IC: Clan House

[Nekoman]

A house bot wlaked into his room, requesting the new furniture. Zach just told him he wanted a bookshelf and drsser, then told him to leave.

"I think I might as well go out and start a 'sub-plot' of my own." He said, trudging out his door.

[tomaszavenger]

Oh god... this is starting to sound like the goddam worst fanfiction I've ever read. Man, if only Ryan was here... he'd brighten up my day. I guess the only thing I'll have to miss from my home time is Ryan and James. If only I could bring them here... THAT'S A GREAT IDEA... DEA... DEA!

Tom slapped his head to discontinue the broken record playing within his thoughts.

God... I've got poop on the brain. I hope I don't have any telepaths listening on me right now.

Tom looked around the room a little, and decided to follow Zach. He didn't want to have to leave Leyla.

But Kat's with her... and I can trust her especially.

Tom decided to follow 'red leader', quickly racing towards him. Zach seemed a little distracted.

"Want a sub-plot of your own? That sounds like a good idea. House bot will be happy... boost television ratings. Especially with this being a reality show, and we've got barely anything else to do. Especially you... I mean, you've barely been sociable... so, what's up Neko? You alright?" Tom asked comfortingly, before using his ray to make two hard holographic chairs appear. They'd only be temporary because of the lack of mass he used.

"You seem to be expressing lack of desire for communication. Is it the people, are you sick? Am I asking too many questions?" Tom asked in more concern, before he sat down on one of the chairs, his metallic armor making a ringing sound on collision with the seat.

[charli]

-Eric-

The bot Eric had spoken to had acknowledged Eric's request and said that when he went back to his room, the new items would be there. It began to float away, and Eric caught it. "Hold up. Could you bring me my bass, or do I have to actually move my ass?"

The bot didn't reply, but shimmered into invisibility, reappearing a moment later with Eric's bass. "Sweet," Eric laughed, accepting the instrument. "I wonder how long I can veg on the couch before I have to move..."

He begun to noodle around on the bass while he let his mind wander. Sara occured to him. She hadn't come back, eager to tell all about her new furniture, though she seemed like the kind of girl who had to tell everyone everything. Maybe she was embarressed about the kiss, hiding in her room. Eric couldn't see why she would be embarressed. It was just a kiss, and it wasn't like Eric had rejected her.

Though maybe Sara actually didn't like him. Maybe she did see him how everyone else did and it was just a moment of nonexsitant inhibitions that had resulted in the kiss. Eric didn't want to think along those lines, but if that was what was happening... The tune on the bass took an agitated turn into a minor key.

[TheTimeSweeper]

Evan and Nav-E

Boot didn’t seem too quick to reply so Evan thought that he was either taking a long time to process what he had just said or wasn’t really interested. Leyla didn’t seem to be coming out of her unconscious state like he had thought she would and Kat was nearby so if she woke up, she’d be in good hands. Tom didn’t want to leave Leyla’s side, but he ultimately left the room and Evan presumed that he thought that he could trust Leyla with Kat. The doctor might not be able to do anything anyway and moving Leyla could be risky, so Evan didn’t press the matter any further.

“Well, anyway, we should probably get going,” he addressed Boot and Kat, but Kat in particular. “I’m sure that you’ll be able to handle things if and when she wakes up. Having her best friend by her side is what she really needs. If you need me and/or Nav-E for anything, just give a shout.”

A house-bot poked its head in the doorway just then and asked the occupants of the room what they would want for their rooms or for themselves. Apparently, the Evil Wombat had been evicted and everyone was allowed to request two new items and one item of furniture.

“Haha, nice! Yeah, that thing was starting to annoy me; I’m glad that it’s gone,” said Nav-E with enthusiasm. “Now, let’s see…what would I want for my room?”

“The wombat never really annoyed me, it was just a bit too eccentric for my tastes,” replied Evan.

Nav-E laughed. “Do my ears deceive me? The wombat was a bit too eccentric for my brother? Or maybe you just didn’t like the competition?”

Evan rolled his eyes. “Yeah, sure, let’s go with that,” he said with a hint of sarcasm.

