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Post by Kor on Jun 13, 2016 11:15:46 GMT -6
Yessssssss kiddddssss
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jun 13, 2016 18:27:33 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." "Oh. Well, if you or your nephew ever need the money, you have me." Father turned to Coby as he spoke, putting his hands in his pockets. "I've gotten that a lot, 'I can't believe I'm talking to a billionaire.' But yeah, I'm quite impressed. By you and your 'droids." He seemed to tense up at his own words. "....I hope I never use the term 'droid' to describe them ever again." Graphite puffed her cheeks out a bit at Raoul's questioning. To be quite honest, she was more around 12, and became mute a few weeks after her activation, but she never bothered to keep track. Her sense of time was pretty messed up after a few months. Either way, she seemed a bit offended. "You never ask a woman her age, weight, or cup size. Turn in your gentleman card." She wrote, pausing before writing again. "I never kept track, but younger than Bucky and older than Diamond. 6-7 years ago is probably way off. Carbon's about 17, I know that.""Dad's the founder of Fuller fucking Industries, of course we're rich as shit." Charcoal seemed honestly surprised by how impressed Basil was, though it didn't show in her tone. "I've got your back, Basil. As long as you don't mind "FULLER" in giant letters on the front of that castle, that is." She slung an arm over the other's shoulder, giving out a lazy thumbs-up.
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Post by Kor on Jun 13, 2016 18:47:28 GMT -6
"Josef would be... so happy to hear that. I'M so happy to hear that." He looked embarrassed and flattered as he shakes his head, chuckling breathily. "Call mine whatever you want. Originally the plan was to make them as human as possible but it's not like they don't know they're robots. Hell, Leo's been getting routine modifications and repairs for the past three years. I have an ANDROID helping to BUILD the androids."
Raoul snorts, but continues looking interested. "Ha! I'm, like, 2.. 3... TWO years older than Carbon." He pauses and shakes his head. "Aw, geez, that math took way too long, maybe I need a break. Okay, but what I wanna know, are you older or younger than me?" He didn't know Carbon was the oldest of all of them -- that was actually closer to the opposite of what he thought.
"I think... I've heard of that. Listen, I'm not really allowed out much, and most of the technology we buy is definitely not from a company as clean (I assume) as yours sooo...." She stiffens a bit at the arm over her shoulder, but didn't pull away. "Wellll, as long as you don't mind me defacing the sign at some point or another. Or adding my own because the only defacement I can think of is 'FULLER of shit' but that's not that good. Damn, I wish Tobe was around, they were so good at that shit... Oh, when will my royal accomplice return from the war..?"
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jun 13, 2016 19:13:01 GMT -6
"Oh! That's the plan with mine, too- They're still very much aware of their species, though. I've actually been dabbling in cybernetics for the past six months or so, if my sense of time is good. Placing living tissue over a metal frame and somehow getting it to stay alive. Like, replacing dead cells with newer ones- that sort of thing. It's a stupid thought, but it keeps me occupied..." He trailed off after realizing he was rambling, looking off to the side.
"Younger. Way younger. Why do you ask?" Graphite wrote down, tugging at her shirtcollar a bit afterwards. "But seriously. If you ever meet some girl you really like, don't ask her for her age or you'll probably get bitch-slapped."
"......I need "Fuller Of Shit" on a shirt. I need that on every shirt I own." Charcoal disregarded all of Basil's words except for that, an expression of awe on her face. "Of course, Dad might kill me, but eh. Deface that future sign all you want, girl."
wait is tobe pronounced like 'toby', 'toe-bae', 'to-buh' or 'tohb'
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Post by Kor on Jun 13, 2016 20:08:36 GMT -6
Ollie didn't seem to mind the rambles, remaining very interested. "I don't know if we're competitors or not, but we'd certainly work well as partners. Theoretically, of course, but with combined research... If what you're talking about is, as an example, healing wounds, Cedric-Thomas, Wil, and Basil are all capable of doing that to some extent... Although if you're more referring to the ability to age and change... That... did not work out well for us." He scratches his neck and glances back towards the entrance hall.
"Alright, cool." At the second comment, he arches an eyebrow, looking disconcerted. "What? Why? That's dumb. Age is just a fact, and it's actually really important because what if they're, like, a kid? That's illegal you know, Graphite." He shrugs a shoulder. "I don't think I have to worry about that though. The whole synthetic thing and also the whole no-aging thing will PROOOBABLY impede my love life. Unless I, like, build myself someone to date."
