is what I'm talking about.

[whatisreality]

I think my journal is rather minor compared to your... how did you put it? Science gone astray? It appears more to have gone straight to the dogs.

[sharpsuitfluffytail]

[Oh. That pun. It burned.]

Right. Well. It was almost worth it.

[whatisreality]

[Intended effect achieved]

Almost worth it? What, exactly, were you going for with your little 'pet' project?

[Oh, the puns.]

[sharpsuitfluffytail]

Uh, how about seven centuries worth of life added to the human race? You think that'd make things worth it maybe?

[Watch him look all smug now. His science was awesome, you can't mock it.]

[whatisreality]

You do realize that most of the time the owner outlives the dog, right? And this life - would it be added to the human race as a whole or just the individual?