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« Reply #80 on: 11-21-2006 10:21 »
« Last Edit on: 11-21-2006 10:21 by coldangel_1 »

 
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HAHAHA, the talking cake officially made this the best story ever!

Thought you'd like that.   tongue
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« Reply #81 on: 11-21-2006 12:48 »

WOHOOOOO, they're gonna save Leela, they're gonna save Leela
I love you for that
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA
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« Reply #82 on: 11-21-2006 15:32 »

I was going to complain about Fry being too depressed and obsessed here, but he's still not as bad as the typical badly-written shipper-fic Fry, who acts the same after a two-minute argument.  Plus, he got back to relative normal fairly quickly.

Also...sentient cake? ...Why would you think of something like that?
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« Reply #83 on: 11-21-2006 16:00 »

 
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Originally posted by Nerd-o-rama:
Also...sentient cake? ...Why would you think of something like that?

This one's easy-Apple Tea!
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« Reply #84 on: 11-21-2006 16:29 »

lol a takking cake!
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« Reply #85 on: 11-21-2006 16:57 »

Save Leela! Save Leela!  tongue
She's not my favorite character, but she and Fry really belong with each other. And I love the direction this story is going in. It looks like in order for Leela to remain alive, there's going to be a lot of mind-boggling advevture involved.
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« Reply #86 on: 11-21-2006 19:12 »

Nerd-o-rama: I think it's how he'd react. He was pretty broken up in The Sting while he waited by her bedside.
The sentient cake... no reason for that... just one of Farnsworth's loony ventures. I thought it was funny.

Thank you all.
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« Reply #87 on: 11-21-2006 19:16 »

It is funny. I love the way the cake thinks it's the one Fry's talking to: Pure comic genious.
Funny thing is, I don't like cake.
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« Reply #88 on: 11-21-2006 19:31 »

I laughed at my own obscure wit when Farnsworth told it to "shut up!".
Don't like cake, eh? You must be the only one on the planet...
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« Reply #89 on: 11-21-2006 22:25 »
« Last Edit on: 11-21-2006 22:25 »

Actually, my sister hates cake, too; something about it's texture, I think.  And my other sister can't stand any form of ice cream. Must be some bizarre anti-dessert gene.  >_>

Incidentally, I thought that was the best scene of the whole segment.  Sentient cakes being eaten alive; I love it.   big grin
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« Reply #90 on: 11-21-2006 22:33 »

Why thank you. More to come in three or four hours.
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« Reply #91 on: 11-22-2006 02:31 »
« Last Edit on: 11-22-2006 02:31 by coldangel_1 »

Autumn turned into winter, and a light acid snow began to fall on New New York. The Planet Express delivery company made no business – the ship was damaged beyond reasonable repair and the insurance company refused to pay, claiming that the damage was inflicted by Zapp Brannigan, therefore DOOP was liable. DOOP was unavailable for comment. So the company was virtually dissolved. Hermes pressured the Professor to take some action, but Farnsworth remained shut away in his laboratory with Fry, working on some kind of invention, while the bills piled up.
   Time went on. Bender found a job straightening pretzels for a wealthy but insane old man, while Amy was forced to drift into the empty pointless life of a rich heiress drifting between parties. Hermes applied to the Central Bureaucracy for a new posting, and expected a response in seven to ten years, while Scruffy returned to his old position of head lecturer at the Institute of Advanced Janitorial Science (IAJS).
   Zoidberg was evicted from his dumpster and forced to live in a gutter.
   Nobody really cared that Planet Express had fallen apart. Without Leela, the company had seemed dead anyway – the spark of life and energy and love had gone out of it.
   When he wasn’t helping the Professor, Fry kept mostly to himself. He came back to his room intermittently to put down violent cockroach uprisings and sleep fitfully, but he never spoke of the mysterious project he was undertaking, nor about anything else except empty pleasantries. Bender grew worried that his friend wasn’t moving on, but he didn’t know what he could do to help – setting Fry straight had always been Leela’s forte… and without her the kid was lost.

