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Post by Tikoaztite on May 15, 2016 20:13:43 GMT -6
"I haven't dated since college, and I'm pretty sure that only lasted a week or so." Father commented on the subject of dating, looking over to the two androids entering the hallway. "I didn't even notice there was more to this place, heh. There's a hallway over there."
Graphite nodded, not answering his praise and simply redoing Raoul's bun. She had done it so that it was a little higher than the middle of his head, and so that a small wooden hairpin she had gotten from her purse was sticking out from it. She twirled a bit of his loose hair around her finger a few times, loosely curling it when her finger was pulled out.
"Is that a challenge I hear?" Charcoal broke into a run, quickly passing Basil... And tripping over Xenon's phone. "I-- Just part of the act!" She chuckled nervously, picking up the phone and turning it on. "....This is one of the twins' phones. Heh, Graphy got into it. You go, girl. ....Does she have Sailor Moon hair in this?"
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Post by Kor on May 15, 2016 20:41:18 GMT -6
"Goddamn... Last date I had was... Shit... Now I'm embarrassed." Ollie puts a hand on his face and laughs a bit. "Unless you're single and searching, let's talk about something other than our failed love lives, maybe. What were we saying before?"
"There." Raoul beams at his image on the phone. "The man I was named after, my, ah, dad, I never got to meet him, but he looks like this in some of the pictures. When he was working."
"I mean, not really, but-" She pauses and laughs sharply at Charcoal's fall. She takes the phone from her hand, examining it. "I'll keep this for now. Why's it on the floor?"
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Post by Tikoaztite on May 15, 2016 20:43:07 GMT -6
omg i typed 'here' instead of 'hear' i'm so sorry
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Post by Kor on May 28, 2016 16:15:04 GMT -6
hey hey hey 5 of these are from today, 2 tiny ones near the bottom are from a doodle dump ages ago Basil > Abel > Raoul Ollie > basil again and Ollie again > Decaire > Wil and Coby over there
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Post by Tikoaztite on May 30, 2016 8:27:32 GMT -6
(AND NOW TO REPLY TO ALL THE FRICKIN RPS I'VE EVER JOINED WITCHU ON HERE)
"....." Father fell silent for just a moment, a pale, bony hand pressing down on his veil and rubbing his chin. "I don't really remember, to be honest. Something about age in robots, I think....? Eh, doesn't really matter, does it?" He responded, taking his hand off his chin and rubbing the back of his neck.
Graphite put a dainty hand- with fingernails polished with crackled navy- to her mouth, as if silently giggling. She soon took this hand away to sign "Is that so?" After she finished, she began playing with her shirtcollar as she thought of what to say (or sign, or write, in her own case.) Sometimes, when she'd pull it down, a small, jagged, scar-looking thing could be visible on her neck, stitched with pink embroidery thread.
The phone was quite thin, covered by a blue hard case with a red fire-ish pattern. The name "FULLER" was in raised letters near the bottom of the case, along with a small logo- a hexagon in another hexagon, the sides connected by lines to a dot in the center. A nervous chuckle escaped Charcoal after being laughed at, letting Basil just take the phone from her hands. "I.... I really have no answer for you."
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Post by Kor on May 30, 2016 9:47:42 GMT -6
Watch me reply to all of these within a day Sry if any r low quality lmao I'm on my phone
"This place is pretty big, isn't it?" Remembering what Father had mentioned, he looks towards the hallway. "I thought this place would be nicer than it is. All I really knew about it was that it had some living areas and that most of the doors would be locked. But I guess Basil's probably off to change that. Sorry if this place isn't super comfortable, but everyone else seems fine with it."
"It's really a shame I never got to meet him," finishes Raoul, shrugging. He didn't pay much attention to the scar, and went to fiddling with a zipper on his pants. "He was good. He must've been, if he made me." Raoul's grin brightens and he bats his eyelashes. Abel makes a bit of an amused sound from where he sat.
"Ooo, custom phone and everything, nice." Basil turns it over in her hands, then slides it into the pocket of her sweatpants. "Alright, that's the bedroom, what else is around this place?" She picked up her pace. The first unlocked room they found was an unimpressive broom closet.
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jun 2, 2016 17:13:24 GMT -6
"Though it's much.... less than they're used to, I'm pretty sure we'll survive." Father shrugged a bit, taking a few steps towards the hallway. His veil was cut much higher on the back of his head, showing his unruly, medium-length, dark hair. "What made you choose to meet here, of all places? It's.... Quite the strange location. Needs a lot more windows, that's for sure."
Graphite picked her notepad and pencil up from beside her, beginning to scribble down her thoughts. "And if he made you, he certainly had good taste in appearance. If that makes sense. What I'm saying is you're pretty in a sort of excited puppy way." That particular set of sentences was erased and scratched out multiple times. "Father always preferred working alone, though, so I can't really sympathize."
