Room 307, Monday Evening
Sep. 17th, 2012 07:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dollpocalypseSo Topher's room was what one might call 'aggressively unclean' at this point, and the extremely hyper and curious robot puppy running around was probably not helping matters. However, Topher had a very good cleaning strategy to prepare for coding funtimes with Victor: kicking the majority of his stuff under his desk, into the closet, or over towards the other side of the room. It was such a great strategy, he couldn't believe no one had ever thought of it before!
Once that was taken care of, he removed his drawer of inappropriate starches from his closet and placed it beside his desk for optimal snacking, set Broca II the robot puppy on his bed to "nap," and then settled at his desk and began looking up ELIZA applications to play with. Whee, coding!
[[open, expecting one!]]
Once that was taken care of, he removed his drawer of inappropriate starches from his closet and placed it beside his desk for optimal snacking, set Broca II the robot puppy on his bed to "nap," and then settled at his desk and began looking up ELIZA applications to play with. Whee, coding!
[[open, expecting one!]]
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Date: 2012-09-18 12:20 am (UTC)"Dude, is that a robot dog?" he asked, tentatively reaching to touch it.
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Date: 2012-09-18 12:27 am (UTC)"It is!" he confirmed brightly. "His name's Broca II. I made him... yesterday? Yes. Yesterday. He's sort of awesome."
Broca II, for his part, was waking up from his nap and happily greeting Victor by trying to climb into his hand, so, yes. He was awesome.
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Date: 2012-09-18 12:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 12:46 am (UTC)Or maybe just a normal thought that was most likely going to be rejected. Probably that one.
"Ohhh, dude, do you want one?" he asked. "I mean, I'm telling you right now, there has never been anything more awesome than an android with a robot puppy sidekick. Supervillains would, like, line up around the block to get their asses kicked by you."
This was unlikely.
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Date: 2012-09-18 12:55 am (UTC)Give Victor a second. Sometimes there just weren't words.
"I think I'm fine without one?" he said. "I mean, he's awesome, but I'm not sure I'd want to drag a dog into fights, you know? Kind of not fair to the dog."
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Date: 2012-09-18 12:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 01:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 01:21 am (UTC)"Does that mean you wouldn't have okayed it if you'd been around?" What, he was curious.
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Date: 2012-09-18 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 01:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 01:43 am (UTC)Because that's what would totally strike fear into the hearts of evildoers. An attack penguin.
"Maybe a goat."
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Date: 2012-09-18 01:48 am (UTC)Cabrón had made an impression, it seemed.
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Date: 2012-09-18 01:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 02:03 am (UTC)Jokingly. That should be very clear.
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Date: 2012-09-18 02:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 02:13 am (UTC)The main lesson here was that Topher needed to expand his universe of potential gift-giving options.
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Date: 2012-09-18 02:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 02:27 am (UTC)"Serves coffee, mostly," Topher said. "Also breakfast. Which was a thing because otherwise Tony eats, like, twice a week. And I think it had a sprinker system?"
He shrugged.
"An attack goat would take way more time."
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Date: 2012-09-18 01:18 am (UTC)"Topher?" Dave asked, holding the cup by his mouth just in case he felt the need to unleash a spit-take, apparently. "Is that a robot dog?"
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Date: 2012-09-18 01:23 am (UTC)Broca II wagged his mechanical tail at Dave happily.
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Date: 2012-09-18 01:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 01:33 am (UTC)Maybe he could pull this off? Even he wasn't sure.
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Date: 2012-09-18 01:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 01:36 am (UTC)Damn Dave's above-average human intelligence.
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Date: 2012-09-18 01:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 01:49 am (UTC)...
Oh, Dave, did you think he was going to go on? Nope. That was the end of the story.
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Date: 2012-09-18 02:00 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-09-18 02:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 02:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 02:28 am (UTC)JUST LOOK AT HIM, DAVE. LOOK AT HOW MUCH HE WANTED TO BE YOUR FRIEND.
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Date: 2012-09-18 02:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 02:39 am (UTC)"You know he's made out of metal, right?"
GASP, DAVE. GASP.
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Date: 2012-09-18 02:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-18 02:53 am (UTC)"It's like you're an alien!" he declared. It was not like that at all. "But a human-looking one without any powers."
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Date: 2012-09-18 03:01 am (UTC)no subject
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