You guys think too small. She can teleport anywhere on the globe or send large amounts of mass anywhere on the globe. She normalizes that mass’s kinetic energy to the local framework. And does it all intuitively and effortlessly.
My first thought was covert ops. Agent insertion/extraction. She could charge the US $1,000,000 a poit…and get it. And meet some great male eye-candy in the process.
Then I thought NASA. What’s Monica’s max range? Unless her ability is limited to the planet, Monica should be able to put a payload at least as far as 8,000 miles overhead since she can teleport to the other side of the planet. Could she drop a ton of mass onto the moon? 10 tons? 100? How ’bout Mars? Saturn? The Oort Cloud?
But didn’t we learn that you can’t poit somewhere you’ve never been (and it’s not the best idea to poit somewhere that you’ve only been once or twice before since you’re not familiar with it yet).
That’s true, but it must not hold for things you poit. It’s not likely she was ever at the point in the lake where she poited Amanda (figuring it was remote so no one would see it occur), nor the place she poited the snow. Apparently you can poit things and people (and somehow keep track of them for retrieval) with only a vague knowledge of where they go. Jin can poit something or someone to places even she does not know where they go.
heh heh heh. I’ve had days like that. Over thinking problems to point of getting ready to write a lot of computer code like tool X. And then in a moment of clarity, I realize I just need to do use tool X.
That could be habit forming. She’ll never get acclimatized to winter weather that way, however. But then, who among us would not spend our evenings and weekends like that if we could? Of course, anything might get old after a while.
I bet she’s figured out that she can now do this any time she wants, so maybe a day is all she needs right now, and she’ll be back at home in her own warm bed that evening — it avoids running up hotel charges and worries about not having a passport properly stamped. (whether she does this again tomorrow is a different mattter.)
I wouldn’t. But then, I’m not a beach bunny. I might go somewhere nice, but it wouldn’t be the tropics. I don’t enjoy heat, sand, salt water, and sun as much as most people seem to.
How about a little island off Greece so small they haven’t colonized and poiting the building materials there and the nails in the wood and creating a private island
Y’ain’t kidding there. Think of the countless uses. Commute time? What is that. And, you can have a nice home way out in the middle of nowhere, and still work in the exciting bustle in the middle of the city. Don’t feel like going to the effort of digging out the shoes and coat to go to the store for a snack? Poit! And there is nothing like a fresh croissant from a real Parisian bakery for breakfast. And moving. God, how easy would moving day be? That big heavy couch? Poit! It’s in the new living room and looks fabulous!
Yeah, easy and great until most everyone can do it. It only works out as long as just a few can poit. Otherwise the poit traffic would be insane. The beaches crowded to overflowing at quiting time and weekends. Not to mention the military and terorist applications. It would be nice, but it would cause many more problems than it would fix. Be glad all 6 billion of us can’t poit.
cf: Larry Niven – “flashcrowd” – a universe in which low-cost “transmats” allow anyone to be almost anywhere in the world – and pervasive live media coverage 24/7 guarantees that a sizable percentage of the world’s population can be instantly aware of anything even remotely interesting going on anywhere, while it’s going on…
Well, Monica can’t go through the aiport anymore because of the key blade stuck in her head. But I can imagine the male security personnell might be falling over each other to administer her “pat down”…
Heh. I immediately thought the same thing. ‘Course Monica could always poit him and his wicked knife to the nearest in-flight airplane and leave him to the TSA to ‘handle.’
‘Scuse me, boss, I’ll just take a vacation in my office for the next half hour. Oh, the research notes? (Now, which palm tree did I leave it under?)
This university student would misuse the poit to go home all the time…
And yes, poiting would be ABSOLUTELY wonderful since home is 15 hours away by plane >.<
Why can this dog not already operate the toilet by now? Considering his other feats, that would be a breeze. Get his own food as well. I mean he can order pizza at the least.
I know a nice little place in Puerto Morelos, Quintano Roo, Mexico that she could poit to about a mile north of the lighthouse and about 200 feet from the beach bar, but she would have to poit home to grab some pesos and feed the mutt.
Good for Monica! Now that is the proper way to deal with the snow. She looks so relaxed and happy… in that sweet leopard print bikini. She’s definitely on island time.
You can get sunburned in the snow and under cloud cover. It happens to me all the time. Then again, Monica might be one of those lucky folks who doesn’t burn, she just darkens.
Bring the mountain to . . .
BTW , I’m lovin’ the extra pout to the lips .
In Monica’s case, wouldn’t that be plural?
You mean, “Bring the mountains to…”
Forget working in a museum; the girl needs to work in a travel agency!
but she doesn’t like people remember?
Thats why she needs to send them all on vacations far, far away.
You guys think too small. She can teleport anywhere on the globe or send large amounts of mass anywhere on the globe. She normalizes that mass’s kinetic energy to the local framework. And does it all intuitively and effortlessly.
