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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:21:53 GMT -5
The girl nodded quickly, using her long sleeves to wipe the bit of moisture that had accumulated away, "S-sorry. I... um... didn't know I had emotions... Um..."
Actually, she'd totally just tripped her own thought processes. Computer pun completely intended. She took a few breaths in. Not really cause she needed to breath. More a matter of Mandark was so her systems figured she needed to. She looked around, "Uh... what am I supposed to do?"
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:24:17 GMT -5
"You... uh..." To be honest, Mandark hadn't thought it out that far. With how... emotional she seemed to be, it may be a good idea NOT to start with his fellow boy genius's computer. Better not to totally lose her to the enemy.
"You could... find the city's main power grid and attempt to shut everything other than my systems down so the citizens have to come to me for energy and such?"
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:26:49 GMT -5
"I... I'm not sure how to do that. I can try... Except I'm not really sure how to get in the computer... I mean.... um...."
Poor girl was trying to find the words. She was a little worried she'd upset Mandark again. She had already decided she didn't like seeing him upset. She scratched her head. The instant she'd thought about taking her viral form, she'd felt her human one solidify. Was that normal?
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:30:46 GMT -5
"...well, that's... okay, then. You could... find a place to... you have emotions, but... do you sleep or anything? If so, you could always... set up a place to do that, I suppose." A vein in Mandark's forehead appeared. He managed to restrain himself from yelling, however. Mostly because he didn't want to see her cry again...
...and because he wasn't good at yelling at females that weren't his mother.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:32:57 GMT -5
She shook her head, "No, I don't. Think anyhow... I kind of just woke up so even if I did I don't think I'd need to. Uh... hey, do you have a kitchen? I wanna try cooking something..."
This was a very bad idea. But Mandark wouldn't know that. Why is it a bad idea? Knives. Fire. Chaos. 'nuff said.
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:35:16 GMT -5
"Yes, I do, actually. It's downstairs." He handed her a small... well, it looked like a business card.
"Hand this to the robot at the stove, or he will destroy you."
The fact that Mandark could say it so CALMLY had to be unsettling...
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:37:59 GMT -5
"Oh. Thanks!" she was back to beaming. Okay, not only emotions. But mood swings too. Goodie.
She ran downstairs. A few minutes later there were sounds of crashing. Not good sounds either... Oh dear.
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:42:15 GMT -5
Mandark paused for a minute, eye twitching of course. He stared at his computer screen, an otherwise blank expression on his face. And then he slammed his head down on his keyboard.
"Why? Why meeee?" Mandark questioned silently. He didn't know how good her ears were. It would be best not to speak louder than he was.
"Why must I be put through this torture? Whyyyyy?"
'Perhaps it's because you're a bad perso-'
"Silence, computer."
'Yes sir.'
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:44:16 GMT -5
There was a light tapping on the door to the upstairs room. It was hardly audible, "Um... Mandark." The virus' voice... rather meek too.
From the other side of the door, she looked down at the robot head in her hand. And made a mental note. Robots don't take blows upside the head with frying pans very well...
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:46:17 GMT -5
"...you forgot to give him the card, he attacked, and then you destroyed him, didn't you? It's... it's okay. Just... toss his head in that pile over there. Hey, it only took me 23 hours to create a robot with the ability to destroy AND cook. Only 23 hours to basically make a butler. It's ooookaaaay." Mandark stated, creepy smile on his face.
He was more trying to convince himself than her, really.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:47:59 GMT -5
"Um... I did. But it kind of started twitching.... and going haywire... and... um... I grabbed the first thing I saw..."
She was blushing a bit from embarassment. She really hadn't meant to destroy the robot. Totally unaware that by walking into the room she had destroyed it.
Hey, cut her some slack. Living Virus. Computers. Remember?
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:50:26 GMT -5
"Right. It probably went haywire because of your nature of programming. It's not your fault. It's MINE." Mandark responded, still slamming his head on his keyboard.
'Don't hurt yourself. You may need those two remaining brain cells in the future.'
"Don't make me dismantle you."
'Right, sorry. You set me up for that one, however.'
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:53:00 GMT -5
The girl leaned to the side a bit. Was... headbanging normal? Mandark had a lump on his head. Then she heard the computer and got angry face. Okay, she's too cute to do angry face. But she tried as she placed her hands on her waist, "Hey, don't be mean to him!"
Oh goodie. Now his programs were arguing with each other. This was such a very good day for the poor genius. If Dexter got wind of this he might find it hilarious. Well, until he saw what the virus looked like. Then he might develop Chronic Twitchitis as well.
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Post by Jilak on Aug 29, 2009 23:55:45 GMT -5
"Yes, well... you've only been 'alive' a day and I already like you more than Computer over here." Mandark mumbled.
'I'll be mean to 'boy genius' over here if I feel like it! Mandark! Your hair is stupid, like your MIND. You fail various times, your LARGEST one being getting... THIS instead of perfect clone. And your name makes me CRINGE.'
Oh yeah. Giving a personality chip to a computer? BAD IDEA.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 29, 2009 23:58:03 GMT -5
"Oooohhh!" The girl said. You know, those cutesy "I'm to cute to really scream but I'm trying to sound mad anyways?" things. Yeah.
And then she burst into data and flew into the computer. Which quickly began going haywire. She was aiming for the personality module... and hitting everything but. The virus system... well, Mandark hadn't really set it up to allow her presence... so yeah... problem. BIG problem.
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