Ikko No Naka Ni

Now this is the original jokeless comic I was planning on doing. We only say it doens't have a joke because it doesn't have a setup --> punchline type structure. It has humor, in the character-interaction sitcom kind of way, and so that's all well and good.

You may or may not be wondering about the title: thanks to the fact that I wrote it in romaji, you can read it as either "Inside Ikko" or "In Ikko's Stomach" or, if you really want, "In Stomach of Notice". So sayeth Babelfish. Either way, now it is revealed that the entity Ikko is actually a huge geometrical robot under the collective control of Ike and Dido. Conveniently, this wraps up all those niggling questions about democratic personality I was having last time! Hooray.

You might also wonder whether the individual panels of Ikko are capable of acting independently or perhaps arranging themselves into other forms. There's no reason this wouldn't be the case, excepting the limitations imposed by one's imagination and, of course, geometry. I have half a mind to make cardboard cutouts of twelve pentagons and twenty triangles whose sides are all the same length and start gluing shit together. Maybe there's a company that could make those things out of plastic for me, save me some trouble. I bet there is, what with 3D printing technology and all.

Of course, if you go and read that page, you're going to wonder about the possibility of self-replicating machines and nanorobots and the only logical conclusion that could result from these advances. Are they possible in Polytopes? What would happen?

Well! That's what future comics are for, now, isn't it?

DVD Commentary: I'll bet you didn't know that the other sides of Ikko's constituent polygons were blue, did you? The background there is a blown-up Ikko, cut off at the edges of the frame and recolored to look all shadowy and cool like we're inside a machine. And no, I haven't yet thought of a good explanation for the protective force fields around Ike and Dido. No matter!