Communication is futile… at least in Mouse’s helmet-y thing.
A bit like Beatrice and Benedick in Much Ado About Nothing. But just a bit.
Of course, if figures out how to (or modifies mask to) talk, Randie will kmow who he is.
Hmmm, the easiest fix would be a grill over the mouth.
Grill, open weave black fabric to hide the actual lips while allowing speech.
My own steampunk costumes lean towards either macabre science (plague doctor mask, modified with ‘gas mask’ hose running to tank on back, black or red Howie gown. (The lab coat worn by Dr. Horrible.)) or comfy – tweedy steampunk professor – tweed jacket with leather patched elbows, shirt with detached or at least detachable collar, goggles, hat…. Comfy.
The Auld Grump, the Howie gown went and disappeared on me….
Uh, communication is futile? Too bad it’s not a Star Trek costume ball. Mouse could have gone as a borg. You know, “Resistance is Futile.”
As for the mask, Mouse could hook up a voice box to it. Only he’d be better advised to set it to the latter of mice and man vocal settings.
Methinks Mouse did not think his cunning plan all the way through.
/gonna look for an Eddie the Head mask – you know, Iron Maiden’s lovable zombie mascot
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