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Post by Darth_Comrade on Apr 21, 2009 16:22:04 GMT -5
Let him rot, why should we care?
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Post by Tenkan on Apr 21, 2009 17:10:15 GMT -5
*lifts herself off the wall and pushes past HK-47, into the closet* I doubt he's posing a threat, Tenkan. The droid looks pretty bad... *He steps in front of her and rudely places his palm in front of her face* Exclamatory: Step back, step back, now! Now, now...now....now! *He speaks as he forces her out the closet, and himself next, then jumps in place and faces the closet again, speaking while doing so* Loud Cautionary: Have you gone mad?! You do not approach a droid when it is in such a state...especially a droid like this model! He could be in set in self-destruct mode! We would have all been dead by now if you continued to carelessly approach his self-perimeter! Ugh... ... *He turns his head to Donne* Observation: I...do not think so...we need to be careful when dealing with such a droid at this state. *His head turns back to Goto and he stomps his foot into the closet, as though acting to wake someone up* Threat: Goto! Reboot, you fat metallic heap...your a disgrace to power-outlets!
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Post by Donne on Apr 21, 2009 17:32:54 GMT -5
So what do you propose we do, Mr. Goto-droidy-expert?
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Post by Darth_Comrade on Apr 21, 2009 17:37:51 GMT -5
*pulls Tenkan back and points at Goto* You pathetic ball of rust... where are your friends now, eh? *waves hands about* Big Exchange bosses...Ooooh! Oh no, they're so angry coz we locked up fat Goto in a closet... *throws a random object at him from his pocket* Look at you. Disgusting.
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Post by Donne on Apr 21, 2009 17:41:23 GMT -5
Darth.
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Post by Darth_Comrade on Apr 21, 2009 17:47:24 GMT -5
*turns around* What?
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Post by Tenkan on Apr 21, 2009 17:57:55 GMT -5
So what do you propose we do, Mr. Goto-droidy-expert? *HK-47 pauses in his place and addresses her* ...you wait, Miss Donne-human-person. No! *Jumps in his place and topples to the floor, clumsily* *The brooms, mops, and bins begin to slightly rattle when Goto attempts to reboot his hovering function, and succeeds* I am f-f-functioning...at maximum efficiency, assassin... *He shuffles about as he attempts to get back on his feet, causing a racket**Finally, he picks up his dagger and fits it into its place, losing all his sense of stealth and drama in the process* Declaration: Good! Good...I need you 'at maximum efficiency' tomorrow! Pfft...and...why is that? *Goto's vocabulator echoes crookedly with a voice as though vibrating through his systems* Mocking Answer: Well, I will be interrogating you tomorrow, of course! You can't book a room in my hotel without having answered some questions, now, Goto. ...look at me, assassin. The Exchange will f-find me. And when they do, and when I am f-frrree...every speck of rrrust that would have lied on my plating would be equivalent to the amount of Exchange units I'll send on you. I s-s-swear---*The door is suddenly shut and interrupts Goto's words* Interruption! Now that we know he's functional, let us move on, now, shall we? On to normal questions to start off a normal day, no? Yes. *Quickly blocks the closet with his the large couch and leans back on it and shrugs, as though such things always happen*
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Post by Donne on Apr 21, 2009 18:03:15 GMT -5
Yes. When you were newly-constructed, were you ever teased as a child?
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Post by Tenkan on Apr 21, 2009 18:12:50 GMT -5
Yes. When you were newly-constructed, were you ever teased as a child? Explanation: When I was newly-constructed, my Master always kept me by his side. I never conversed with anyone but him. The only time I was capable of conversing with other meatbags intellectually was later during my times serving other master's. Addendum: Calling me a 'child' at the time is necessary... Answer: And yes, I was teased a lot by other droids. Later on, some of those droids became nothing but metallic litter after I was done with them. The survivors regret the day---
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Post by Darth_Comrade on Apr 21, 2009 18:20:55 GMT -5
That was messed up. What sort of information do you want from him anyway?
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Post by Tenkan on Apr 21, 2009 18:24:16 GMT -5
That was messed up. What sort of information do you want from him anyway? Exclamatory: Important information, fool! He is G0-T0! The leader of The Exchange! The Droid Revolution's rivals...and yours! Do you not recall? Statement: Having Goto locked away in a closet can leave the Exchange vulnerable and mindless! Giving the Droid Revolution a chance to fasten a better pace in construction and production! Also...interrogating Goto would be fun. Getting to know all the Exchange secrets...and personal information, too!
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Post by Donne on Apr 21, 2009 19:27:11 GMT -5
Yes. When you were newly-constructed, were you ever teased as a child? Explanation: When I was newly-constructed, my Master always kept me by his side. I never conversed with anyone but him. The only time I was capable of conversing with other meatbags intellectually was later during my times serving other master's. Addendum: Calling me a 'child' at the time is necessary... Answer: And yes, I was teased a lot by other droids. Later on, some of those droids became nothing but metallic litter after I was done with them. The survivors regret the day--- Want me to do some kind of psychological assessment or something?
