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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 22:06:19 GMT -5
And twitch he did. Old things were brought back to his mind. The look in her eyes, the naive youth, it was all too... too familiar. The pigtails weren't helpful, either.
Nor was the clothing choice. Or... okay, let's just say that the similarities made Mandark hella uncomfortable, alright? And she was unstable... didn't seem used to standing, for that matter.
Then again, she WAS rather new to standing... and EXISTING...
"You... I... what?" This was all Mandark could say for quite some time. He could only continue his twitching and staring.
"I... you... what?" Ooooh, variation on his end. Still, this was pretty much ALL he could say.
And then he found something else to say. Or rather, ask.
"Who ARE you?"
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 22:10:09 GMT -5
The girl wobbled a bit as she tried to turn to the voice. She managed to catch herself. Well, somewhat. She fell to her knees, wincing at the unexpected pain. Oddly enough, it seemed to jolt her form into some kind of solidity. She winced a few more seconds before turning to Mandark.
"Ai.. aye.. I.." she shook her head. The words weren't coming out quite right. As for the voice... it was calmer, but it too was eerily similar. Said similar's voice actress could have done it, "Uh, mandarkone bot dot ex." She seemed rather pleased she got it out.
She blinked several times, waiting for the boy's reaction.
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 22:19:41 GMT -5
"...I... you..." Mandark was stuck stammering again. Now the VOICE was eerily similar. Much more calm, mind you, but still. This was reaching levels of 'I'm walking away veeeery slowly now'.
"You... do you know your creator?" There was a point behind that, actually.
"Alright, don't panic Mandark... if she doesn't know YOU created/cloned her, you can always say it was Dexter, or even Zero. Yes, that could work, it's so BRILLIANT." Woo, internal dialogue mixed with twitching.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 22:21:38 GMT -5
The girl opened her mouth, and then closed it. She seemed to be thinking. Then she reacted. It was almost like you could see the lightbulb go off above her head. It was accompanied by a form flicker.
"You!" followed by a HUGE grin. We're talking ear to ear, "Mandark!"
Yeah, the silly grin wasn't fading. She got to her feet and waved her arms wildly, trying not to faceplant.
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 22:39:25 GMT -5
Mandark was about to get his eye twitch 'thang' on, but then there was an odd... beeping. He turned to his computer screen. "<Sir, it would appear that camera five has picked up a photo.>" His screen hummed in that oddly feminine voice of it's. "Bring it onscreen." Mandark stated, still recovering from shock at his immense failure. What he saw was what appeared to be an orange-haired youth being bludgeoned by what appeared to be Zero. "...delete file." "<Are you sure?>" "Yes, I'm sure. Not like it has anything important on it, anyway." Mandark stated, turning back to 'Mandark Bot One Dot Ex'. "Yes, well... do you... know the extents of what you can do?" Mandark questioned. Yes. He was trying to avoid the awkwardness of having Dee Dee-clone instead of Zero-Clone. Can you BLAME the guy? |
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 22:42:55 GMT -5
"Not... really. Um... should I? I wish I could answer..." she looked around, "Um.... Oh, who's that?"
The virus girl pointed at Zero on the screen seconds before it vanished. She kept her hand in a pointing position, but with the image gone she turned her focus back to Mandark.
She came across as such a little kid. Well, the fact that she was speaking this well and being newborn? She was doing pretty good.
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 22:51:06 GMT -5
"Oh, that? That was just your... brother. Zero Nada." Mandark responded.
"I... suppose that would make you One, then?" Mandark chuckled to himself. Math puns were FUN.
So yes. As the situation stood, Mandark would be lucky if he was still able to twitch after all the rapid fire 'o_0' twitching he had going on there.
Oh hey look. A short post.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 22:56:03 GMT -5
"Brother? Uh... I... programs have siblings?"
She cocked her head to the side. It was amazingly cute, made only cuter by her innocent eyes and the way her pigtails waved. For someone who liked Dee Dee, it could very well cause a fanboy moment.
No response to the pun, she was still trying to figure out how she had a "brother". And still looking puppy dog fanboy inciting adorable.
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:01:18 GMT -5
So apparently even boy geniuses could get nosebleeds. Mandark would have to remember that in the future. He quickly covered his nose with his cape. It would have looked all dark, mysterious, and evil, had it not been for the fact that his bright red face ruined the illusion...
"Er, well... you were created using a bit of his DNA, see." Mandark responded, trying to regain his composure.
Dear LORD it was a good thing she wasn't one of those programs that called their creator 'master'. Mandark couldn't have handled it. Not. At. All.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:04:19 GMT -5
The... well, in lack of blood let's say color.... it drained from her face. Her form began flickering rather wildly. She turned away and had to wave her arms from falling down. Why was rather unclear. But the form seemed to be having some major stability issues.
She seemed to be going into some form of hyperventilation now, too...
(OOC: Blood. XD)
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:07:17 GMT -5
At the very least, his nose was clean of blood at this point... it was obviously too late, mind you. Still.
"Dear LORD, what's wrong? Is your data breaking down? Is the coding too unstable? Should I go get someone else to handle this?!" Mandark questioned, getting up from his chair as quickly as possible.
Keeping his distance from her, of course. Didn't need any more awkward moments. However, today wasn't Mandark's day, so there would probably be another VEEERY soon.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:09:51 GMT -5
"Blood..." with a shudder she managed to restabalize, "I hate... that thing. She shook her head, "I don't even like saying it."
She turned back towards Mandark and saw he was concerned. Her face absolutely lit up, "Oh wow! You're worried? Thanks!"
Okay, seriously. She was outdoing a basket of puppies to people who didn't like Dee Dee. She took a step towards Mandark before pausing. His stance had suddenly become apphrensive...
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:12:43 GMT -5
"It's... no problem at all. Really, don't mention it." Mandark responded, backing against his computer, basically.
There was really nothing more he could say. He was being apprehensive, yeah. It wasn't that he... disliked her, no, not at all. It was that she reminded him TOO MUCH of Dee Dee for comfort. Perhaps she'd merged with some of the Dee Dee files?
"So, uh, I'll try not to get too much of that... 'stuff' near you in the future."
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:14:36 GMT -5
"Are you okay....? Omigosh, did I do something wrong?"
And now her expression looked like you'd KICKED said basket of puppies. Her eyes were totally watering as she held up her hands to her face.
(OOC: Short post. XD But I'm evil.)
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:18:18 GMT -5
"What? No... you... I... no, no, don't cry! Don't... computer systems can cry-please don't cry!" Mandark managed to get out, moving SLIGHTLY forward from his computer. Not EXTREMELY forward, mind you, but... he was at least trying to stand less apprehensively.
And so the similarities continued. I swear, if Mandark wasn't careful, he might find himself falling in love with a computer program. Poor, misguided, genius.
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