Room 307, Monday Evening
Sep. 17th, 2012 07:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So 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 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 02:39 am (UTC)"You know he's made out of metal, right?"
GASP, DAVE. GASP.
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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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