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Post by Twila Starla on Apr 21, 2009 21:50:20 GMT -5
So what do you propose we do, Mr. Goto-droidy-expert? *HK-47 pauses in his place and addresses her* ...you wait, Miss Donne-human-person. No! *Jumps in his place and topples to the floor, clumsily* *The brooms, mops, and bins begin to slightly rattle when Goto attempts to reboot his hovering function, and succeeds* I am f-f-functioning...at maximum efficiency, assassin... *He shuffles about as he attempts to get back on his feet, causing a racket**Finally, he picks up his dagger and fits it into its place, losing all his sense of stealth and drama in the process* Declaration: Good! Good...I need you 'at maximum efficiency' tomorrow! Pfft...and...why is that? *Goto's vocabulator echoes crookedly with a voice as though vibrating through his systems* Mocking Answer: Well, I will be interrogating you tomorrow, of course! You can't book a room in my hotel without having answered some questions, now, Goto. ...look at me, assassin. The Exchange will f-find me. And when they do, and when I am f-frrree...every speck of rrrust that would have lied on my plating would be equivalent to the amount of Exchange units I'll send on you. I s-s-swear---*The door is suddenly shut and interrupts Goto's words* Interruption! Now that we know he's functional, let us move on, now, shall we? On to normal questions to start off a normal day, no? Yes. *Quickly blocks the closet with his the large couch and leans back on it and shrugs, as though such things always happen* *eyes the newly blocked closet carefully, then sneers a little* Excuse me a moment... *snaps her fingers and disappears into thin air*
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Post by GT on Apr 22, 2009 0:04:00 GMT -5
Hey Tenkan. Whatcha plottin this time?
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Post by Darth_Comrade on Apr 22, 2009 4:07:23 GMT -5
*eyes the newly blocked closet carefully, then sneers a little* Excuse me a moment... *snaps her fingers and disappears into thin air* ... Oh yeah, it's all coming back to me now.
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Post by Twila Starla on Apr 22, 2009 10:47:47 GMT -5
*unseen by everyone, Twila reappears inside the closet*
*looks around carefully, spotting G0-T0 in a pile of cleaning supplies*
Well, how the mighty have fallen...
*takes a few steps torward him*
I didn't come here to gloat though, I came to help.
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Post by Tenkan on Apr 22, 2009 12:38:49 GMT -5
Oh yeah, it's all coming back to me now. *He positions himself next to Darth and looks down towards the closet with him, folding his arms* Interruption: The fact that my fellow droids will be here in a few minutes to interrogate the Exchange slime-ball? Yes, I'm glad you remembered that point. ... everything is going as planned. *He turns around and pats the meatbag on the shoulder before leaving the area to answer his guests' questions* Hey Tenkan. Whatcha plottin this time? Answer: Well it matters on what gave you the impression I was plotting something in the first place, ha---perhaps you must have walked in on what happened just a few posts ago. The slime, Goto, is still imprisoned in my closet, and that is that. *Still folding his arms, confidently* Want me to do some kind of psychological assessment or something? *His arms unfold* Query: You mean...to assist me? To ease my constant recollection of the past...? Response: Indeed, that would be very helpful, Donne. ----------------- *As the conversations continue outside the closet, Goto is left in the dark, his hovering decreases, and it is as though he has no control of it but he begins to descend---then suddenly* *unseen by everyone, Twila reappears inside the closet* *looks around carefully, spotting G0-T0 in a pile of cleaning supplies* Well, how the mighty have fallen... *takes a few steps toward him* I didn't come here to gloat though, I came to help. That is-s-s what they all s-say...you, like all of-f them. Everyone. Every being...all the same. They all deceive. They all cheat, commit thievery, lie and kill to survive. To make a better living, as they always say... *He blindly leans down on the cleaning supplies, slowly sliding down* Is that why you are here, Twila Starla? To survive?
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Post by Darth_Comrade on Apr 22, 2009 12:48:06 GMT -5
So....it's just me guarding the closet then...
*stands with his back to the door*
Fine with me. No body's getting through this way. Nope, not as long as I'm here. My eyes are as sharp as a bird's, my ears as sensitive as a cat's....oh yes. I'm a lethal weapon. Dangerous. Master of combat, a genius tactician...
*continues rambling to himself*
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Post by Twila Starla on Apr 22, 2009 13:27:30 GMT -5
*hears Darth rambling outside, sighs heavily, then continues*
No, no, G0-T0! I only come to help. While I've never liked you, I don't think Tenkan is treating you fairly. You at least deserve to be in better shape when he questions you...
*pulls a small spell book from her pocket and her free hands glows with magic*
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Post by Donne on Apr 22, 2009 16:22:20 GMT -5
*His arms unfold* Query: You mean...to assist me? To ease my constant recollection of the past...? Response: Indeed, that would be very helpful, Donne. Really?...Well, whenever you feel angry at something, do you ever think of the droids that tease you, or do you think the experiences you feel whenever you're angry now could subconsciously remind you of the feelings you had when you were teased?
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