My first thought was covert ops. Agent insertion/extraction. She could charge the US $1,000,000 a poit…and get it. And meet some great male eye-candy in the process.
Then I thought NASA. What’s Monica’s max range? Unless her ability is limited to the planet, Monica should be able to put a payload at least as far as 8,000 miles overhead since she can teleport to the other side of the planet. Could she drop a ton of mass onto the moon? 10 tons? 100? How ’bout Mars? Saturn? The Oort Cloud?
How ’bout Alpha Centauri?
But didn’t we learn that you can’t poit somewhere you’ve never been (and it’s not the best idea to poit somewhere that you’ve only been once or twice before since you’re not familiar with it yet).
That’s true, but it must not hold for things you poit. It’s not likely she was ever at the point in the lake where she poited Amanda (figuring it was remote so no one would see it occur), nor the place she poited the snow. Apparently you can poit things and people (and somehow keep track of them for retrieval) with only a vague knowledge of where they go. Jin can poit something or someone to places even she does not know where they go.
Julie We have some very clear pictures of Mars and Jupiter’s and Saturn’s moons. That could be sufficient for *poiting*.
eyebrow raised and everything! girl is a quick one!
What – she didn’t poit herself to that wonderful cruise ship in the Bahamas that she’s seen ads for?
The one buried under six feet of snow?
heh heh
Yes, this. This is definitely what I would be misusing my powers to do.
Absolutely! Maybe not the beach, but absolutely.
heh heh heh. I’ve had days like that. Over thinking problems to point of getting ready to write a lot of computer code like tool X. And then in a moment of clarity, I realize I just need to do use tool X.
There’s Always Plan B!
Except I’m on plan z double prime now…
Monica, my good woman, you have finally reached enlightenment. Enjoy your Nirvana. ^_^
It’s about TIME!!!
I was wondering how long it would take for the penny to drop. And I would suspect that Shelly wouldn’t mind a trip to the tropics either.
That could be habit forming. She’ll never get acclimatized to winter weather that way, however. But then, who among us would not spend our evenings and weekends like that if we could? Of course, anything might get old after a while.
I bet she’s figured out that she can now do this any time she wants, so maybe a day is all she needs right now, and she’ll be back at home in her own warm bed that evening — it avoids running up hotel charges and worries about not having a passport properly stamped. (whether she does this again tomorrow is a different mattter.)
i dunno
jin still poits to see the sunrise
I wouldn’t. But then, I’m not a beach bunny.
I might go somewhere nice, but it wouldn’t be the tropics. I don’t enjoy heat, sand, salt water, and sun as much as most people seem to.
Agreed. I would find some mountain so remote that it hasn’t been named yet.
That sounds much more to my liking.
And if the whole point is to escape snow…well the bottom half of the globe’s seasons run opposite the top…
How about a little island off Greece so small they haven’t colonized and poiting the building materials there and the nails in the wood and creating a private island
I approve!
If she can poit tons of snow, she can probably poit a finished and furnished house.
Man, I really wanna learn to *poit*
When asked what superpower I would want, teleportation is always the right answer. Not showy, but oh so useful.
Y’ain’t kidding there. Think of the countless uses. Commute time? What is that. And, you can have a nice home way out in the middle of nowhere, and still work in the exciting bustle in the middle of the city. Don’t feel like going to the effort of digging out the shoes and coat to go to the store for a snack? Poit! And there is nothing like a fresh croissant from a real Parisian bakery for breakfast. And moving. God, how easy would moving day be? That big heavy couch? Poit! It’s in the new living room and looks fabulous!
Yeah, easy and great until most everyone can do it. It only works out as long as just a few can poit. Otherwise the poit traffic would be insane. The beaches crowded to overflowing at quiting time and weekends. Not to mention the military and terorist applications. It would be nice, but it would cause many more problems than it would fix. Be glad all 6 billion of us can’t poit.
cf: Larry Niven – “flashcrowd” – a universe in which low-cost “transmats” allow anyone to be almost anywhere in the world – and pervasive live media coverage 24/7 guarantees that a sizable percentage of the world’s population can be instantly aware of anything even remotely interesting going on anywhere, while it’s going on…
Niven wrote it as a phrase (“flash crowd”) rather than a single word.
But what does he know – he spells the colloquial affirmative “Yah”, too.
yes, Niven is **def** worth the read!
- whole range of devices of controlling the ‘flash mob’ and all those side effects !!
Its in ‘The flight of the horse’ unless there are newer collections..
Love Larry Niven…he’s the mote in my eye…
I would do grey market smuggling. Levis to Japan. Blackberries and to Arabia. Bibles to China. Small radios to North Korea.
………………………………….I’m sorry, did somebody say something?
I notice she didn’t take Kevin; he must still be in physical therapy.
If you cheat in a different zip code, it doesn’t count.
