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Rp w/ dare
Jun 12, 2015 20:18:24 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 12, 2015 20:18:24 GMT -7
Claire turned her head to look at what the robot had brought, and she shook her head. "I didn't mean water," she simply told him, looking at Robo from across the room, "I meant something alcoholic. Is there any beer in there? Or vodka? Something like that." She tousled the blind man's hair in an affectionate way, almost as if she sympathized with him. The doctor knew he was used to dealing with a lot of pain, so she might as well help him with what she could. At any other moment, Matt would have enjoyed the physical contact with the woman he fancied a bit, but he was lost in thought at this moment. As he listened to the robot unzip and start his laptop, he silently wondered what business he had using it, exactly. Wasn't he some type of supercomputer? Why would he need to use it then? The blind man also took note that the gears in Robo stopped moving for a moment: he knew he paused. He glanced up at him, almost knowingly. "What's the matter?" He asked, the volume of his voice cutting through the relative silence of the room.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 12, 2015 20:36:57 GMT -7
"Um," Robo said nervously, "Nothing. And sorry, I wasn't thinking." Alcohol. Duh. Right. Stress = strong drink. Sagan had wanted a strong drink. Of course he'd want alcohol. "I'll uh, go grab some now." His voice was quieter, more subdued, as he was still reeling a bit. Not only was the date displayed on the bar at the bottom of the screen, it was on the website homepage as well, meaning it was definitely not wrong. He snapped the laptop shut perhaps a bit too quickly and got to his feet again, walked speedily into the kitchen again. His mind wasn't really focused on what he was doing, and he ended up somewhat distractedly grabbed the first alcoholic thing he spotted, which was a can of Bud Light. His fingers, which did not have much grip, slipped on the slick can however, causing it to crash to the floor and hiss dangerously, like it was about to explode. "Oh," he said, reacting slowly. "Oh." Almost shaking, he firmly grabbed the can and carried it over to the sink. Common sense said if it was going to explode, that would be the best place for it. "Sorry, sorry," he muttered quietly, thinking intensely. No way. No way. Doctor Dinosaur could not be right. He could not possibly be in the future. Nope. Nada. Nothing. Robo grabbed another can and let the fridge shut itself, bringing the can to Claire again. "Here you go," he said, still sounding distracted and stunned.
(Oh god there was a guy like slamming himself into thumbtacks on America's Got Talent)
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 12, 2015 20:47:36 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 12, 2015 20:47:36 GMT -7
(hA SAME) (finals be like *falls into a pool of pushpins) This time, it wasn't just the overly perceptive Matt that noticed the robot's abnormalities; both he and Claire watched confusedly as Robo fumbled and stumbled nervously, especially when he dropped the can. The doctor eyed him suspiciously as he brought the can to her, and she snatched it out of his hand. "Uh, thanks," was all she had to say, and she continued looking at Robo as she pulled the can tab back. The hiss sounded like a gunshot in the quiet apartment. She handed it to Matt, and he took it gently with his hands, staring past the robot as he did so. After he read the Braille on the bottom of the can he took an elongated swig, and then set the can down on his table. He then crossed his fingers on his lap, and in that moment, he looked exactly like what the stereotypical lawyer would look like: he had a cold, calculating look on his face, as if he knew more than he should. And that last bit was true. The blind man cleared his throat. "Robo," he began, "You're not fooling anyone. Just tell me what's going on."
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 12, 2015 21:01:41 GMT -7
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 12, 2015 21:01:41 GMT -7
"It's 2015," Robo said dully, but as he continued, his voice gained in volume and intensity. "It's 2015 and time travel is not possible. You can be outside time if you're inside a creature that exists in all times at once, but you cannot possibly travel through time." He began to pace back and forth rapidly, optics taking on a frantic, desperate look. "You can't." He said, and came to a stop. "You just can't. You can't time travel, and you can't dimension travel. I don't know what's going on here. I don't know."