The house-bot was still waiting for a response from them, and Evan didn’t want to keep it waiting so he requested an Aloe vera plant, a small portable fan, and a hanging chair that would be attached to the ceiling. Nav-E had to take some time deciding on what he wanted, but he finally settled on a 3’x3’ Magic Eye framed poster of a T. Rex coming out of the wall when you looked at it, a motion-detecting, laser-guided Nerf ball launcher, and a rope hammock.

“Interesting selection, Nav-E,” noted Evan as the house-bot left with their requests in its databank. “What is the Nerf launcher for?”

“To keep you from ever sneaking up on me again,” replied Nav-E with a smirk. “It’s going to face the doorway and once it senses any unwelcomed presences, it will fire a round of yellow balls at its target. Plus, Nerf was the shit back in the day. How could I pass up an opportunity such as this?”

Evan laughed. “You make a good point.”

“Sooo, what’s with the Aloe vera? You going to cultivate your own skin lotion or something?”

Evan chuckled. “Nooo. I’m going to use it on my hands when they get dry and if you come into my room unannounced I’m going to rip off a stalk and beat you with it.”

“Ha, like that would ever happen!”

“We’ll just have to wait and see then.”

“That we will.”

Evan thought that they should give Kat and Boot their privacy now and he and Nav-E said goodbye to each of them before leaving the room. They both hadn’t had anything to eat in a long time, so that was another reason why they left.

“So, what sounds good to eat? Pizza, steak, ramen?” asked Nav-E as the two of them walked to the kitchen.

“I don’t care what it is, as long as you don’t cook it,” replied Evan with a smirk.

“For the last time, I’m not a bad cook!”

“Said the guy who somehow managed to set off the smoke alarm while pouring himself a bowl of Cheerios®.”

“That only happened once and I was drunk at the time!”

“My point exactly.”

Nav-E groaned. He sure hoped that his requested things would be in his room soon so that he could start setting up his Nerf ball launcher.

[Yetisarge]

Zerb and Aaron agreed on something and told the bot to bring in a television and they both asked for a game system. Aaron enjoying the newer 360 asked for it and a game, while Zerb asked for a PS 2 being a more loyal gamer to the system and he also asked for a game.

The bot told them that they would both be put into their respective rooms and he headed off.

Aaron then headed out for a walk into the media center which had been added recently since Leyla had won the challenge earlier.

"It doesn't make sense, what happened to her, why would she marry me? Well granted she didn't really it seemed to change around before there were technical difficulties with the channel." Aaron said taking a seat and thinking about it.

"Its not even like she liked me that much in the future, she seems to enjoy Eric and Dan. So what in the hell would she find me attractive at all?" Aaron said to himself as he withdrew into thought.

[TrickyLA]

Leyla

As soon as the cat snuggled against her chest, Leyla felt warm. Hesitently, she wrapped her arms around the small creature.

"Toad...I'm scared...."

The cat nodded and Leyla noticed a gleaming monocle over his right eye.

Makes sense.......he's blind in that eye....

Petting him slightly, Leyla merely sighed.

"S-so.....I guess I shouldn't be surprised......but what if you're a nightmare too...?"

Even as she said this, she still didn't release her tightning grip on the cat. Toadie grinned.

"Do I look like the type of kitty-dog that would lie to you?"

He was giving her the cutest stare ever, her heart melted.

"Fine...I guess I have nothing else to lose anyway....."

Toadie grinned a bit.

"So, shall we begin your journey?"

Leyla shivered, staring around the at the mirrors and flames.

"..."

She nodded.

[Kat]

Kat

Kat slumped on the floor next to Leyla, stroking her cat's head as she nodded a goodbye to Nav-E, Evan, and Tom.

She grumbled, wondering what Leyla would want in her room for her two extra things.

Then she wondered how she was supposed to get HER two extra things if she didn't have a room.

She sniffled, hugging her pillow tightly to her stomach as she slowly got smaller and more transparent, her feelings of loneliness and displacement overwhelming her.

[TrickyLA]

Lilly

Lilly groaned.

Now she had to put NEW things in her room?

"This is so....."

Frowning, she thought for a moment.

"I need......clothes....so a fully equipped dresser might work....."

She nodded to herself.

"Yeah....and a hammock! There are no trees in here, so that could be fun.....:

She told the Bots about it, then plopped back to the ground.

She was so....

...bored.

