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avanti_90: "What do dolphins dream of?"
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"So how does this work again, doctor?" Higgins asked.
The scientist looked at him condescendingly. "The neural implant transmits a visual interpretation of what the tursiops..."
"The what?
"The dolphin is thinking. Obviously we won't understand any words, but the visuals should give us an idea of its thought patterns."
"But it's the middle of the night."
"In that case, we'll see their dreams." He flipped a switch.
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtan! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn!
He flipped the switch off.
"Er, doctor?"
"Not one damned word, Higgins. I always knew we couldn't trust the smirking bastards."
avanti_90: "What do dolphins dream of?"* * *
"So how does this work again, doctor?" Higgins asked.
The scientist looked at him condescendingly. "The neural implant transmits a visual interpretation of what the tursiops..."
"The what?
"The dolphin is thinking. Obviously we won't understand any words, but the visuals should give us an idea of its thought patterns."
"But it's the middle of the night."
"In that case, we'll see their dreams." He flipped a switch.
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtan! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn!
He flipped the switch off.
"Er, doctor?"
"Not one damned word, Higgins. I always knew we couldn't trust the smirking bastards."
