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Post by Tikoaztite on Feb 1, 2016 20:06:16 GMT -6
"You say that as if there's a problem with that." Father chuckled slightly, resting his chin on his hand. "Then again... That last sentence did come from a man who's been calling himself 'Father' since farther than he can remember." "Detective work?" Neon tilted his head slightly, before letting a quiet, mischievous cackle leave him. "Well, I guess us two'll have to be as identical as possible! That just makes it even more fun, amirite?"\ Xenon nodded at Neon's comment, before he chuckled slightly and turned in Wil's general direction. His grin soon went from twisted to mischievous. "We'll be sure to make him one of our targets, ain't that right, bro'mine?"
"Of course it is!"Graphite nodded slightly, rubbing the back of her neck slightly. "I guess. Never thought of it that way, though." She wrote, nodding a bit. "Uh.... Nice... Shades? Sorry, I'm not really the most interesting of people..." Carbon rubbed the back of his neck and gave a nervous chuckle, inching slightly away from the other android (who might I mention being a platinum blonde wearing really dark shades kinda reminds me of Dave Strider from Homestuck) ((this guy: he ends up almost getting hanged by a deformed homicidal yandere composer who spends all his time underneath an opera house hOW F UN I swear if the gradient I did for Neon and Xenon's part doesn't work I s WEAR TO GOD))
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Post by Kor on Feb 2, 2016 13:21:33 GMT -6
Ollie gestures vaguely. "I mean, I'm a 50-year-old man, I'm single and gay, and these are robots, not children. I know Josef liked being called a dad, though. He always wanted kids. Too bad he's, uh... Yeah, he'd definitely be with you with this children thing." Coby folds his arms and shrugs a shoulder.
Basil smiles a bit. She hadn't said one lie throughout that spiel, but she knew that if they went for Wil, they'd get Coby out for revenge, which means they'd get Leo out for revenge, and Basil would get herself involved somehow through all of that. "Knock yourselves out, boys. Try not to get me caught in the collateral and I'll be your informants. I got dirt."
Raoul chuckles. "Sorry, I don't know if that was impolite or not."
Decaire shifts uncomfortably and adjusts the glasses. "Umm.... Thank you, I guess. And don't worry about it, I really don't care." He shifts again. He was outside his zone and it was obvious.
Ok but like in the musical 2 of them got hung I couldnt tell anyone apart I MIGHT know who this is
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Post by Tikoaztite on Feb 14, 2016 20:17:17 GMT -6
"Sorry for your loss," Father responded near-instantly. "Either way...They're still my children. Heh.. Probably would cause me just as many sleepless nights if they weren't androids, from what I've heard about child raising."
"No promises there~" The twins chuckled in unison, before they ran up to Wil and grabbed one arm each- Neon grabbing hold of his left and Xenon holding his right. "You're coming with us!" Neon stated, and both of them took off running, dragging the much taller android along with them. "C'mon-C'mon--!" Xenon added on, before the two of them stopped several feet away from the rest.
"It's fine, I'm not offended." Graphite rubbed the back of her neck before writing again, flashing a semi-nervous smile Raoul's way. (Is it just me who's begun shipping this or- what would the ship name be?)
"You're... welcome. I think. And it's nice to know you don't mind my awkwardness." Carbon picked at his shirt collar- a nervous tic of his- and looked off to one of the building's walls, thinking of what to say.
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Post by Kor on Feb 14, 2016 20:34:42 GMT -6
"He's not dead," amends Ollie. "But, I mean, thank you anyways." He nods and smiles and gives another breath chuckle and puts his hand back on Coby's shoulder. "This one was a handful when he was small, it's a shame I didn't have much help. Honestly, he's still a handful now." "Hey," mutters Coby, then spins around to Neon and Xenon after Wil cries out. "HEY! WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!" He spins towards Father. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE THEY DOING!?" Wil writhed against them but couldn't break free, voice high and panicked.. "Let me go! What are you doing?" Basil watched with newfound uncertainty but just scratched her head and turned her tablet back on.
"That's good," he breathes, cracking a few of his knuckles. His hands were badly callused and the fingers looked a bit out of shape. He breathes into them to warm here and frowns slightly. "Is it just me or is it really cold in here?" (graphoul.... it's even better if you pronounce it grap-howl... graph-owl...)