"Bullershit," mumbles Basil thoughtfully, then shakes her head. "I probably don't want that on the front of my castle, actually. I'll think about it." She holds up a finger. "And for the record, I'm not a girl, I'm an information god. Never forget."
tohb lmao it's not shorter in spelling but it's 1 less syllable than tobi so
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jun 13, 2016 21:45:58 GMT -6
"Competitors? Nah." He made a dismissive motion, taking his hand out of his pocket. "I'm talking about a bit of both, and something more, really. Lab-grown actual human cell tissue, capable of replacing dead cells at a constant rate, just.... Over some metal frame instead of a skeleton. Healing wounds, the need to breathe, those things. It's stupid, I know. But worth a shot, right? ....If you're saying you'd like to collaborate, I wouldn't object to it."
"Asking their age is basically saying they look old. Asking their weight is like calling them fat. Asking their cup size is just no." Graphite explained, resting a pale hand on her face beforehand. "True, true, but still, you should try to avoid being bitch-slapped at all times. It's not fun."
"Okay, in the main entrance hall. Engraved on every wall. Stripper Murder Gang Castle, brought to you by Fuller Industries." Charcoal chuckled softly, looking at her with a confused expression after Basil corrected her. It soon melted into her usual grin, though. "Okay then- deface that future sign all you want, information god."
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Post by Kor on Jun 14, 2016 5:48:06 GMT -6
Ollie grins. "... collaboration would be interesting. I've already beat you to the need to breathe, that's one of the first things we got down with the bodies, all the way back to... Tiago, I think. So everyone I have with me needs to breathe. And the tissue... That would definitely be a lot harder. What we did with the aging was kind of an odd substitute, and the healing is only triggered when there's a cut... A collaboration would be interesting," he repeats finally, looking thoughtful.
"Okay, okay, I get the other ones, but age! Age is an important thing! Besides, it's not like you look anywhere NEAR the age where getting called old is a problem..." Raoul shakes his head, then leans to look past Graphite. "Abel! Is asking a lady's age rude!" "Asking anyone's age is rude," he replies without looking up. "What!?"
"I think you're the first person other than Leo who's called me that unironically. Thanks." Basil nods contentedly. "Okayyy, enough of distant future plans, since I might not even live that long. At the moment let's find Stripper Murder Gang's home base. Why are half of these goddamn doors locked?"
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jun 27, 2016 14:02:49 GMT -6
"I never really saw the need to breathe as necessary until a few months ago- why give them such a major weakness? Though, in all honesty, I was always more about 'can they pass a Turing test' than 'If they don't interact with anything would you think they're human.....' Anyhow, if by 'it would be interesting' you mean 'yes, definitely, I wouldn't pass up this opportunity to build a goddamned cyborg with a multibillionare,' We have a deal." You could tell that as he spoke, he was smiling softly underneath the veil. As he prepared his next near-ramblings, he extended his hand yet again. "I suppose that if you're actually saying you'd like to collaborate, you'd rather we work from one place... I'm quite confident that you'd prefer the lab in my mansion. It's all the way in Atlanta, though.... Rooming quite obviously won't be a problem. But if you insist on working from your own base- New Access, you called it?- I could manage."
Graphite stuck her tongue out a little, flipping her page and making a little T-chart- writing "R" on one side of the chart and "GF" on the other. A single tally-mark went in Raoul's side of the chart, while two went in her own. She signed "Take that" with her free hand after she was finished.
"I... Have no idea, actually. What was this place even used for, anyway? And more importantly, we live in a fucking mansion, penthouse when he's doing something big for the company, why did Dad let this place be our meeting....place...area...thing?" Charcoal half-responded, half-asked, finding an unlocked door- a good-sized, yet still a bit small closet where Neon and Xenon were playing Miss Suzy had a Steamboat in the dark.
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Post by Kor on Jun 27, 2016 16:24:06 GMT -6
"It's not about making some kind of fighting machine." There was kind of an edge to his voice when he makes his argument. Leo glances towards him a bit anxiously, then looks away just as fast. "The goal was always to make them as human as possible. Anything else we wanted to do from there we could." He pauses thoughtfully, looking a tad hesitant. "Oh, wow, I dunno... That's a lot of pressure. I haven't worked with anyone but Raoul since Josef... left... and we'd have to start from scratch, exchanging all our information... And I'd love to work in your labs, but to leave everyone alone at New Access... They could barely handle me going right next door to LUNA HQ... God, so much to do, and everything's so hectic already..."
Raoul wrinkles his nose a bit when he grins. He quickly grabbed the pencil from her to add a C after the R. "Oh so that's how it's gonna be, is it? Well add another one on my side for calling me a puppy. That was a rude comparison and you didn't even apologize."
"I agree. This place is... actually it reminds me vaguely of head-Q but it's darker and colder. So it's bad." Basil sticks her tongue out a little bit. She paused and blinked at the twins, then her expressions turns largely unimpressed. "Sorry, are we interrupting?"