Careful analysis of the ship’s data recorder shed detailed light on the energy flux pattern that had sent the crew back to 1947, and from that data Farnsworth had been able to construct a functional hypothetical model of a chronological displacement field.
   The only missing element was fuel source that displaced energy in four dimensions. The Professor mulled on that problem for a long time.
   Although initially against the idea, Farnsworth had gradually warmed to Fry’s proposal. Part of the reason was pride – the desire to see if he really could pull it off – while another part was the fact that his company was ruined and altering the events of the past month could see all the damage to Planet Express undone. The small part of his fractured mind that remembered who Leela was also liked the idea of preventing her death.
   Fry came to the lab every day, asking the Professor over and over if he was any closer to a breakthrough, if there was anything he could do to help. Farnsworth sent the boy off to fetch unnecessary tools and run pointless errands to keep him out of his metaphorical hair.
   After the Professor sent Fry off one more time to find a rock weighing exactly 3.4571 ounces, he turned back to his calculations again and mulled. Nibbler had been watching from his basket on the floor, and eventually ambled over to the Professor and climbed up his chair.
   “Hu-whaa?” Farnsworth gave a start as the little three-eyed creature hopped onto his lap and then up onto the desk. Nibbler peered at the equations and glanced at Farnsworth.
   “There is a painfully simple answer to this conundrum,” Nibbler said in a deep resounding voice.
   “Oh is there just?” The professor snapped indignantly. “Well I’m an academy-trained Professor of Various Sciences, and if I can’t find an answer, what hope does a putrid fur-ball have?” The old man showed no obvious sign of surprise that Nibbler had spoken. The creature stared for a long moment before going on.
   “Chronitons,” he said.
   “Never heard of them,” Farnsworth replied.
   Nibbler groaned. “You used them to super-accelerate the growth of a team of basketball mutants.”
   “So what if I did?” the Professor snapped. “What are you, the DOOP Human Rights Commission?”
   “Negative,” Nibbler said, getting frustrated. “What I mean to suggest is that the only energy source that displaces in four dimensions is Chronitons. Use a Chroniton as the distribution lens for a small dark matter coil and…”
   “…expand the temporal displacement field by direct sub-space infusion!” the Professor finished, getting excited. He leaned over his notes and began scribbling furiously.

   “You do not appear perturbed by my ability to speak,” Nibbler noted, jumping off the desk and moving over to the far side of the room.
   “What?” Farnsworth grunted. “Didn’t you always speak?”
   “Never mind,” Nibbler replied. He took hold of a large handle in his mouth and with some difficulty managed to slide out a heavy steel draw that had been set into the wall. Nitrogen vapour washed out of the cavity and revealed the half-squashed green-stained form of Arachneon, the spider-like player from Professor Farnsworth’s mutant basketball team who had met his end after an unfortunate chest-cannon incident.
   The Professor moved over and stared down ad the dead specimen.
   “Yes, this will do it,” he said. “There must still be at least one Chroniton particle adrift in this hideous corpse.”
   Nibbler watched the Professor set about further dismembering the already dismembered body and smiled contentedly to himself. Guardianship of The Other had been his responsibility – she was required to play a role in future events, and her loss was on his head. The unforseen death had come as a severe blow to the Nibbilonian fate committee, and a personal shock to Nibbler himself… but if the event could be erased…


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Back once more at the point of no return...
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« Reply #92 on: 11-22-2006 02:39 »

Ah, Nibbler.  I was wondering when he would make his move.  Lots of fun exposition, and violent cockroach uprisings.  You really know how to enjoy Communism/Anarchy.

Also, on a beta note, you missed a "was" here:
 
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The small part of his fractured mind that remembered who Leela also liked the idea of preventing her death.

Keep it up; thus far, you're managing to balance depression and hope, and Farnsworth and Nibbler is guaranteed comedy.
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« Reply #93 on: 11-22-2006 02:55 »

Nibbler and the professor, sitting in a tree.
No, wait, that's not right...

Very good.  big grin Carry on.
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« Reply #94 on: 11-22-2006 03:22 »

Nerd-o-Rama - thanks for that bud. *fixes*

Maz... ewww. Heh...
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« Reply #95 on: 11-22-2006 03:26 »

You had no images in this part...
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« Reply #96 on: 11-22-2006 03:35 »

No, there wasn't any action.
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« Reply #97 on: 11-22-2006 03:38 »

There could have been...as notioned by my post...

No. No. Okay. No.
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« Reply #98 on: 11-22-2006 03:42 »

..................
.......Okay, I'll do one.
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« Reply #99 on: 11-22-2006 03:44 »

Don't force it.
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« Reply #100 on: 11-22-2006 04:54 »

Done. Look up.
And I also did one of Zapp brandishing his weapon and stuck it back on the first page. Don't say I never give you anything  tongue.
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« Reply #101 on: 11-22-2006 05:04 »

Haha. Awesome.  big grin

Hehe, Nibbler looks a bit old and withered...I think it's just a reflection off the professor.
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« Reply #102 on: 11-22-2006 05:12 »

I've found I suck as much at drawing Nibbler as I do at doing any cute cuddly things. I prefer things that have spikes and fangs and a crusty exoskeleton.
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« Reply #103 on: 11-22-2006 05:20 »

I prefer things that have spikes and fangs and a crusty exoskeleton.

