T-Rex: It was an era of Invention, of impossibilities made manifest by men and women of Science. It was the year 1955, nearly a century ahead of our current moment!
T-Rex: And Messr. Hrab, natural philosopher and physician, had concluded his morning toilette!
T-Rex: His room was a shambles: his drapery dusty, his carpetry tracked with the filth of out-of-doors. But it vexed him not a whit, for his whiskers raised in a grin as Hrab readied his latest merry invention! He'd lately theorized the heavenly firmament was neither solid nor filled with matter, but rather its exact opposite: a strange, ghastly lack of substance he christened... "vacuum."
Utahraptor: Surely this Hrab shan't rob the very gods themselves to acquire this "vacuum"?!
T-Rex: He shan't!
T-Rex: By moving minute "electric ions" through an especially-designed engine, he could summon some measure of "vacuum" here on Earth! His extraordinary machine kept it safely contained, but by manipulating a small aperture on his device, the force of vacuum could be DIRECTED to great advantage!
T-Rex: Soon the filth, drawn by the device's unearthly force, flew INTO the aperture - where it was held as surely as a bottled wraith!
Off panel: Good heavens!!
T-Rex: Right??
T-Rex: *sigh*
T-Rex: I just think vacuums are neat