As was said above, she most likely only went ‘for lunch’
Being a postal clerk that different zipcode be in the next neighborhood. O.o
D’OH!
That’s the best way to keep the TSA from grabbing your junk.
Ah, the obvious response.
Well, yeah! The TSA would have to make sure Monica’s assets weren’t “plastique.”
Well, Monica can’t go through the aiport anymore because of the key blade stuck in her head. But I can imagine the male security personnell might be falling over each other to administer her “pat down”…
Sorry about the extra “L” in “personnel”…I like to lick lollipops in Lillihammer…
You know some airports (like the major one nearest me) have these full body scanners now that can see through your clothes. They’d know.
Paul said that Doubt was just messing with Monica about the blade. It’s not physically in her head.
TAKE ME WITH YOU!!
I want to be able to poit -.-
Its about time she figured that out.
Jumpers, anyone ^^
One hopes she brought Kevin along…
Ya know, that last panel would make an awesome sculpture.
I volunteer to put on the suntan lotion!
Considering she changed into the leapard-print bikini on the way, how hard would it be to change into a coat of lotion as well?
Still, we could volunteer to check that it was properly applied!
yea i mean shes not that good at poiting yet
Now we just have to hope a maniacal Samuel E. Jackson doesn’t show up with jamming devices.
Heh. I immediately thought the same thing. ‘Course Monica could always poit him and his wicked knife to the nearest in-flight airplane and leave him to the TSA to ‘handle.’
‘Scuse me, boss, I’ll just take a vacation in my office for the next half hour. Oh, the research notes? (Now, which palm tree did I leave it under?)
Now THAT’S what we’d do with super powers!
And I second the sculpture idea!
This university student would misuse the poit to go home all the time…
And yes, poiting would be ABSOLUTELY wonderful since home is 15 hours away by plane >.<
Compare and contrast time!
Compare today’s strip with this one!
Wow…nice contrast.
You beat me to it!
It is interesting to see how far she’s come…she used to have to draem of going, but now can just Poit! there
Her assets became bigger oO. Could it be the food? Or has Mineapolis so much hormons in the water?
Could be Paul going a bit overboard for the fans.
I KNEW there was a reason I was surprised to see her in a two piece. I had it in my mind it should be a one piece. Now I know why.
I think her hair is back to the way it was last week. Maybe much time hasn’t passed.
I hope she let Deitzel out if she’s going to be away for long.
Meh…he can just dig a hole in her floor.
Are you remembering the one where he had a pickax and a miner’s hat?
BTW, his name is spelled Dietzel. I have trouble remembering that.
That is indeed what I was remembering.
Well done sir!
Why can this dog not already operate the toilet by now? Considering his other feats, that would be a breeze. Get his own food as well. I mean he can order pizza at the least.
I know a nice little place in Puerto Morelos, Quintano Roo, Mexico that she could poit to about a mile north of the lighthouse and about 200 feet from the beach bar, but she would have to poit home to grab some pesos and feed the mutt.
http://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g240327-d1078890-Reviews-Casita_Blanca_Condos-Puerto_Morelos_Yucatan_Peninsula.html
Good for Monica! Now that is the proper way to deal with the snow.
She looks so relaxed and happy… in that sweet leopard print bikini. She’s definitely on island time.
Ah, getting comfortable with the abuse of power, I see…
It’s the first step. No one is immune, no one.
Power corrupts.
Absolute power corrupts absolutely.
Superpowers corrupt…superbly.
Use of power–but is it really an abuse?
I mean–certainly this is less an abuse than her snow-poit yesterday.
This all seems well but how will Monica explain a sunburn after a snowstorm hit?
Tanning bed malfunction?
You can get sunburned in the snow and under cloud cover. It happens to me all the time. Then again, Monica might be one of those lucky folks who doesn’t burn, she just darkens.
Well, she is Latino and probably has a darker complexon, making it harder for her to burn.
Now that’s what I call a picture postcard moment (with instant tan)
LOL!! Awesome. Good thinking Monica.
Dang, I wish I could do that.
That last frame is worthy of a print.
I thought she didn’t wear 2 piece suits in public. http://wapsisquare.com/comic/nothing-to-prove/
I think that’s a much less crowded beach than she was talking about earlier.
Also A two piece suits are only a danger when you are moving( walking down a street), I don’t think she will be moving much from that chair.
PBH
Or it’s probably a topless beach anyway.
That is a drastically different suit than the tiny black triangle she was wearing in her bakck yard… it’s full cover, like a bra.
You also can’t see the full suit because of her arm… it may be an open-back one piece.
Perdone, señorita, pero le puedo ofrecer un poco de sombra?
Could Doubt dip her finger in Monica’s drink and then tweak her nose?
Well, That’s one way to get around airport security.
I wanna poit!
Now that last frame would make a great tee-shirt!