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*Very bad movie russian accent*
In bag, YOU surveil National Security Agency.

Kinky.

*Smacks Prospero gently with a wet stick of celery*

*Eats celery*
I'm hungry, anyone want me to fax them some apple juice while I'm in my fridge?

You could bounce me a yoghurt off the ionosphere while you're there, if you've properly adjusted your trebuchet

I think that will just make a fiery mess.

On the contrary; I believe it would freeze everything within a 2-mile radius.

No, no, I think you are confusing the effects of Yogurt and tzatziki.

mmm... mango.

This thread needs more dakka

How come when in a space film or tv show, when someone uses a universal translator, the people they translate into English have perfect lip sync?

There's a small holographic matrix embedded in the comm badges that projects a hologram over the lips of the speaker and syncs them up to the English to prevent the listener from being confused.

Common pranks include adding a small delay for the authentic badly-dubbed movie experience.

Actually, universal translators are all scams; what's actually happening is that everyone who doesn't speak English is paid by the space mafia to speak gibberish unless a universal translator is used.

Keab42 wrote:There's a small holographic matrix embedded in the comm badges that projects a hologram over the lips of the speaker and syncs them up to the English to prevent the listener from being confused.

Common pranks include adding a small delay for the authentic badly-dubbed movie experience.

An excellent in-universe answer that has no place whatsoever in the Bag.

Robo4900 wrote:Actually, universal translators are all scams; what's actually happening is that everyone who doesn't speak English is paid by the space mafia to speak gibberish unless a universal translator is used.

Now THAT'S what I'm talking about.

Did somebody order one of these?

I did!

But it took 37 minutes to get here, so it's free. Did you at least remember the garlic knobs?

What is this about garlic penises?

*start throwing whole strings of garlic at Prospero*

The Miranda-class is mine. I have plans on how I can explore outside the bag.

And with these words, I forever banish thee into the bag, Elomin; "THESE WORDS!"

... Okay, wrong spell. I appear to have summoned a lemon drizzle cake. Anyone want a slice?

None of you understand my greatness.

I can turn. The Bag. INSIDE-OUT.

By god! It's full of stars!

...and sewage. By god, that's a lot of sewage.

My bad, I never should have bought that sushi from the guy living under the bridge

I'd recommend his kebabs instead.