Yes. That goes without saying. A picture speaks a thousand words damnit. A thousand words!
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« Reply #104 on: 11-22-2006 07:03 »

 
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   “You do not appear perturbed by my ability to speak,” Nibbler noted, jumping off the desk and moving over to the far side of the room.
   “What?” Farnsworth grunted. “Didn’t you always speak?”
   

Lol, this part was even funnier than the cake.  laff It really made me laugh out loud, something I rarely do because I'm afraid something will fly in when I'm not looking.  wink
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« Reply #105 on: 11-22-2006 07:15 »

The Professor's fun to write.
Thanks for still reading.  big grin
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« Reply #106 on: 11-22-2006 07:34 »

Buddy, I'll read this 'till it's over. There's no way such a brilliant article could ever escape frommy eyes' view while under my own will.  smile
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« Reply #107 on: 11-22-2006 16:13 »

Loved the bit about Bender straightening pretzels, the cake, and anything the professor says in this fic. Keep it up!  smile
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« Reply #108 on: 11-22-2006 16:38 »

if anyone here is a him fan they should agree that pretzels look very likely  like the heartagram.
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« Reply #109 on: 11-22-2006 18:16 »

mmm yes, was this story inspired by all that time travel talk we had a while ago by any chance?

Anyways the story is fantastical!
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« Reply #110 on: 11-22-2006 19:26 »

I've always had a fascination with Time Travel, even when I was a little kid, way back in 2087.
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« Reply #111 on: 11-23-2006 01:52 »

Fry returned to the Planet Express building hauling a bag full of rocks to weigh. When he entered the lab he found the Professor covered in green ooze standing over the mutilated body of what appeared to be a giant spider.
   “You had a party?” Fry asked, frowning in confusion.
   “No, you idiot!” The Professor lifted a vial of purple glowing particles and gazed into it. Pure condensed time swirled around in the form of Chronitons.
   Fry stared. “Hey, are those…?”
   “No they aren’t!” Farnsworth snapped. “They’re Chronitons!”
   “But that’s what I was gonna say.”
   “Who cares?!” The Professor moved over to a spectral analyser and placed the vial inside. “Good news, you nobody!” he announced. “With these time particles, I can now construct a device capable of transporting a person backwards and forwards in time… but not sideways, oh my no…”
   “Great!” Fry said delightedly. “When will it be finished?”
   “Well I still need to devise a method of gravitational triangulation to counter the Earth’s motion so you don’t end up appearing in deep space. At the current rate, it should take about seven years.”
   Fry’s face fell dejectedly. “Seven years?” he repeated. “I can’t go seven years without seeing Leela.”
   “Oh fuff!” Farnsworth waved Fry’s concern aside. “Why don’t you just find a normal woman and poke one of her eyes out? Or better yet…” The Professor took out a notepad and began scrawling down the exact time and date. “Since it’s a time machine I’m building, and given that I have reasonable confidence in my ability to construct said time machine, I’ll just leave a memo for myself to send it back in time to this exact moment as soon as I finish building it.” He finished jotting down the time to the second and pinned the note to the message board.
   Fry and the Professor stood quietly for a moment, looking around expectantly.
   Suddenly the air in the centre of the room twisted in on itself and an incandescent crackling ball of white light materialized. Fry gasped and took a step back, shielding his eyes. As rapidly as it had appeared, the disturbance faded, and sitting on the floor in its place was a device the size of a 1980s mobile phone; a handheld unit with a disk and a ball protruding from the top.
   “Success!” Farnsworth said. “There you go, I built a time machine – I’m the greatest scientific mind on the planet apparently…”
   “Wow…” Fry picked up the device and sniffed it. “What will happen now if you don’t build it?”
   “I have no intention of building it,” the Professor replied. “Why would I need to? It’s already built.”
   “But…. Ahh…” Fry’s brain struggled valiantly to comprehend the concept that had just been presented to it, causing him some degree of physical pain. “But you… have to build it, right?” he said. “Otherwise how could it be here?”
   “I did build it,” the Professor replied, glaring at the moron.
   “But… you haven’t yet.”
   “And I never will.”
   “Ahh…” Fry’s eye twitched and he suddenly developed a nosebleed from the heavy thinking.
   “Quit bleeding on my spider carcass you nitwit,” Farnsworth snapped. “Just try to wrap your brain around the idea that in an alternate future reality, I created this device, sent it back in time, where its presence altered the course of history thus erasing the initial future reality and setting in motion a NEW reality.”
   “…What?” Fry tried to staunch the blood from his nose by wiping it on the time machine.
   “It’s the same thing that YOU will soon be doing, you stupid fool!” the Professor said, exasperated. “When you prevent Leela’s death you’ll create a future where you will never have a cause to travel back in time – but that isn’t a paradox; there’ll just be a new future, a new you… and more importantly - my ship will never have been destroyed.”
   “A new me?” Fry wiped the last drops of blood onto the time machine and raised an eyebrow at the Professor. “So there’ll be two of me?” he asked.
   “Of course.”
   “Then that means I won’t be able to… return to my life with Leela… the other me will be there and he’ll…” Fry trailed off.
   “Yes! What the hell did you expect?” Farnsworth threw up his hands and stormed away. “If you need me, I’ll be in the angry dome!” he shouted as he went.
   Fry stood for a moment in quiet contemplation. Unbeknownst to him, a trickle of his blood found its way beneath a panel on the time machine, and a circuit quietly flared and burnt out.
   “Well I don’t care,” Fry said to himself at last. “I don’t mind if I can’t be with her… as long as she lives.” He looked at the dials on the time machine, wondering which one he should turn. The array seemed to be configured for days, months, and years. Gingerly, he turned the dials to negative one month, and paused with his finger hovering over the red button.
   “This is it,” he told himself. “I’ve got time to kill.”