Decaire was almost - almost - relieved when Basil started walking over. When she spoke, she kept her eyes on her tablet, but was speaking to Carbon. "Hey, you. What can you tell me about those two? The weird ones with the hair." "You had a full conversation without learning their names?" "Shut up, CT. You have your biz I have mine."
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Post by Tikoaztite on Feb 14, 2016 21:16:19 GMT -6
Below his veil, Father's eyes widened quite a bit. "Oh-- Most likely just really interested in him. I can assure you, though, that they mean well.... The two of them've never gone beyond general mischief, and surely this would be no exception." He tried to explain, a little startled by Coby's anger. "Even I can't really tell you what's going on with those two, to be honest."
"You here seemed way too out of it. We were brought here to be social, right?" Neon began, flashing a wild grin at Wil and skidding to a stop. "I don't think 'stand around the only humans in the room and hope to God almighty you go unnoticed' counts as social, do you, brother'a'mine?" Xenon finished, stopping his running a few seconds after his twin. Both still had a firm grasp on Wil's arm, and Neon ruffled the other's hair with his free hand. "Either way-- One of us is Neon, the other's Xenon, but what'd the fun in telling ya who's who? There's a 50/50 chance with us, so your guess is as good as anyone else's---!" Xenon began one of his tangents, twirling a bit of his blue-to-red gradient hair.
Graphite turned to look at the commotion for a few seconds before looking back to her notepad and listening in on Raoul's question. She hadn't really noticed it, but it was pretty cold... "It's not just you." She wrote, before setting down her pencil and wrapping her knee-length hair around her neck like a scarf. (I was thinking graoulphite but that works too dun worry)
"Neon and Xenon? They're pretty unpredictable, really. Really like pushing buttons until they find one that explodes. Char Char Binks over there really hates 'em. They say they're completely identical but Neon's usually much easier to punch than Xenon and Xenon talks way faster. Oh, and the hair. N's got more red in his hair, and X has more blue." Carbon explained, face half-buried in his palm. "They really enjoy the 'Guess-which-one-is-which' game. Don't know why, though."
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Post by Kor on Feb 14, 2016 21:29:32 GMT -6
Coby shifted uncomfortable but didn't question it further. "Alright... if they damage him..." He fell silent, but kept glancing over now and then. Ollie sighs. "That unpredictability must be nice... I tried to let one of them develop their own personality completely without any pointers, and it completely backfired. He's the worst of all of them, I swear to god." "He's in this room right now? He can probably hear you?" "I don't give a sh**, he already knows."
Wil looked uncomfortable and very nervous. "I wasn't trying to... I'm his assistant, I'm supposed to..." He trailed off when he didn't get a response and listened to them talk. "O-oh... So, it's, like, a guessing game? Do I get a hint? Or can I, like, ask a question?" ("this is just like that anime," he mutters to himself)
Raoul laughs a bit again, the frown not staying on his face for long. "Oh, man, that's great. I wonder if my hair can get that long. How long would it take?" He puts a hand to his chin. "Can I pull it off?" He flicks one of the little braids wound into his shoulder-length hair.
Basil nods and smiles a bit. "Thanks, that's good to know. Getting that dirt, y'know?" Still not looking up, she holds out her hand. "I'm Basil Foster." Before Carbon even had a chance to take it, she turns it into a thumb and points at Decaire. "That's C.T." "I'd prefer Decaire. Nice to meet you."
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Post by Tikoaztite on Feb 14, 2016 22:01:29 GMT -6
"They won't." Father finished Coby's trailing, only to listen back in on Ollie. "Ah, yes.... A little irritating, but nice. I tried the whole 'let them develop on their own' thing, too, with one of my girls... Long story short, she's mute."
"Aw, c'mon, don't be like that! I'm sure he can survive a little while without you all up in his personal space." Neon chuckled, putting his free hand to his mouth. "Hints? Well.... Element puns, that's all I'll say!" Xenon responded, letting his grip on Wil's arm loosen. The two's identities did have some clever puns to do with them, though; Neon gas glowed a bright red, xenon gas glowed blue, and as such the twins would each have more of that color in both their hair and outfits. (They are basically what would happen if Hikaru, Kaoru, Fred, and George had a foursome and managed to conceive a pair of twins even though they're all male)
Graphite smiled a bit, putting a hand to her mouth. Then she picked her pencil and pad back up and began writing again- "Definitely over a few years. The look would be a bit unorthodox on a male, but good enough. It's a b*tch to comb, though, so just be prepared for that." She ran one of her hands through her hair, pencil still in it.