Growling, she ignited a fire ball in her hand. Snarling at nothing, she reluctantly extinguished it.

Never thought I'd miss them...especially that dumb Lina....and Leon.....

Slumping down, her shoulders sagged and she breathed a shaky breath.

"...I miss them..."

[charli]

~Sara~

Sara had emerged from her room upon hearing strains of music. Turns out it was Eric playing his bass. Leaning back silently on the wall behind the couch, Sara watched him. Basses - and bassists, for that matter - had always had the power to hypnotize her with their music. For a moment, Sara actually wasn't aware of her surroundings as she watched Eric's fingers deftly coax the song from the strings. Self-consciously, she balled her hands into fists. She played clarinet and piano, but she had never been very good with stringed instruments. They just didn't come to her.

Evan and Nav-E walked past, and their conversation pulled Sara out of her reverie. "How on Earth did you manage to set off the smoke detector while pouring Cheerios?" she laughed in disbelief. "That's even worse than when my friend and I tried to make popcorn and ended up smoking ourselves out of the house."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Eric glance up at her, still playing. She felt her face flush in embarrassment at being discovered and she ducked her eyes. Eric, however, only chuckled before turning back to the bass and guiding the tune into something a bit more gentle than the previous angry tune.

[TheTimeSweeper]

Evan and Nav-E

Evan jumped at the sound of Sara’s voice. He had been so preoccupied with talking to Nav-E that he didn’t even know she was nearby.

“The Cheerios Incident? It would have been much more interesting if you had actually been there in person, but I’ll try to tell you all the details. On that particular day, Nav-E had decided to open a bottle of Mike’s Hard Limeade before noon and wanted to mix it with some cranberry juice before seeing how fast he could drink it. I managed to talk him out of mixing the alcohol with something else and he managed to down the entire bottle in an amazing twenty seconds.”

Nav-E leaned against the wall and listened to Evan retell the story to Sara who seemed to be pretty interested.

“The effects of the alcohol were not immediate, but they soon started to take effect and Nav-E started having problems speaking coherently. I should have known it would have been a bad idea from the start, but what was done was done and we both would have to wait until the alcohol was processed. Then for some strange reason, Nav-E wanted to pour himself a bowl of Cheerios. He managed to remove the box from the cabinet above the stove, but dropped it onto the counter and in the process of groping for the box, he inadvertently turned the burner of the stove on. We had a cloth kitchen towel that was left over the burner and I didn’t notice that anything was wrong until it caught fire. Meanwhile, Nav-E’s pouring the Cheerios into a bowl that was already on the counter and I’m trying to extinguish the flames that were consuming the towel. The smoke alarm started blaring just as I got the towel to the sink and Nav-E still didn’t know what was going on. Never again will I allow him to drink alcohol before noon. And that’s the story of The Cheerios Incident.”

Nav-E smiled in remembrance. “Yeah, good times, good times… Evan told me the whole thing once I had sobered up. I couldn’t stop laughing. However, that incident does not make me a bad cook. Being drunk in that situation doesn’t count.”

“I can’t imagine what would have happened if I didn’t convince you not to mix Mike’s Hard Limeade with cranberry juice,” replied Evan.

“It sure would have been something to capture on camera for America’s Funniest Home Videos, that’s for sure. Speaking of which, I hope there’s some orange juice and cranberry juice in the fridge. I could sure go for a mixture right now.”

Nav-E went over to the fridge and starting looking for the juices.

“So, Sara, you were saying something about almost burning your house down when you were making popcorn with a friend? What did you do, leave the plastic sleeve on the bag before putting it in the microwave?”

[charli]

~Sara~

Sara laughed, first at Evan and Nav-E's story and then at the memory of her own. "I wish. We followed the directions on the packet to the letter, but nothing happened when we ran the microwave. We opened the door, and smoke just billowed out. We were freaking out so bad, trying to fan it away from the smoke detector - which never went off, worryingly enough - trying to open up the windows and prop the doors open. Nothing was working, though, and we ended up out on the curb trying to call her parents who had gone out for dinner."

"How can so much trouble result from one bag of popcorn?" Eric scoffed from his seat on the couch. "Even I've never smoked myself out of the house with food, and that's saying something considering what pyros my buddy Lucas and I are."