"Nah, just a Lithium. It's really, really outdated. They have some weird fondness for that sort of thing." Charcoal began explaining as they searched, a grin forming on her face when they found an unlocked door.... Only for it to fade once she realized it was just a broom closet. "Welp, that was a bit disappointing." She shrugged a bit, running off to try and find another unlocked door.
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Post by Kor on Jun 2, 2016 17:54:43 GMT -6
"I don't like it very much. If I could take it back and choose somewhere else, I would. Would you be mad if I told you it was all kinda last minute?" Ollie chuckles. "I've been, uh... pretty preoccupied with another project that went awry. Again. For the third time. Anyways, this building was available so I took it." He follows Father's steps, hands in his pockets.
Raoul watches her struggle with the sentences with a small grin. Once he read it all, he laughs sharply. "Excited puppy, really?? Is that what you get from me?" He scratches the back of his neck. "That's... pretty embarrassing, to be honest. I don't even really like dogs that much. But I'm usually alone in the lab, too, except while I was working on Wil I got to show Coby how to do it, and 'course Ollie's gotta supervise now and then."
"I was talking more about the cases. You'd be surprised how out-of-date some of the stuff in my room is, though. Pops is scared of what I'd do if he gave me all the new shit. Also he probably doesn't wanna waste that money, right?" She kicks the door of the broom closet shut after a quick look-over. "If we have to start picking locks manually I might need a little bit of help."
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jun 10, 2016 21:13:56 GMT -6
"I wouldn't be mad, no, just a bit disappointed. If you couldn't find any good place, we could have always settled for my mansion...." Father turned away for a second, thinking about something. "Heh, I've been a bit busy myself. The next Fullerpad's set to be released in a few months, our first drawing tablet's coming out in a few weeks, I've been working on a sort of.... Side project...." He began counting on his fingers as he spoke. "But no hard feelings about this building!" He tugged at his veil a bit. What Ollie would be able to see of Father's right cheek seemed to cave in on itself, the skin thin-looking and miscolored.
Graphite silently giggled at Raoul's embarrassment, softly patting him on the head a few times before beginning to write again. "Diamond's been going down there a whole lot recently. I haven't been in there in a good few years, so Hell if I know what's going on with them." She absentmindedly ran her pencil over her scar as she waited for a response.
"If y'want, I could getcha the latest Fuller products. Dad wouldn't mind, and we have a metric ton of money to waste." Charcoal shrugged a bit, running black-painted fingernails over the door. "Lockpicking? Not that big'a deal, I can help ya with that sorta thing."
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Post by Kor on Jun 11, 2016 8:16:19 GMT -6
"Damn, forgot I was talking to a technology businessman guru." While New Access was technically a technology company as well, it didn't really sell anything. Not products, anyways. Most of their funding had come from underground deals and some connections Bailey had. "Maybe we should've gone a little more in that direction, but ever since we founded New Access it's been a little bit all over the place." He smiles a bit and glances at him, disregarding the skin he saw under the veil. "I dunno, a mansion sounds pretty nice." He shakes his head. "I'm kidding. I would NOT let Basil anywhere near a place like that."
Raoul scoffs and brushes her hand off his head. He nods at what she writes, though, then glances at her scar. "Whoa, where'd you get that?"
"That would be... really cool, actually." Basil glances at her, eyebrows arched. "That would be really rad." She didn't mention that her intention would probably be to completely fuck the products over just to see how badly they could get fucked over. "And you can pick locks too? Damn, I've got a miracle worker on my team."
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jun 12, 2016 19:32:59 GMT -6
"Th-that's the first time I've ever heard that. I mean, I've practically become the epitome of 'technology businessman guru'." Father seemed a bit surprised, but wasn't all too upset. It was nice for someone to see him more as a man than a successful company's founder- he often felt like those who interviewed him every so often saw him only as the latter. "I'm sure you and the rest of whoever your version of 'we' is could've been successful. Though that might just be my fatherly 'you can do it son just put your mind to it' side kicking in..." He looked off into the distance before shaking his head a bit, snapping back to reality as he listened. "Oh... That's why you didn't organize it there? Even so, it's a very nice place. Everyone could have gotten their own room!" He chuckled at himself like a huge dork.
Graphite tilted her head sharply before realizing what he meant. Sighing a bit, she wrote down; "Icepick and a scalpel. Ripped out my larynx." She wrote it with quite the calm expression, like she saw nothing wrong with what she had done to herself.