There was a distraught air about the aged robot. He was usually so animated that he never seemed old. Now though, despite his timeless appearance and modern clothing, he appeared every one of his 88 years. With his eyes half closed in defeat and his slumped posture, he looked like a lost soul. Even his optics looked dimmer, and the small accents adorning his frame that normally added character to his outline- the tips on his head so many liked to call ears, and those on the sides of his head and on his arms- recalled a time long past, like an antique. He looked older, and he looked inconsolable. The one thing he was so sure of. Giant bugs? Not possible, but it happened. A creature that existed outside the universe? Fine. A talking dinosaur? Probably fake. But time travel? He had been so sure of it, and now? What could he be sure of?
(oh god and then there was a guy balancing on a knife in his mouth on the tip of another guy's knife ALSO in his mouth like- oh dear god)
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 13, 2015 20:09:03 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 13, 2015 20:09:03 GMT -7
The blind man listened attentively, his mouth slightly agape in shock. If he was confused, he could only wonder how Claire felt about the robot's testimony; she probably thought she was going insane. Luckily though, the doctor's emergency room instincts kicked in, and within moments of him finishing, she rushed to Robo's side, gently reassuring him in a calm but firm voice. "It's ok, it's going to be ok," she reassured him, leading him to a chair. "Take a seat. We'll get this all sorted out.. Eventually." Though she tried her best to be cheerful and supportive, even her voice had some doubt in it. Claire did as she had learned from the Daredevil's various deadly escapades, however, and didn't ask any questions. Meanwhile, Matt observed with his trademark calm, cool, and collected expression. To him, the doubt in Claire's voice was as loud as a gunshot, and he felt slightly guilty for bringing her into this bizarre situation. He knew he could trust her, though; after all, she had kept his identity secret for several months now. Surely she could keep one more?
(These peeps be cray man. Like who puts a knife in your mouth, what is that going to achieve)
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 13, 2015 21:29:23 GMT -7
Robo attempted to quickly shake off his funk. That was unlike him; it felt weird. Granted, this was a weird situation, but he didn't know what came over him. He never acted that way. He stopped and stared at the chair for a moment, analyzing it. He would've liked to take a seat. He would also like to go home. The shadow. The infrared person. The shrieking- and the lack of working systems. And then...the weird behavior. He'd never had a breakdown like that. It actually reminded him of how he'd acted in the early years- more impulsive, less decisive, easily flustered. "I think that thing messed with my head," he announced, sounding far more sure of himself and possibly even chipper. "I don't know what came over me then. But I do know after that thing left I couldn't access anything- that's why I needed your laptop," he explained, nodding to Matt. "I can't get to GPS, radio, anything. I even tried TV. "It messed with me somehow. Whoever or whatever that was, it was more than just infrared."
(Omg sorry I missed your post I've been working on a dinosaur drawing :V I should probably stop...yeahhhhh)
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 13, 2015 23:27:02 GMT -7
(rereading this and realizing just how much complete and utter lack of planning I have when posting random emotional robo, caused by random emotional screaming thing, caused??? im literally bullshitting all of this and it's fantastic but im also running out of ideas HELP)
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 15, 2015 8:06:41 GMT -7
(Jesus I'm so sorry I haven't been being too active. It's been an exhausting trip and my muse was just drained yesterday.) (But I feel like some brainstorming could help a bit before I reply so we aren't just going nowhere again. Should the enemy be some weird version of Ultron? You saw AoU right? That's all I got so far :') )
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 15, 2015 9:51:40 GMT -7
(OMG DOUBLE CROSSOVER, ABSOLUTELY OMFG WHAT IF THE INFRARED IS ULTRON AFTER THE MOVIE????? but then emotions. i basically stuck that in to cover up for my shitty characterizing lol sorry)
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 15, 2015 12:49:32 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 15, 2015 12:49:32 GMT -7
(That could be cool :0 ) (If you think you'll do a bad job, I could rp as Ultron. I'll try to do my best, haha.) (And did you know he quoted so many historical figures? Wilt Chamberlain and Jesus Christ to name a few.)
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