Sara bit her lip. "Come to think of it, my friend and I smoked up the band room once, too, trying to make Easy Mac in the microwave. That was a pain to clean up. The whole place smelt like burnt popcorn for a few days."

[Nekoman]

"I guess I just feel a bit.. out of sorts, tom... and that's really all I have to say." Zach turned about and walked in the other direction, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "If you're gonna follow, follow. If not, I'll be happy to muster up some sort of adventure on my own.."

[TheTimeSweeper]

Evan and Nav-E

“Ah, the unmistakable aroma of burnt popcorn…” mused Nav-E. “We refer to it as chocolate popcorn because of its color, but as everyone knows, it’s definitely not the same flavor. Interesting crunch though…”

“It sounds to me like your microwaves were either defective or you were heating the bag for too long,” said Evan. “And how did you manage to ruin Easy Mac? They call it that to make it easy to heat and eat for a reason,” he chuckled.

Nav-E thought for a moment on how Sara could ruin popcorn so easily in the microwave.

“Hmm, did you check the date on the bag? If the popcorn was too old, it might not heat properly and could have the potential to start fires.”

[tomaszavenger]

Tom

"Don't worry Neko, I'll tag along... you look like you're in need. And besides, all good things come in twos right? Sole adventures are only fun if something decent happens, but that's normally in storybooks. If you want an adventure, you'd need to get out of here. Maybe we should go outside. The grass out there is quite calming for me." Tom stated, looking in the direction of the nearest exit.

"Of course, if you have a better idea, I'll tag along all the same Brick!" Tom said, with a smile in reference to the leader of the RRBs.

[charli]

~Sara~

Sara turned to Nav-E and shrugged. "Maybe. I had never thought about, never really thought that popcorn could go bad."

Her stomach growled, demanding food. Really? Sara thought in the exasperated tone she had picked up from her calculus teacher. I just had a hotpocket. Ah, well... Humming to herself, Sara went to the cupboard and pulled out a cup of ramen.

"Are you sure you won't burn the house down?" Eric asked, suddenly at her shoulder.

"Jesus!" Sara squeaked, dropping the ramen. Eric laughed and bent to pick it up so that Sara could snatch it back. "My cooking is fine, thank you!" she steamed. "I cooked dinner for my family all the time back home."

Back home... Tears suddenly pricked at Sara's eyes and she glared down at the cup of ramen in her hands in an attempt to hold them back. She hated her life at home, so why did she miss it so much?

[Nekoman]

Zach sighed.
"Tom, face to face, call me Zach. I don't enjoy using aliases in the real world. Not because I don't value thier meaning, I just don't want to ." He faced Tom. "Tell you what: since I'm in such a good mood, I'll let you lead the way."

[tomaszavenger]

"Sarcasm... eh? What's up with you? Do you miss your home or something?" Tom asked in confusion.

"Okay then, I'll lead the way, assuming I can trust you not to stab my back!" Tom said, laughing at his comment and walking slowly, observing Zach's shadow behind him.

"Really Zach... you can tell me anything... tell me what's bothering you." Tom said. "It'll make you feel better if you just spit it out rather than box it in. You can have full confidence in me." Tom added.

[TrickyLA]

Leyla

Toadie grinned, exposing two sharp glittering fangs.

"Excellent."

Licking her face, he nudged Leyla with his head a bit.

"Well then, let's get going shall we? We have alot of distance to travel if we're to make it out without permanen...."

He cut off then, looking as if he had said to much. Leyla shivered, looking concerned.

"...until what Toadie?"

The kitty-dog sighed, turning back to the frightened brunette fully.

"...until you suffer permanent damage to your brain and psyche....I'm sorry Leyla."

Then he beamed again.

"But you know what, you can do it! This is YOUR imagination afterall! YOUR power! You can fight it, CONTROL it."

Pouncing onto her shoulder, Toadie grinned.

"You can make it out of here.....and you've got me."

Leyla shivered, but nodded hesitently. Toadie seemed so sure and she couldn't help but feel a little better at his words. Absently, she stroked Toadie's fur.

Purring, Toadie leapt from Leyla's shoulders.

"Well then...we'd better make it out of here. "

He turned fully, walking right past the horrible mirrors.

"Don't look at them, ignore it."