"Carbon Fuller. The one with the scarf-hair's Graphite, that really short one in the corner is Charcoal, and the one trying to get out from Diamond's death grip is Bucky." Carbon took Basil's hand and shook it lightly, pushing a bit of his black hair off his face as he smiled.
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Post by Kor on Feb 15, 2016 9:19:49 GMT -6
Ollie laughs again, more genuinely. "Let that be a lesson, I guess. By choice or is she damaged?"
Wil still looked uncertain. He knew next to nothing about elements, the closest things he was taught being about synthetic blood and skin. "Well... That didn't help at all... Um.. Y-you're Neon, and you're Xenon," he tries, guessing wrong.
"Pfft," scoffs Raoul. "Gender is fake and I'm a robot. ... Not sure hair that long would be safe to work with in the lab, though... Yikes. I guess my dreams will never be reached."
Basil finally looks up, giving a thin shifty grin. "Cool. With scarf-hair is Raoul, the twins' hostage is Wil, Leo is still crouching by herself, and Abel... Where the fuck did Abel go? Well, you'd recognize him. Big guy, beard, face scar." Decaire probably rolled his eyes, but you couldn't tell beneath his glasses.
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Post by Tikoaztite on Feb 21, 2016 18:39:01 GMT -6
"A bit of both." Father responded, not saying anything further than that. "She doesn't mind, though, as far as I can tell." (plot twist: being his firstborn daughter in a way, graphite is a huge daddy's girl pass it on)
"And that... Is wrong! Least ya know who's who either way, right?" Neon did a quick thumbs-down before slinging an arm across Wil's shoulders, letting Xenon do the same to him. "Still a good try- You have just the same chance of getting something wrong as right with only two choices, no? But yeah, ya still get ta learn!" Xenon added as he extended his free arm. His grin softened to something a bit warmer, yet still as mischievous as ever.
"And that's why I have next to no experience whatsoever in lab work. That and the whole mutism thing. But there's no way I'm cutting this perfection." Flipping to a new page, Graphite began to scribble down her words, almost forgetting to flip the notepad over to show the other. "But you'd look good enough either way, don't worry."
"Seems easy enough to remember. And I'll be sure to look out for him, or at least tell ya if I see 'im." Carbon nodded slightly, his gaze darting between Basil and Decaire. "Oh, and just for more reference; Graphy's mute, Diamond's an as$, Charcoal is even more of an as$, and try calling Bucky 'Buckminster'. His reaction is priceless."
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Post by Kor on Feb 21, 2016 19:06:18 GMT -6
Ollie nods and puts his hands in his pockets. "That's good." He looks over his shoulder. "Is she the one with the notepad and long hair? Looks like she's getting along with Raoul. ... Where the hell did Abel go?"
"A- alright... Neon has the red hair, then, and Xenon is blue?" Despite looking horribly nervous he forces a smile as he tries to break free of their arms.
Raoul chuckles. "Well if you visit NA sometime then you probably won't see much of me. How funny would your hair look in a bun?"
"Buckminster." Basil snickers. "Nice, thanks." "You're just throwing fuel into a wildfire," Decaire comments to Carbon. "Wildfire is a sexy stripper name." "Please stop talking to me."
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Post by Tikoaztite on Feb 23, 2016 20:43:48 GMT -6
"Mmhmm... That's nice. She's not usually the most social of people...." Under his veil, Father smiled slightly, turning and watching the two intently.
"Yep!" "That's right!" Though both of them said two different things, they said them in unison. Noticing his nervousness, Xenon loosened his grip on Wil's arm, going from tightly gripping him to only holding onto his sleeve's fabric. Neon, however, didn't follow his twin, his eyes now darting around the building for something to do with their hostage.
Putting down her notepad and pencil, Graphite unwrapped her hair from around her neck and began to form a bun, before letting it fall down back to the floor after it was only halfway done. Picking her pencil and pad back up, she began to write; "Comedy gold, most likely. And they probably don't make hairnets large enough, so that's out of the question. Maybe wrapping it around my neck like I had a moment ago would be the best option? I'm unsure."
"Anytime." Carbon gave a thumbs-up, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile (which grew larger at Decaire's and Basil's exchange.) "Y'gotta admit, it would make a pretty sexy stripper name. Don't try to deny it." He added in, loosely crossing his arms.
