As The Mistress
Rani commands :
The Queen B**** :
I need The Chemical.
The only source is
the human brain.
There's only a minute
amount in each brain.
Uncle Abanazzer :
How does extracting this
make humans more aggressive?
…I'll not ask again.
The Queen B**** :
…..Because without
that chemical,
The Brain cannot rest.
Uncle Abanazzer :
Ah, now I understand;
You need it for your aliens
on Miasimia Goria —
I dropped in on your little
domain before
following you here.
Chaos.
Complete mayhem.
What went wrong?
The Queen B**** :
‘Wrong’? Who said
anything went Wrong?
[Which is The Charles
Manson Defence]
Uncle Abanazzer :
Well, you rule there absolutely.
I assume one of
your little schemes
didn't turn out quite
as you expected.
The Queen B**** :
A small matter.
In the process of heightening
the awareness of my aliens,
I lowered their ability
to sleep. They became —
Uncle Abanazzer :
Difficult to Control.
On the other hand, with this and
the impregnated parasites, their talents are
yours to command.
Oh, such power….