And she tried. She gulped and shut her eyes tightly, then began walking. After awhile, it got easier and she beamed.

"Toadie! I'm doing it!"

She opened her eyes to locate the kitty-dog, then gasped in shock.

He wasn't there.

"T-Toadie....? That's not funny.....c-come back....."

And then she was back where she started again, alone and scared.

~

Toadie stared at the girl who had stopped moving.

"Leyla...? Hey are you okay?"

He walked over to her, nudging her, but she stayed completely still.

"I'm right here Leyla, I didn't go anywhere...."

His eyes widened.

"SHIT!"

Glaring, he looked around.

"COME OUT HERE! LET HER GO YOU ASSHOLES!"

But it stayed quiet. Muttering a few curses, Toadie walked back to Leyla, hoping to give her comfort even if she couldn't see him.

~

Leyla shivered, a few tears pooling in her eyes.

"No....how could this happen....."

She strained her ears for any sign of Toadie, but what she got was a high pitched giggle.

What's going on....?

She glanced around, eyeing all the nooks and crannys of the nightmare world.

"W-who's there...?"

She glanced a shadow, one she had seen briefly before.

Who is that?

Suddenly, the figure glided out of its hiding spot.

"*giggle* Hello there!"

It was a girl, a little girl much like the little boy she had met earlier.

"W-who....?"

The girl merely giggle.

"That's not important. I just wanted to tell you...."

Suddenly, her eyes flashed. Her face scowled, then lifted into a menacing smirk.

"You ain't NEVER getting outta here."

Laughing, her tiny demonic wings flapped excitedly. Leyla shivered, fightened again. She knew things weren't always as they appeared here. The girl snickered, pulling out a gleaming chain-scythe.

"Prepare yourself..."

And then she jumped at her.

~

Toadie, saw the girl and panicked.

"Oh no...oh shit..."

He didn't know what to do, afterall he was just a kitty-dog! Racking his brain, he finally decided to just jump.

In front of the blade.

~

Leyla didn't know what happened. One minute, she was cringing and waiting for death. The next, she was staring at the crumpled form of Toadie.

"T-Toad...die?"

She glared at the girl.

"WHAT DID YOU DO!?"

The girl smirked.

"He was in the way."

She fumed, snarling at the girl.

"How dare you..."

Suddenly, she heard a soft voice.

"....la?"

Rushing to Toadie, she kneeled in front of the broken body, Tears sprung to her face immediately.

"Toadie...."

He coughed, knowing he didn't have much time left.

"....ur hear....all..in you....head......"

All in my head...?

Toadie attempted a smile.

"Its all in your head.....you can,.....escape......"

Leyla gasped, shivering.

"I....don't think I can....."

Toadie vibrated, a sad attempt at a laugh.

"....can...stronger....than...think..."

Before he could finish, his brains were splattered across the room and the lone monocle glittered in the air before shattering.

Leyla stared, completely shocked, then looked up. The girl was laughing, sneering at her.

"No time for breaks. Outsiders will perish."

She cackled, floating above slightly.

Leyla snapped.

"YOU UNBELIEVABLE BITCH! WHAT DID TOADIE EVER DO TO YOU!"

Growling, she glared at the girl. The girl looked shocked, then smiled smugly.

"Come at me bitch."

And she did.

She charged her so hard that the girl couldn't even retaliate.

"You are going to PAY!"

Before she knew what was happening, a large cleaver was in her hand. She aimed it at the girls heart.

The girl smirked.

"Good, do it. Sink as low as me....be trapped here forever. "

Leyla faultered, glaring at the girl. She sliced off one of her arms. The girl howled in pain before shrieking in laughter.

"YES! YES! HAHAHAHA!"

Leyla frowned, disgusted. She left the girl there, bleeding. Making the Cleaver dissappear, she walked over to what was left of Toadie.

Kneeling there, she clasped her hands together and sighed.

"I'm ready to leave now......"

~

The first thing she felt was fur nuzzling into her. The second thing she felt was the hot sweat sticking to her from all of the struggling she had done in her sleep. First thing she smlled was Toadie.

He's...okay....

Then the last thing she felt was Kat.

She was here.

She was okay.

And then Leyla fell asleep for real.

[Kat]

Kat

As Leyla shuddered back into semi-consciousness, Kat was trying to figure out why she couldn't see her own hands.

