The mad science gets underway…
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Apsinthion II: Page Four by Lon Ryden and commissioned by Dr. Faustus of EroticMadScience.com is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.)
…and Nanetta jumps in with both feet.
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Apsinthion II: Page Three by Lon Ryden and commissioned by Dr. Faustus of EroticMadScience.com is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.)
The story continues. Moira reflects, Corwin pontificates, and Nanetta…
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Apsinthion II: Page Two by Lon Ryden and commissioned by Dr. Faustus of EroticMadScience.com is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.)
It’s a great pleasure to be able to present another short comics series, this time adapted from The Apsinthion Protocol. Over the next five days we follow Nanetta Rector on her (impliedly) second trip through Professor Corwin’s Apsinthion device, and even get to follow some of her thoughts through the process. She’s supported in this curious enterprise by her friend and roomate Moira Weir and Corwin’s assistant Li Anwei. Orgasmic dissolution…For Science!
The artist here is Lon Ryden, whose work on Penelope Pornstarr we’ve seen before here at Erotic Mad Science. I’m impressed with Lon’s work on this brief bit of adapted script and hope you are too. Here is Page One.
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Apsinthion II: Page One by Lon Ryden and commissioned by Dr. Faustus of EroticMadScience.com is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.)
If you like Lon’s work, I strongly encourage you to visit his site here and his DeviantArt page here.
Those of you who have read Invisible Girl, Heroine know that at the end Maureen Creel plays a Xanatos Gambit against mad scientist Strangeways, which involves the intersection of (1) Maureen’s invisibility tech, (2) Strangeways’s “golden membrane” sex machine, (3) the fiendish device known as a micromachine quantum resonator and (4) a dangerously-powerful aphrodisiac. (I hope this summary will encourage those of you who haven’t yet read Invisible Girl, Heroine to at least consider doing so.) The gambit plays out with the following exchange:
MAUREEN
Well I am right on the edge of the biggest fecking orgasm I will ever have…uh…uh…and I can’t hold back much more…uh…so let’s find out just how much power I have..uh.uuh..whether its true that radius…increases monotonically with the force of the orgasm. …ah..ah…ah…
CLOSE-UP – STRANGEWAYS’S FACE
Stgrangeways’s face is grinning broadly, but suddenly shifts to a horrified expression.
STRANGEWAYS
No! Stop! Stop the ma…
Well now you don’t have to just imagine the scene, because 3D artist KristinF, whose work has been featured here recently, has rendered a version of it for you, right at the critical moment.
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Maureen in the Machine by KristinF and commissioned by Dr. Faustus of EroticMadScience.com is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.)
And I must say I really like what’s been done here, not just with the mad-lab and the gilding, but with the facial expressions: Maureen on the point of ecstasy, and Strangeways at the point of realizing that something is about to go very, very wrong.
I hope to see more of this in the future, and hope you all do as well.
We don’t see a whole lot of guys in sex machines, sadly, but diligent searching will turn up a few. Consider this strapping fellow in the “orgasmatron pleasurizer milker,” which is very mad science, right down to the figure in the background.
Found in the Franco picture gallery.
You can see another example of a guy in a sex machine at this post at Samantha de Savory’s blog, part of a sci-fi version of…how shall I put this…part of the Tiresias legend.
Or that at least is how this particular tube-girlish device is identified at a now closed blog associated with artist Rik Rawling (who has a new cool blog).
Though I fear I don’t know much provenance beyond that. Meanwhile, someone somewhere else on the web was offering a different interpretation (not endorsed by me!).
…the trope played with in the initial Iris Brockman Study Abroad story turns out to be a lot older than I realized when I wrote it.
(Gerard David c. 1460 – 1528, Zwei Legenden vom heiligen Nikolaus c. 1500. Found here.)
No, this is not an artistic precognition of a certain unpleasantness that has recently dogged a certain global religious organization. Rather, it’s a painting about a miracle story involving St. Nicholas, recently invoked by psychologist Jesse Bering (whose intriguing writing on sex I blogged about at ErosBlog a little while back) in a column in Slate about cannibalism. The story, in Bering’s retelling:
The boys had been killed by a butcher, you see, and their carcasses were salting in a makeshift vat awaiting ingestion by famished townspeople. Fortunately, that most notorious child-lover himself, St. Nicholas, just happened to be passing through town when he caught wind of the boy-eating scandal and resurrected the lads in the tub.
Okay, I guess no one had actually gotten around to eating these tender and tasty-looking lads. Still, close enough given that it’s religion and all. Well done, Saint-guy!
Over at the site Fooyah Entertainment a page that will I think be of interest to thaumatophiles, to wit their rundown of the best fatal orgasms in science fiction, complete with pix and video: “Coital Coronaries and Sexecutions.”
The pic above is, I believe, from a series called Torchwood.
I can be hope that someday a Gnosis College story might appear in a similar future rundown…
Following up a lead at i09.com (source of all sorts of awesomeness) I took a look at the first volume of the anime Angel Core, an example of erotic mad science at work. A very literal example thereof, for the most part.
The first episode is some thirty minutes, but I must confess I extracted the purchase price in the first sixty seconds or so. An evil “United Empire” is drafting pretty girls into a very sinister scheme. I mean, it must be sinister, because they all dress like Nazis, which shows that perhaps this anime has a strong Nazisploitation pedigree:
Yes, mad science is making people into weapons for a nasty military regime. Perhaps not an unfamiliar theme if you’ve read Fullmetal Alchemist. This is a bit different, however. Fullmetal Altchemist has a vast cast of richly-realized characters embedded in a web of deep, complex human relationships in a highly-detailed fictional world. Angel Core has lots of gratuitous nudity and sex. Also tube girls, of course.
The aim of all this tubey naked stuff is to extract some sort of glowey blue sphere which is used (I think) to power/animate giant killer robots.
The maturation of the sphere requires the girls to have lots and lots and lots of sex. Because that’s the way things like that always work, no?
It is a measure of my own perversion that after the sixty feverish seconds of mad science exposition at the start that I found myself fast-forwarding — yet again! — past lots of sex scenes that didn’t really interest me that much. At least we got confirmation that our heroines are girls in peril with the glowey blue sphere thingy inside of them.
Please, animators, more mad science! (You can at least catch some video over at io9.)