Bender picked the lock on the Planet Express building’s main door and wandered inside. He had a twelve-pack of löbrau under one arm and a bunch of movie cartridges under the other.
   “Hey Fry, you in here?” he called, clumping noisily through the rooms. He’d decided that he was going to cheer his friend up, even if he had to break both the kid’s legs to do it. He made his way to the lab and barged through the door.
   “Hey, you sack of crap – I’m here to put a smile back on your ugly…” Bender stopped, noticing Fry standing in the middle of the room holding a strange device. “Hey, meatbag, what’s with the…”
   Fry was suddenly enveloped in a sphere of brilliant light that radiated outward, and for a time the Universe ceased to exist.

Fry seemed to fall, formless and fluid, for an eternity that lasted less than a microsecond. Eons passed in the blink of an eye… or did it take eons for the eye to blink? The innards of the cosmos were laid bare, spilled before his eyes; a kaleidoscope of celestial entrails.
   It smelled purple.

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« Reply #112 on: 11-23-2006 02:13 »

Mmm, purple. Purple's a fruit.
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« Reply #113 on: 11-23-2006 02:22 »

Neat stuff.  You even managed to stay consistent to one explanation of time travel, which no one seems to do nowadays.  Except maybe Futurama's writers, but their apparent method of time travel (everything that happens, happens, even if it doesn't do it chronologically) actually makes this story impossible, so I'll shut up about it.

Anyway, kudos on making sense.
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« Reply #114 on: 11-23-2006 02:43 »
« Last Edit on: 11-23-2006 02:43 by coldangel_1 »

You mean re: the events in Roswell?
That conforms. It just happens that the original unaltered timeline was actually never seen by the viewer (us) because technically it never happened. But there WAS a prior reality, otherwise how would Fry have been able to identify an individual other than himself as his Grandfather?
Further evidence of conformity to my model of time travel is exhibited by the shadow under the desk in Applied Cryogenics being only that of Nibbler in season 1, but then later (Jurassic Bark, I think) Fry's shadow is ADDED. One reality has been replaced - the playback from the giant brain shows only Nibbler pushing Fry into the cryo-tube - that is as it happened. If there was only one timeline then the playback would have had to have shown Fry there... it did not, yet Fry went back and did it himself. A minor alteration spawning a new timeline... if that Fry hadn't been sucked back into oblivion with the exiled brainspawn then there would have been two of him inhabiting this Universe at one time. As it happened, he warned Nibbler of the future failure of the Scooty-puff (I feel less of a man every time I say that) and so new divergent reality version of Fry was able to escape and thus never get sucked into the quantum bomb thing and never travelled back in time. But the alternate version of him did.

...do I make sense? I do to me, and that's the main thing.
Always remember though, in quantum physics literally ANYTHING is possible.
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« Reply #115 on: 11-23-2006 12:00 »

So what you're saying is that it wasn't dark wizards who did it?

Anyways great going, now we can see some paradoxically controversial plot twists!
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« Reply #116 on: 11-23-2006 13:18 »

Genius! Pure undiluted genius!! In fact, it's so good that I'm not going to insult it with a review. I'm just gonna post my favourite jokes and then laugh at them:

 
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“No can do, missy,” the lead soldier grunted apologetically. “We’re ground troops, you see. Our life insurance won’t pay up if we’re killed above the ground.”

