"Everyone has secrets. Everyone but you."
— Trox, General of Destruction, flavor text for "Scheming Hands"
, Duel Masters TCG
, Duel Masters TCGThe Doctor: Anyway, they put me under one of these mind probes things, you see, and tried to get me to tell them where I was going. So, I said I was on my way to meet a giant rabbit, a pink elephant and a purple horse with yellow spots.
Jo: What happened?
The Doctor: Well, the poor old machine just couldn't believe it, had a nervous breakdown.
Jo: And then what happened?
The Doctor: Well, they put me under another one of these mind probe things and the same thing happened.
Jo: But you weren't telling the truth. I mean, you weren't really going to meet a giant rabbit, a pink elephant and a... what was it?
The Doctor: A purple horse with yellow spots. Yes, I was. You see, they were all delegates for the third Intergalactic Peace Conference.
Jo: How did you get away from these things?
The Doctor: Well they had to turn me loose eventually.
Jo: Why?
The Doctor: They ran out of mind probes.
Jo: What happened?
The Doctor: Well, the poor old machine just couldn't believe it, had a nervous breakdown.
Jo: And then what happened?
The Doctor: Well, they put me under another one of these mind probe things and the same thing happened.
Jo: But you weren't telling the truth. I mean, you weren't really going to meet a giant rabbit, a pink elephant and a... what was it?
The Doctor: A purple horse with yellow spots. Yes, I was. You see, they were all delegates for the third Intergalactic Peace Conference.
Jo: How did you get away from these things?
The Doctor: Well they had to turn me loose eventually.
Jo: Why?
The Doctor: They ran out of mind probes.
Kro'ka: I see you are awake, Doctor. Flee into a trance if you will, it shall avail you nothing. For I have the Mind Blast.
The Doctor: (with extra thick sarcasm) Oh, dear. "The Mind Blast." Really?
Kro'ka: (scoffs) You will soon stop laughing.
The Doctor: (chuckles) I'm not laughing! (angrily) I'm sneering! A distinction perhaps too subtle for you? Honestly, Kro'ka, don't you lot have a file on me? I've lost count of the number of Mind Shredders, Mind Graders, Mind Peelers, Mind Scramblers, Mind Boilers, and all the other types of Mind Devices with cooking program names that have been tried on me. You're not dealing with an amateur here.
Kro'ka: You will find the Mind Blast to be quite different.
The Doctor: (exasperated) They all say that.
The Doctor: (with extra thick sarcasm) Oh, dear. "The Mind Blast." Really?
Kro'ka: (scoffs) You will soon stop laughing.
The Doctor: (chuckles) I'm not laughing! (angrily) I'm sneering! A distinction perhaps too subtle for you? Honestly, Kro'ka, don't you lot have a file on me? I've lost count of the number of Mind Shredders, Mind Graders, Mind Peelers, Mind Scramblers, Mind Boilers, and all the other types of Mind Devices with cooking program names that have been tried on me. You're not dealing with an amateur here.
Kro'ka: You will find the Mind Blast to be quite different.
The Doctor: (exasperated) They all say that.
That had led Desaad down the right track. For tortures of the mind can be even worse than tortures of the body, and Apokolips has mind-probers aplenty.
"There's Havent Kum!" whispered B'Elannarella, pointing off to one side. The former foremost ensign was being forced to endure the evil attentions of the Siamese Delaney Twins of Stella Five, who were using some kind of brain probe on him. According to the orifice in which the probe was being inserted, Havent's brains were in his ass.
— B'Elannarella