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jul 1, 2016 17:13:09 GMT -6
"Ah... I haven't worked with anyone, period- well, on my products I have, but we're talking artificial life here- so I see where you're coming from. Leaving the kids alone for a while won't be a problem on my side of things, but... I'd generate a lot of unneeded publicity if I just up and disappeared for however long it takes to complete it...them....whatever. Hell, the media is probably going crazy over this.... How much of a problem would it be for the whole of you guys to relocate? Of course, if you need time to think and decide if you're ready for some project as large as this, you don't need to make a decision right this instant.. Or take up the offer at all, I wouldn't be mad. Just a bit disappointed." He pulled out a business card from his pocket and offered it to Ollie in one motion. oh father.... never ceasing to find a 'not mad, disappointed' reference in everything... just wait till he starts makin dad jokes....
Puffing her cheeks out, Graphite took another pencil from her purse and put another tally in each of their sides. "For taking my pencil without asking." she wrote in her own side, tapping the pencil he took with her own.
Xenon was the only twin to notice the door opening- Neon just obliviously kept on with the clapping while his twin just kept his hands hands in place. "Naaaaaaah. This closet's ours though. Please go away-" He stopped mid-sentence, disapprovingly looking over at Neon. "Broooooo. The steamboat goes to Heaven, you're singing it wrong." "Uhh, the steamboat goes to hell. What sad, lifeless piece of shit taught you otherwise, and what was he smoking." Charcoal corrected, rolling her eyes. "Amateurs."
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Post by Kor on Jul 1, 2016 18:37:28 GMT -6
Ollie takes the business card, audibly laughing at the joke, apparently finding it pretty funny. Still smiling, although it seemed a bit unsure, he ran his hand through his hair. "I'll, uhh... I'll definitely think about it. Maybe Wil and Coby could handle themselves alone. Raoul, too, he'd die of boredom if he wasn't allowed to work with us. But first, there's still some stuff that's, uhh... not entirely dealt with." He glances at the card, rotating it between his fingers. "Hm. This might be a good place to go from here... I'll think about it."
Raoul looks like he was struggling to think of something else to add for her side. He almost went, 'for not knowing my last name,' but that wasn't really her fault, so he didn't go with that. Finally, quieter, he just said, "Your initials are GF. That stands for girlfriend. That's cute."
Basil glances between them, an eyebrow arched. "Ooookay... Can we move on? I feel like I've interrupted a ritual."
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jul 31, 2016 11:34:25 GMT -6
"Ah, then take your time to decide. Maybe it would be best to get a bit farther with my research before working with another, and definitely best to finish the next Fullerpad before starting my next child." Father nodded after he had spoken. "Just wait, in a few weeks people will be camping outside their nearest Fuller store, waiting to be the first to own one... It's almost surreal, in a way... I'm getting a bit off-topic, aren't I?" His tone adopted an air of anticipation as he looked down at his hands, which he moved and twiddled rapidly when speaking.
Another tally mark was placed in Graphite's side of the paper. "For saying something I've heard at least once from every man I've encountered." She wrote, her nose crinkling and thin eyebrows furrowing.
"Bye." Just like that, Charcoal closed the door on the two twins.
"Miss~ Suzy had a steamboat, the steamboat had a bell-" "Ding ding!" You could hear Neon and Xenon restarting their clapping game through the door. It went on quite smoothly, at least for as much as Charcoal could hear as the two 'bots walked away.
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Post by Tikoaztite on Jul 31, 2016 11:40:12 GMT -6
lessee... Father and Ollie are almost soulmates, Graphy and Raoul are bickering like an old married couple, I've completely ignored Bucky and Di, Carbs and Decaire are just kinda there, Charcoal and Basil are on an epic quest of unfathomable difficulty, and Neon can't get the frickin words to Miss Suzy had a Steamboat right
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Post by Kor on Jul 31, 2016 11:47:38 GMT -6
Ollie chuckles, putting the card into his jean's pockets and putting his hand in his other one. "That does sound surreal. Me and my sister, we always wanted to do something great and be famous for it, but... Too many things went wrong and it's getting late for me and it's, what, 20 years too late for her?" He sighs deeply. "I can't believe I'm here with someone who has as much influence as you have. Just by being here, my public status probably went up by 18 levels."
"Aw, c'mon! It is cute!" Raoul sticks his tongue out a bit. "I could put a tally on my side for you being bitter, but I'm not going to." He picks his goggles from the bed and manipulates them around his bun and back into the position they were before, resting comfortably on his forehead. "You win this round, Miss Fuller, but I'm not down yet."
"That's weird," Basil comments. "You guys are weird."
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Post by Kor on Sept 9, 2016 20:57:47 GMT -6
i think this merits being shared here, despite Wil's incredibly inaccurate height and the fact that i didnt consider if he or raoul had a different haircut 3 years ago. basil>wil>raoul>decaire>leo original
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