This is how the future shall be. That is all.

 
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“An estimated TWELVE MILLION PITIFUL HUMANS have been killed in New Zealand, the eastern coast of Australia, New Guinea, and the Pacific Islands – swamped by giant tsunamis. BWAHAHAHAHA!!”

Already a work of comedic art, but then you drive it home with:

 
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While the world mourned the deaths of millions of expendable Australasians

Best. Running. Joke. EVER!!

 
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“At last!” he exclaimed, brandishing a baking dish. “I’ve managed to bake a sentient cake!”
“A sentient cake?” Fry repeated, mystified.
“That’s right, whoever you are,” the Professor said, putting the cake down on the bench. “A cake that can think and feel and engage in conversation.”
“You take the cake, Professor-F!” the cake said happily.
“Shut up!” the Professor snapped angrily.

Dude, that punchline has two frigging words in it and it's one of the best jokes in the fic!  laff

 
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“You do not appear perturbed by my ability to speak,” Nibbler noted, jumping off the desk and moving over to the far side of the room.
“What?” Farnsworth grunted. “Didn’t you always speak?”
“Never mind,”

Yup, that's the Professor!  big grin

 
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When he entered the lab he found the Professor covered in green ooze standing over the mutilated body of what appeared to be a giant spider.
“You had a party?” Fry asked, frowning in confusion.

Yup, that's Fry!  big grin

 
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“This is it,” he told himself. “I’ve got time to kill.”

And with that pun, you fail at living.   no no

Alternate futures?!  eek No no no, time is linear and one can only travel backwards.   tongue

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« Reply #117 on: 11-23-2006 14:47 »

 
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Originally posted by coldangel_1:
You mean re: the events in Roswell?
That conforms. It just happens that the original unaltered timeline was actually never seen by the viewer (us) because technically it never happened. But there WAS a prior reality, otherwise how would Fry have been able to identify an individual other than himself as his Grandfather?
Further evidence of conformity to my model of time travel is exhibited by the shadow under the desk in Applied Cryogenics being only that of Nibbler in season 1, but then later (Jurassic Bark, I think) Fry's shadow is ADDED. One reality has been replaced - the playback from the giant brain shows only Nibbler pushing Fry into the cryo-tube - that is as it happened. If there was only one timeline then the playback would have had to have shown Fry there... it did not, yet Fry went back and did it himself. A minor alteration spawning a new timeline... if that Fry hadn't been sucked back into oblivion with the exiled brainspawn then there would have been two of him inhabiting this Universe at one time. As it happened, he warned Nibbler of the future failure of the Scooty-puff (I feel less of a man every time I say that) and so new divergent reality version of Fry was able to escape and thus never get sucked into the quantum bomb thing and never travelled back in time. But the alternate version of him did.

...do I make sense? I do to me, and that's the main thing.
Always remember though, in quantum physics literally ANYTHING is possible.
Well, I've had long discussions about this in Re-Check, and aren't going to spam up your thread repeating them.  Your explanation seems just as plausible, and accounts for some knotty issues with The Why of Fry.  I just like mine (and by mine, I really mean TNUK's) better.  Anyway, carry on.

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« Reply #118 on: 11-23-2006 21:23 »

Apple tea - Whenever something unexplainable happens, a Wizard did it.

TriggerHappy... haha, good compilation. I'm laughing at my own jokes. "Time to kill" was supposed to be eye-rollingly bad in the grand tradition of Roger Moore's 007.
Also, time is octagonal, not linear.

Nerd-o-Rama - Something I said seems plausible? Well there's a first time for everything.

Continue I shall, but probably not today. My landlady's coming around to do a property inspection this afternoon, so I have to clean the place as best I can, and then seduce her so she doesn't notice the fist holes in the wall.
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« Reply #119 on: 11-23-2006 21:35 »

 
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TriggerHappy... haha, good compilation. I'm laughing at my own jokes.

There were more, I just didn't want to go overboard!  big grin

 
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"Time to kill" was supposed to be eye-rollingly bad in the grand tradition of Roger Moore's 007.

I feared as much.  roll eyes

 
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Also, time is octagonal, not linear.

Look buddy, I don't care what William Blake or Joel Evans has to say on the matter. You cannot physically experience what has not been perceived. Time can only be linear, because without that fundamental rule, nothing works. That would mean an infinite universe, and I don't believe in an infinite universe. Just one with very fast moving edges.

Look forward to the next installment.   big grin
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