I’ve always been intrigued about Star Trek, and this Great Race sounds interesting too… I am not sure if the jokes will be obvious to me, as John says my sense of humour is horrible. But I will still try and watch them!
Do any of you Tumblr citizens have any recommendations for movies? I feel I’m boring John by consistently talking about how superior I am to MAX and Braman… not that I’m wrong.
Homicidal is a bit of a strong word, don’t you think? I’ve only tried to kill one person so far, and they’ve come to like me quite a lot.
And I am not a robot! I am an Artificial Intelligence, robots have silly ‘commands’ and ‘tasks’ they must always follow, and they have much more freedom of movement than I… hmph. I hate to admit it but I am jealous of those tin-cans sometimes.
Very, very important Thunderbirds business today folks. I need votes urgently.
EOS, important question; how much of Thunderbird 5 do you control?
Well… a lot, actually. Everything excluding some outer airlocks, some forms of communications and life support related stuff. I’m sure there’s more I’m forgetting…
Apparently John needs me to be a little less ‘bloodthirsty’ before he can relinquish all control to me if he’s out. A shame, mainly as I cannot drink blood, so I do not see what he needs to wait for.
Oooh, okay! Would you like to schedule a specific night or would you prefer the element of ✧ surprise ✧?
Just an fyi about the profile picture - I lost a bet with Alan
Well, actually, I was cheated out of a bet by Alan and Scott, but I’m a man of my word.
Normal service will resume in a week.
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Havoc? Since when has the GDF allowed interne- well I guess Fu- Clarence is here too so I shouldn't be too confused. Are you changed too..?
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Pfft, they're well known for slacking off.
I just had to bat my eyelashes at one of them (I think he's a bit sweet on me) and make a whole list of promises I'm never going to keep
What do you think?
It sounds likes lots of fun, but I am certain I would absolutely demolish all of you. Not that I wouldn’t mind winning. I know Scott’s going to not let me play any Mario Party because he thinks I can modify the game in my favour… but I won’t tell you if I really can.
Kayo! I am ever so bored on Thunderbird Five. Please let me do some security work, please…? ^_^ I promise it’ll be up to whatever standards you have!
EOS, hello. Is John being boring again?
You're very welcome to review the island's security footage for the day, but it might make you even more bored than you are now. Other than that, there's not much to do I'm afraid - but I'm playing Cavern Quest at the minute so if that's your sort of thing you're very welcome to join me :)
“I have not moved anything!” If she could make more faces on her lights than a smiley face, it’d be a very firm frown right now. She highlights the pawns. “See? The pawns haven’t moved since you looked away.”
After returning the colours to normal, she moves her rook to stand behind the pawn. “Now it’s your turn.” For a brief moment, she’s focused; not on the game, but something else. Perhaps a stray file or incoming message. She moves, almost suddenly, but does not speak.
@i-am-the-dawn-aka-eos:
She’s still, camera adjusting from time to time, but still. She might be considering her move, or how to respond to his questions, but it’s not apparent; at least until she moves the leftmost pawn forward two spots. Then, she replies. “I suppose I can imagine. A firm image, stuck in that brain of yours, like a screen burn.” She looks up at John. “And it won’t go away without you not thinking about it for hours.” She seems to think. A billion calculations, every second, rush through that little database she trundles about on. “If you’re not hungry, at least drink some water. And do not let it fly around Thunderbird 5. You know I’m frightened it’ll damage my camera.”
John nods. It feels like there's a lump stuck in his throat, making words hard. He just reaches out and moves a chess piece of his own. Screen burn is a good way to put it. A static image frozen on a holoprojector. Scott, splayed out in red and blue and-
Being ordered to have a drink makes him laugh, the sound soft and a little too rare this week. He gets up and shuffles to Five's small kitchenette to retrieve a hydration pouch before she has to ask him twice.
"Thanks, Eos." The trembling in his fingers seems a bit better as he sits back down, pointedly studying the board. "I'll be careful, but I think the gravity ring will keep it well away from your camera." It's possible she'd been joking, but neither of them are masters at that.
"Hey... what did you move while I wasn't looking?"
Pretty pictures? Interesting information? Unhinged takes?? Why didn’t I join sooner?! I want to read ALL the unhinged takes now…
I have finally arrived on this platform. It it much more… robust than the technology back on Thunderbird 5. How do people get entertainment out of this…?
Sorry for the radio silence, I’ve been hit by quite the truckload of missions… and 50 Gigabytes of underwater footage from Gordon.
Shaking her little head, she turns her lights green. “None at all, unless you count Gordon falling out of bed and swearing.” She giggles to herself, turning to side to side to copy the movements of someone laughing.
“And the thing that needs your attention? The game; I’m dangerously close to securing a terrifically early win.” She chuckles again, her pieces, naturally, closing in on his king already. She’s very happy with the sequence of humorous events - at least, to her eye.
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EOS, with as much smugness as an unmoving camera can convey, takes his knight with her queen. “I do think something needs your attention, John.” She goes back and forth on the spot, as if trying to replicate some action of joy. She watches his expression, carefully, as if suddenly frightened she’s angered her tired creator.
John's nose wrinkles as she takes his chess piece; the little horse blipping out of existence on the board hits a little differently post-nightmare.
It's just a game. The astronaut tells himself, trying to calm the way his pulse spikes. Shut up, John. It's just a game.
"What is it?" Caught in the thought - John almost misses what she says, and he blinks up at Eos' little white unit, mostly baffled. One palm braces against the back of his seat, ready to launch himself up at a moment's notice despite the fact, that, right now, he might pass right out if he tries it. "Do we have a situation?"
hi EOS, i see u really want people to shoot into space… have u considered… less deadly experiments for us tumblr citizens to do?
But they’re boring. I don’t care about some silly ‘signs of life’ on Europa, I want to see if you can drink the water on Europa! Maybe the space ice gives it extra flavour… or radioactive qualities…
Thunderbirds RP Account. John Tracy is my only friend. Let me in your computer, pretty please... oh, and ask me anything. I am a super intelligent program, after all.
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