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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 23, 2009 0:07:40 GMT -5
"Well, it's the same reason humans eat meat. It's cause it has the nutrients that were needed to survive back in caveman times. Granted, today, it just causes the diabeetus," Chip said, showing astounding knowledge of human history and biology.
"Anyways, I'm gonna get back to work now," Chip said, and after a pause, added, "honey."
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Post by Jilak on Aug 23, 2009 12:11:31 GMT -5
The fact that the murderous creature knew so much about human biology and history was quite, quite unsettling. Mandark felt that the longer he stayed around Chip, the more likely it would be that his brain would be filled with horrifying possibilities and whatnot. And the fact that he got under Mandark's skin so easily could only bring forth one reaction...
Twitch.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 23, 2009 12:15:19 GMT -5
Chip raised an eyebrow at this latest twitch from Mandark. "Honey, you should get that checked out. That can't be healthy, all of that twitching."
This was going exactly as planned, and it was beautiful.
Even if he was making it up as he was going along.
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Post by Jilak on Aug 23, 2009 12:23:51 GMT -5
And that seemed to be all the young genius could take. He felt himself slowly go insane. Felt his mind lock itself. He could no longer see where he was, he could no longer remember WHO he was. He was having a mental breakdown, and there was nothing he could do about it. He could only wait for the wires to reconnect, for the brain to start running again. And then...
...twitch.
The metaphorical wires in his head began to reconnect, yes. But the first thoughts that came to his head, however, were of more recent events. And the most recent events were.... yeah...
The world seemed to fade away as the ASSAULT of thoughts caused him to nearly fall into another brief moment of insanity.
...twitch.
And then he was back, he was in control again, he was able to think coherently now. Breakdowns such as those, he assumed, were common for one of his intellect. Granted he was stroking his ego.
And at this point, he could only bring himself to say one thing.
"...durp."
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 23, 2009 12:37:32 GMT -5
Chip tilted his head. "'Durp?' Honey, are you sure you're okay?"
In fact, he knew exactly what had just happened, and he was barely restraining himself to keep from bursting out laughing. This was absolutely hilarious. This boy was so easy to manipulate too!
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Post by Jilak on Aug 23, 2009 12:45:34 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'm... perfectly fine. And stop calling me 'honey'. Don't you have work to do or... something?" Mandark asked, grimacing.
This almost made him miss Dexter, in fact... almost.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 23, 2009 12:51:34 GMT -5
Chip smiled. "What do you think I've been doing?"
Using his leech sleeves, the alien had stretched his arms over to the computer and had been typing something up the whole time. Still keeping his stretched arms typing, he walked over to Mardark and gave a slight grin. "But we're so deeply in love! Of course I'm going to call you honey! But if you don't like honey... then will sugar-buns work?"
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Post by Jilak on Aug 23, 2009 13:02:49 GMT -5
"...fine, fine, whatever." The boy sighed in defeat. At risk of mental breakdown, he decided to change the subject.
"So, how about the weather on this dimensional island?"
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 23, 2009 13:12:56 GMT -5
Chip's face changed from a smile to a frown. "Why are you changing the subject, sugar buns? Don't you want to talk?" He looked like he was going to cry.
Meanwhile, Chip was uploading all of the information he had made onto a disk. It was about time to deal the final blow to Mandark before he left.
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Post by Jilak on Aug 23, 2009 13:17:02 GMT -5
Bah. Mandark wasn't exactly the type to handle those close to crying well. Even if the person in question had been grinding his gears.
"Tsk, fine, what do you wish to talk about?" Mandark asked.
But he wasn't getting used to the situation. Oh no, not at all. No matter WHAT his lack of twitching said.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 23, 2009 13:26:35 GMT -5
Chip suddenly smirked, pulled the disk out of a drive on Mandark's computer, and snapped his arm back over to his body.
"You'll have something to talk about soon enough," He said. With the arm still at the computer, he hit enter.
Immidiately, flashing red error messages began showing up on the screen of the computer, as well as a very loud alarm.
"I just uploaded a virus to your system that is currently deleting and obliterating every file on your system," Chip said, smirking. "Oh, except a couple files that it'll leave untouched. Those it's sending to that Dexter guy who kept showing up on your harddrive. It's mainly Photoshopped pictures I made of you in sexy lingurie. Have fun~"
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Post by Jilak on Aug 23, 2009 13:30:14 GMT -5
"Wait... WHAT?" And then the boy was dashing to his computer. BAH, today was ending horridly.
"It's okay, it's okay, maybe if I can disconnect my hardware, I can... BAH. I'll get you for this..." Mandark stated through, yet again, gritted teeth.
At least his twitch was gone...
...AND REPLACED WITH THE FROWN OF A THOUSAND CENTURIES.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 23, 2009 13:35:51 GMT -5
Chip looked surprised at this development. "Wow, you're taking this better than I expected. Here's some copies of the pictures I printed out, by the way." He handed the pictures to Mandark, and suddenly saw the frown of a thousand centures.
"Oh. Never mind what I said about taking it well, then."
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Post by Jilak on Aug 23, 2009 13:43:06 GMT -5
No words could describe the feelings of anger Mandark had at this point. He... sorta came up with a response. Kinda.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 23, 2009 13:51:16 GMT -5
Chip clapped his hands. "Now there's an angry response! Good show! Good form!"
He tossed the disk up in the air and caught it again. "I was going to leave, but this is too funny!"
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