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Post by Kor on Feb 24, 2016 6:45:11 GMT -6
Ollie smiles a little more warmly as he watched him. "Raoul's a nice kid. A little oblivious, but he's gotta be if he's gonna keep working in the lab, y'know?"
"Can... can I go now?"
"I guess..." Raoul tips his head and looks over her. "I mean, that's still like wearing a scarf in the lab, but it's better, I think." He glances sideways at a corridor leading off from the entranceway. "Hey, y' wanna come look around with me?"
"That's my life goal," decides Basil. "Get outta here and build up street cred as a stripper and gang leader called Paisley Wildfire." Decaire sighs into his hand. Basil just points at Carbon casually. "You wanna be part of my gang? Stripping isn't required."
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Post by Tikoaztite on Feb 24, 2016 8:45:36 GMT -6
"I see... Graphite never really showed much interest in lab work. That was always Diamond's strong point." Father chuckled softly, now looking over to Bucky struggling to get away from Diamond. "She's the one that Bucky's trying to escape from." He pointed out, going back to watching Graphite and Raoul.
"Fine..." Huffing slightly, Xenon let go, childishly crossing his arms. "Broooo! Why'dja do that? He's definitely a keeper!" Neon protested, sending a confused look his twin's way. "Nahh. We can mess with 'im later." Xenon let a soft grin form on his face, directed towards both of them. "Okay... But we're doing something later, awright?" Neon released his grip, putting his hand on his hip and puffing out his cheeks.
"Sounds nice... you can lead, if you want. Oh, and can you read sign language? It might make things easier." Graphite scribbled down before beginning to stand again, placing her pencil in her shirt pocket and her notebook in a small black purse she had been carrying.
"As amazing as a life goal that is, I'm gonna have to pass for right now. Y'might he able to get Char in, though. She seems like your kind'a woman." Carbon rubbed the back of his neck as he spoke, turning towards Decaire for a few seconds before returning his gaze to Basil. (dont deny it carbs. u wanna be a stripper. dissapoint ur father. make the ladies go wild)
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Post by Kor on Feb 24, 2016 15:17:49 GMT -6
"That's cute," Ollie laughs, nodding. "I'd introduce her to Raoul, but honestly, out of all of them, he probably needs the least help with that." He presses his lips together and shrugs a shoulder.
Wil regards them with creased eyebrows and a frown between anxious and irritated. He doesn't say anything else to them, just returns to Coby's side and whispers something in his ear. Coby glances backwards at Neon and Xenon and shrugs a shoulder. (Wil's a big ol tattletale confirmed)
"Oh, uh... Read it, yeah, probably! I dunno how well but I can probably understand." He waves for Ollie's attention and points towards the hallway as he speaks. Ollie gives a little wave back and Raoul starts walking, at a bit of an angle so he could keep looking at Graphite.
Basil looks up again and nods thoughtfully. "Maybe after I have at least one member, Leo will finally join me. Not for the stripper bit but I firmly believe she can fuck anything up. In an aggressive fight-y way not in... messing up... you know? ANYYYWHO, introduce me to Charcoal?"
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Post by Tikoaztite on Feb 28, 2016 22:50:23 GMT -6
"...I'm unsure if they would get along. Diamond hasn't ever been that social, and she's kind of narcissistic. Best left alone, really." Father began explaining, tugging on his veil slightly, but not hard enough so as to expose his face.
The twins watched Wil go right back to Coby and simultaneously puffed out their cheeks in annoyance. When the taller android began his whispering, Neon mouthed 'snitch' and looked back to his brother, who waved slightly once he caught sight of Coby's face. (oblivious xenon is oblivious)
Glancing over at Ollie for a second, Graphite let her gaze fall back on Raoul, her deathly-pale face forming into a soft smile. Holding up her hand, she signed "Onwards, then." and began walking a few inches behind him, her gaze directed at both the hallway and the man in front of her.
"Iiiif ya say so." Carbon nodded a few times before turning on his heels towards Charcoal, who was muttering to herself in a corner. "CHAR! I gotcha a friend~!" He then shouted, causing the black-haired girl to turn her head toward him. Muttering a final thought, she began walking over, giving him a death-glare that could probably kill something really small and innocent. Stopping a few feet away from them, she looked up at Basil and sighed slightly. "I'm extremely sorry you had to deal with Carbs for that long." Charcoal stated, shifting her stance slightly.
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