Ugh... stupid.. muttering, her wings grew smaller and smaller, until they were the size of butterfly's wings, and looked the part, floating just off her shoulderblades.

The invisibility she had transcended into in her depressed stupor didn't seem to reach the wings, so they rose and fell in space with her frustrated sniffles.

Even as her friend noticed her, Kat was growing smaller and smaller, and - unable to see herself - could barely notice.

As she finally came out of her fog, Kat had to look up to see her friend's hands. She stood about six inches tall, and, although no longer invisible when she realized Leyla was conscious, her paralysing frustration at her own helplessness kept her stuck at the miniscule size.

If I had powers like she did!

...

But all I can do is fly and go invisible.

...

God, I'm the worst friend...

She was probably so scared...

"I can't even-!" Kat jolted at the tinny (yes, that is a word) sound of her own voice.

"Oh come ON!"

[Yetisarge]

Aaron had become bored so he decided to get up and he headed to where Kat and Leyla had disappeared.. or at least in the direction he thought they had disappeared to.

Upon reaching what he thought was Tom's room he looked around. "Ok so Leyla is sleeping.. but.. where is Kat? Wait.. Kat is that you?" He said looking down at what looked like a fairy.

[tomaszavenger]

Tom

Zach remained quite silent, and Tom wondered what was up with him (alliteration not intended). Tom walked outside and sat down in the daylight.

"Hmm... I always screw things up... nothing I hold dear ever lasts..." Tom thought, remembering how many times he had said that before he was taken to the future.

"I guess I'm going to have to get used to that fact. I probably won't be happy until I get married." Tom said aloud, forgetting he was in somebody's presence. Occassionally, Tom said his thoughts to give more meaning to them, and for comfort. But words could be dangerous when leaked.

"So... Zach... what do you think about your life?" Tom asked.

Boot

Boot had followed Evan for a while now. He had forgotten his purpose, accidentally overriding his RAM with other complex calculations his processing deemed of higher requirements and necessity.

"Evan... I lost a little RAM... what am I doing following you? I've finally downloaded all the schematics of the whole complex. I did not realise I was passively following you, but I assume I had a purpose in doing so?" he announced.

[TheTimeSweeper]

Evan and Nav-E

Evan turned around, startled, at the sound of Boot’s voice. Nav-E was still rummaging around in the refrigerator for the cranberry and orange juice and didn’t look up.

“Uh, a purpose? Hmm, if you lost some RAM you might have also forgotten why you are here. Well, at least you recognize me, so your memory is not totally gone. Maybe you are following me because Nav-E and I are the ones who sent you into the Midtown Madness Universe and you are awaiting further instructions as what to do next. Well, we don’t have anything else for you to do as of right now, so you are free to do whatever you want.”

“Who’s following whom?” asked Nav-E as he looked up from the refrigerator with a half-gallon of cranberry juice in one hand and a half-gallon of orange juice in the other. “Oh, hey, Boot. How’s it goin’? Did any of the cars give you trouble?”

[tomaszavenger]

"No... I remember you because critical data about all the contestants and this facility has been placed into permenant storage. I just used a lot of processing and I accidentally overwrote something... I blame the fool who built my transistors." Boot said angrily.

"That seems about right, but the problem is done... so, what do we now?" Boot asked, trying to act human.

[TheTimeSweeper]

Evan and Nav-E

“Oh, I get it...at least I think I do. Your job now is to keep track of all the contestants and the events going on in the house. Well, you’re not obligated to keep tabs on us if that’s what you’re concerned about.” Evan grabbed the containers of juice from Nav-E and poured himself a glass of one juice before adding the second to the same glass. “Hmm, as far as what to do now, we really have no idea. We’re just going to relax until something comes up. You’re welcome to request any two items and a piece of furniture for your room if you have one if you’d like.”


“That sucks that something got overwritten, dude,” sympathized Nav-E. “Who built your transistors? Someone who is a contestant?”

