power
Original: power on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Emily: Your brain is a universal machine that automatically simulates concepts it encounters.
Panel 2:
Emily: I can use language to literally force you to simulate concepts you've never imagined, no matter how weird or horrific they are.
Panel 3:
The other woman: I'm like an X-Man! With psychic attack powers!
Emily: Suuure you are.
Panel 4:
Emily: A watermelon suddenly gains consciousness just as a caterer is melon-balling it.
The other woman (clutching her head, horrified): Jesus Christ, Emily!
Emily: I am a god.
Votey:
Caption (large text on an orange background): AAAH!
(Below: a watermelon, half-sliced open showing its red flesh, lying on a green leaf.)
Emily: Your brain is a universal machine that automatically simulates concepts it encounters.
Panel 2:
Emily: I can use language to literally force you to simulate concepts you've never imagined, no matter how weird or horrific they are.
Panel 3:
The other woman: I'm like an X-Man! With psychic attack powers!
Emily: Suuure you are.
Panel 4:
Emily: A watermelon suddenly gains consciousness just as a caterer is melon-balling it.
The other woman (clutching her head, horrified): Jesus Christ, Emily!
Emily: I am a god.
Votey:
Caption (large text on an orange background): AAAH!
(Below: a watermelon, half-sliced open showing its red flesh, lying on a green leaf.)
Alt text
A four-panel webcomic. A woman named Emily explains to another woman that the brain automatically simulates any concept it encounters, so she can use language to force someone to imagine things they've never pictured, no matter how weird or horrific. The other woman jokes, 'I'm like an X-Man! With psychic attack powers!' and Emily replies flatly, 'Suuure you are.' In the final panel Emily says, 'A watermelon suddenly gains consciousness just as a caterer is melon-balling it.' The other woman clutches her head in horror, shouting 'Jesus Christ, Emily!' while Emily grins and declares, 'I am a god.' Votey: A single panel on an orange background with the large screaming caption 'AAAH!' above a watermelon that has been sliced open, its red interior exposed, resting on a green leaf.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.