"I'll get them to ya ASAP." Charcoal smiled a bit, nodding and brushing her bangs out of her emerald eyes. "The perks'a being spoiled rotten, amirite?" Of course, she didn't know or even think of Basil's intentions, believing her actions to genuinely be helping the other. "I'm pretty sure the term is 'absolute god of awesomeness,' but that works, too, I guess."
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Post by Kor on Jun 12, 2016 20:00:45 GMT -6
"I've been out of the loop for a while. Bailey and Amelie were pretty much most of our connection with the outside world, and now they're gone... Well, Coby got those genes, I guess. He knows more about you than I do." Ollie shrugs, expression kinda wistful. "I think it's a bit too late for me at this point, and we're running low on funds, and..." He shrugs again, trailing off. "Hope there's no problems with all sharing one room. It should be fine, except maybe for C.T...." A small smile returns to his face. "And I hope Raoul snoring isn't a problem."
"O- oh." Raoul scratches the back of his neck, still smiling a bit, glancing to the side. "Sorry, I guess." Surprisingly, this wasn't the only instance of self-mutilation in androids, although the other case he'd seen was less purposeful.
"God of Awesomeness." Basil points at Charcoal. "Information God." She points at herself. "They'll bow before us. Damn, I wish Ollie liked me as much as your daddy spoils you." She snickers, then shrugs as she continues to walk. "Although I guess maybe if I was in general better he wouldn't be so opposed to be getting new stuff."
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jun 12, 2016 20:23:02 GMT -6
"Wow. And I thought I was a sob story." He listened to Ollie's words intently, perking up when he mentioned funding. "Low on funds? I wonder.... Who.... Can help you with that...." He put a hand on his chin in a mock-questioning pose, pushing his veil up against his skin. "If you need funds, you have a multibillionaire on your side." Under his veil, he grinned warmly. "Oh! A single room? Well, we can manage, I'm certain." He nods a bit, checking the watch on his wrist. "The twins will probably stay awake for quite a while, just kinda... Talking to eachother. I don't see what good that does, seeing as I've never seen them separate, but they're really bad at whispering. I hope that won't bother you, either."
"It's perfectly fine. I don't even care, that was a good 6 or 7 years ago and frankly, I like myself better mute." Graphite shrugged a bit, resting her head on her hand. She seemed almost bored, talking about her mutism, even if only for a little bit.
"Dad's a billionaire, of course he spoils us. He says he doesn't pick favorites but I know he likes Graphy and Di better. But, unlike them, I'm not a snobby li'l bitch." Charcoal walked close behind, shrugging. "Don't let Graphy fool ya. She just looks all cute and sweet 'cuz she can't speak." She took on a more aggressive tone as she explained. "And Di's just a daddy's girl. Nothing else to her."
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Post by Kor on Jun 12, 2016 20:50:42 GMT -6
Ollie's smile was a bit bitter. "Maybe you should talk to Coby about that. He's the one who's gonna do great things if he's got the money. It's probably better for me we're running low." He shrugs for a third time. "I can't believe I'm in a conversation with a multibillionaire. That's pretty crazy for someone like me. God, I can't believe our androids are on par with a multibillionaire tech guru's. Josef would be so proud. I hope he knows."
"Huh. That's cool." Raoul nods. "Initiative, I guess?" He chuckles, though it wasn't as sunny as before. He took a few moments, then asked, "Okay, how old are you?"
"Billionaire? Dude, fuck!" Basil apparently didn't know this, having done very little research on who she was going to meet. "Oh, shit, tension." She stored this information away, smiling a little bit. "Hell, imagine what you could do with that much money... If I ever get to go out and make my own way in the world, you have to support me, okay? I'll need a castle for my murder-stripper gang."
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jun 13, 2016 10:52:36 GMT -6
kso returning the favor of 'showing da artz of each chara' my handwriting is horrible and so is my art (thankfully these are just rough sketches and jokes) but here ya go. the fullers. it's a bit blurry and probably will turn out rly smol but eh from left to right; father, tiny bucky head, carbohydrates, graphy, stick figure diamond, and char char binks lol it looks like carbs' giant forehead is being angrily scolded, graphite is deeply intrigued/passive-aggressively angered by father's man-boobs, carbon is annoyed by this display, bucky is angry that his lil sister's body is now invisible and thus he can't look at her tits, stick figure diamond's space was taken by charcoal, and charry 1. cannot express emotion correctly and 2. Really likes the filler-fuller words/graphite's invisible underboobsince even i can't read my own handwriting sometimes; "rules for dating my daughter: 1. You can't" "call ellie a toaster oven again, kristen. i dare you." "*internal angry robot noises*" "i get no respect here" "buckminster is watching you" "u WOT M80?" "no room for di" "ENOUGH FOR CHARRY C" " FILLER FULLER WORDS"
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