staging
Original: staging on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A woman with gray hair and round white glasses stands at a green chalkboard, pointing with a piece of chalk to a diagram. The chalkboard shows a stick figure beside three labeled segments (1, 2, 3) bracketing the figure's body sections.
Woman: ONCE MY LEGS GET TIRED, I'LL JETTISON THEM, DECREASING THE TOTAL MASS MY ARMS HAVE TO MOVE. THEN, 100 METERS FROM THE FINISH LINE, WE JETTISON THE ARMS AND TORSO, ALLOWING MY HEAD TO MAKE IT ACROSS THE FINISH LINE USING MINIMUM ENERGY.
Caption below panel:
Fun fact:
No rocket scientist has ever won a marathon.
Votey:
A disembodied head lies on the ground (the head from the diagram/scenario), with a speech bubble above it.
Head: The fools doubted me! HAHAHAHAHA!
A woman with gray hair and round white glasses stands at a green chalkboard, pointing with a piece of chalk to a diagram. The chalkboard shows a stick figure beside three labeled segments (1, 2, 3) bracketing the figure's body sections.
Woman: ONCE MY LEGS GET TIRED, I'LL JETTISON THEM, DECREASING THE TOTAL MASS MY ARMS HAVE TO MOVE. THEN, 100 METERS FROM THE FINISH LINE, WE JETTISON THE ARMS AND TORSO, ALLOWING MY HEAD TO MAKE IT ACROSS THE FINISH LINE USING MINIMUM ENERGY.
Caption below panel:
Fun fact:
No rocket scientist has ever won a marathon.
Votey:
A disembodied head lies on the ground (the head from the diagram/scenario), with a speech bubble above it.
Head: The fools doubted me! HAHAHAHAHA!
Alt text
A gray-haired woman in round white glasses stands at a green chalkboard, pointing with chalk at a stick-figure diagram whose body is divided into three labeled sections. She explains her marathon strategy: once her legs get tired she will jettison them to reduce mass, and 100 meters from the finish she will jettison the arms and torso so only her head crosses the line using minimum energy. A caption reads: 'Fun fact: No rocket scientist has ever won a marathon.' In the votey aftercomic, a severed head lies alone on the ground, cackling in a speech bubble: 'The fools doubted me! HAHAHAHAHA!'
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.