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A cereal box containing fairly ordinary cereal, much like cereal you've seen several times before, with some pieces reminding you of specific bits of cereal you've encountered in the past. The big selling point of this cereal though is that every piece is 3D.
Parabolic 3D projector
http://www.absolute...Parabolic_reflector [MisterQED, Jul 06 2010]
Ozric Tentacles
http://www.ozrics.com/ Also Malcolm Segments, Desmond Whisps, and Gordon Lumps [pocmloc, Jul 06 2010]
Unobtanium
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unobtainium It has many uses [kaz, Jul 07 2010]
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Will there be a small plastic model in the box too, or will it all be done with CGI ? |
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What you need is a large parabolic mirror bowls that project 3D images above the rim. (link) then place your cereal bowl inside it. Then all you need is a very weird spoon to reach in and eat the cereal with. |
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I'd like a 2D version of this, that comes with 3D glasses. |
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I'd like a 2D version of this, that doesn't come with 3D glasses, is about 3 quid cheaper, and is just as tasty. |
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Those are called Corn Flakes. |
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No! I don't want Corn Flakes. I'm envisioning something that can ride on the back of the success "Avatar: The breakfast cereal (in 3D)", just without the 3D bit. Same hype, same demographic - but only eaten by those that found the 3D version out of stock, suffer from motion sickness when eating in 3D, or want the Avatar: Tbc experience without paying for the extra money-for-old-rope. |
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I'm still buying it for the unique selling point - it's just that I am somehow experiencing it vicariously. It's *definitely* not just Corn Flakes... |
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Makes me wonder what the smurfs ate for breakfast. |
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@RayfordSteele Smurfberries. |
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Ah, that's right. Smurfberries = unobtanium. |
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// a rework of Wizard of Oz // |
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Yes, except there was no scarecrow, lion, tin man, munchkins, witches, wizard, emerald city or tornado, the heroine wasn't called Dorothy, there was no dog, and it didn't start in Kansas. |
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Apart from that, it was totally identical. |
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No. We may be an evil hegemonising multispecies swarm bent on enslaving all intelligent life forms, but we do have SOME standards ... |
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Flying monkeys, 8th of 7, you forgot the fucking
flying monkeys. Geesh, get it right, or don't get it
at all. |
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There were those flying lizard things - once someone, at some time describes them as "my pretties" the whole Lizard/Monkey thing becomes trivial. |
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Point of order - the monkeys aren't just any old flying monkeys, they are "wing-ed monkeys". Ruled by Mickey Dolenz. |
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And the Ruby Slippers. Don't forget them either.
The whole cereal should just be a holographic projection, hippo. Shiny and attractive on the outside but, when you come to eat it, you find that there is no substance at all. |
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Footware fabricated from corundum crystal is likely to be overly rigid and brittle for practical wear ... |
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... but give a hell of a kick to the knackers. |
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Small black light LED's inside the lip of the box cause the dayglow colored cereal to appear to jump out at you when you lift the lid. |
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Thanks for that link [pocmloc], I shall spend the rest of the working day listening to the Ozrics and pretending that I'm f**ked out of my tree in a field somewhere. Which I'm sure will help my productivity no end. |
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That was how the future was supposed to feel. Turns out it feels very tiring and a little damp. |
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[DrBob], when you go to eat it, remember that "There is no spoon". |
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Ah! Must be time to do the washing up again. |
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"These aren't the spoons you're looking for..." |
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People will enjoy this cereal so much that they will hope it outlasts their insatiable hunger all the while salivating in anticipation of the next climactic bite sequence. |
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This is becoming a rather long-running cereal. |
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Rather disconcerting to be sitting there, actively engaged in consuming and digesting, knowing that there are monstrous floating rocks above my head... and yet, I feel a strange connectedness to all of these flakes... It is almost like I am one of these flakes! (although that does lead to a sub-text going on in my cerebral cortex involving the cannibalistic nature of eating all the other flakes) No matter! That's it then! I shall add my [+] to the Bun-yan tree! |
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