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{{comic | {{comic | ||
| number = 2443 | | number = 2443 | ||
− | | date = March | + | | date = March 30, 2021 |
| title = Immune Response | | title = Immune Response | ||
| image = immune_response.png | | image = immune_response.png | ||
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==Explanation== | ==Explanation== | ||
− | + | {{incomplete|Created by a HEROIC IMMUNE CELL. Please mention here why this explanation isn't complete. Do NOT delete this tag too soon.}} | |
+ | Another comic about the COVID-19 vaccine, like [[2425: mRNA Vaccine]]. | ||
− | + | The vaccine is an inactive form of the virus, which the immune system fights as though it were the real thing, thus gaining the knowledge of how to ward off the virus if it ever actually shows up. | |
− | + | In the title text, Cueball starts to give his body a pep talk about how he doesn't care if it wins or loses as long as it doesn't gives up, with the intent of [https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WinOneForTheGipper motivating it enough to win], then remembers if his immune system somehow ''lost'' (to such a weak threat as the vaccine), he would die. So he very much does care that it doesn't lose. | |
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− | In the title text, Cueball | ||
==Transcript== | ==Transcript== | ||
+ | {{incomplete transcript|Do NOT delete this tag too soon.}} | ||
:[Megan is walking toward Cueball, who is holding his arm.] | :[Megan is walking toward Cueball, who is holding his arm.] | ||
:Megan: How you feeling? | :Megan: How you feeling? | ||
:Cueball: Not bad. Tired. A little sore. | :Cueball: Not bad. Tired. A little sore. | ||
− | :[Zoom in on Cueball. He | + | :[Zoom in on Cueball. He puts his arms out.] |
− | :Cueball: I feel bad for my immune system. It doesn't know this isn't a real virus. It must be freaking out. | + | :Cueball: I feel bad for my immune system. It doesn't know this isn't a real virus. It must be freaking out. Hey buddy, don't worry! We're going to be fine. This is just practice! |
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:[Zoom out. Megan gestures at Cueball, as he holds his arm.] | :[Zoom out. Megan gestures at Cueball, as he holds his arm.] | ||
− | :Megan: No, don't tell it | + | :Megan: No, don't tell it that. You '''''want''''' it to panic and build defenses that will be able to handle the real thing. |
− | :Cueball: I guess. | + | :Cueball: I guess. Okay, let me try that again. *ahem* |
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:[Cueball dramatically clutches at his chest.] | :[Cueball dramatically clutches at his chest.] | ||
− | :Cueball: Woe! My arm is stricken by a dreadful plague! | + | :Cueball: Woe! My arm is stricken by a dreadful plague! I feel death draw near! My only hope is those heroic immune cells! |
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:Megan: Perfect. | :Megan: Perfect. | ||
− | :Cueball: | + | :Cueball [small text]: ''Psst - you're doing great! I'm so proud of you.'' |
{{comic discussion}} | {{comic discussion}} | ||
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