[tomaszavenger]

"No... I do not think you compute... I keep tabs on important stuff anyway. Seeing as I'm going to be around here a long time, I need to keep information on you guys so you do not appear complete strangers, and I need to remember your personalities so I don't do anything to provoke anger. Processing multiple data at once however is difficult. If somebody had built better transistors or given me more RAM, I'd be faster and better in processing... so, if I think too much about downloading schematics and running probability and survival processes, I may forget other less important stuff, like reasoning for location, why certain actions are behaving in such ways, such as my legs were programmed to be following you guys in relation with optical sensors, but the reasoning behind it was overrided in my central processing unit.

Do I need to explain RAM, ROM and storage to make myself more unequivocal?" Boot asked.

[TheTimeSweeper]

Evan and Nav-E

Evan and Nav-E stared openmouthed at Boot. Evan wasn’t watching what he was doing with the juice and ended up overflowing the glass and spilling the liquid onto the counter. He yelped and quickly grabbed some paper towels from the dispenser and started to mop up the juice.

“No…we’re good…” mumbled Nav-E while Evan finished cleaning up the spill and threw the soggy towels into the trash.

“It’s not just us that you need to keep tabs on, right?” asked Evan, turning his attention back to Boot. “Everyone else is just as important. Unless, we are somehow more important than them? I not sure I understand…”

“I think that we’re all going to be in way over our heads soon, so Boot keeping tabs on everyone, unless it’s just us, is going to be really helpful regardless,” replied Nav-E as he poured himself a glass of the two juices and took a sip.

“Well, I can’t argue with that logic.”

[tomaszavenger]

"Little priority is given to what info I save. Usually, priority is to guys I communicate more regularly with, so you two would be at the top of the list. But if you want me to forget something that I think is safe to forget, just tell me, I'll wipe it and I'll be completely oblivious. I keep archives for emergency, but they're not in immediate access, and by protocol it takes me half a minute to access archives, under the Data Protection Act of 2046 Robot Amendment."

[TheTimeSweeper]

Evan and Nav-E

“Well, in that case, then keep doing what you’re doing,” said Evan. “We don’t mind, and when we do, we’ll be sure to let you know.”

“And we’ll also be sure to let you know if there is anything that we want to be deleted,” added Nav-E, once he finished his juice cocktail. “You can count on that.”

[charli]

-Eric-

Sara had gone silently at the mention of home and stared forlornly at her cup of ramen. Hesitantly, Eric reached up to lay a hand on her shoulder, but she shifted away. Her eyes were still distant, but she began to move again, filling the cup with water and putting it in the microwave for a few minutes. As it rotated, a small smile crossed her face. "We always ate ramen in the ROTC rooms at school. We bought it from the Commanders and then fought over the microwave..."

"You had a good life back home, didn't you?" Eric asked quietly.

Sara looked down at the floor, tapping her heel to whatever song was running through her head. "I didn't used to think so. I always got so frustrated with my family. Our personalities were exactly alike, but the way we saw the world were polar opposites. We could never get along.

"But I did have really great friends. It's good that AJ, Kat, and Leyla are here, but I miss my other friends. I miss school. School was more home to me than my house was..."

The microwave dinged, but for a moment Sara didn't move. Then, she rummaged through the drawers for a pair of chopsticks and pulled the noodles out of the microwave. "I'm going to go see what's on Comedy Central," she smiled at Eric, her words a dismissal.

So Eric stayed in the kitchen, watching Sara go to the living room. She was a social creature, and the sudden loss of her friends was really hitting her hard. Eric would go to cheer her up later, but for now, he would leave her with the stand-up comedians. She was in good enough hands for the moment.

[tomaszavenger]

Clan House Bot

The speakers activated before heralding the coming of the second competition.

"Good morning you all. We have had a viewer vote for the next competition, and money's been pouring in for one especially. A special floating ballroom will be present temporarily above the building, and will be reachable by teleporter from the garden. You must pick a partner, if you do not want another house member, you may select some of the robots provided up there. The best dancers will win the competition, as voted by you guys. Points should be scored on dance chosen, accuracy of steps, and background music selected. This competition expires on 4:00 pm afternoon.

(OOC: Before dancing, select your dance and background music, and then describe how you dance to it in the ballroom. All dancing in the ballroom thread.)

You may opt out of the competition if you wish, but if so, you will not be able to recieve the reward.

The reward is 2 extra decorative items each and an exquisite vietnamese chef will cook for you for today's dinner at 6:00, and your food will be delivered to your room.