Goddammit, goddammit. Screw you comic, because now whenever I read something, I read it in rhyme... err, omic. I look at my time (Had to say that because if I didn't I'd suffocate for not rhyming) and wonder when I'll stop the incompetent rhyming, this in coherent voice in my head always applauds and I know not to deny it... curse my head, I need to go to bed. This devil, this evil... bevel, shall not be the death of me, just wait, I'll escape, just wait and you'll see... one day I'll spread my roots and be the worlds first moving tree... seconds to the banana plant and back berry bushes and triffids...
Note the mug's purple "eye", that opened to fire.
It seems strangely similar to Zee Captain's eyes, remember the http://romanticallyapocalyptic.com/23 ?
Purple eyes are a kind of weaponry here...
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I'm high...
Banana!
What if the mug was hired by Annet to kill Captain for her crimes, but it has failed aaaaall this time because Captain never holds the mug with the heart facing her body? xD Such a simple yet effective way to avoid being shot by a laser beam! I love Captain's impossible luck
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Biomatrix is the storyteller?