I Would Love To Attach Multiple Balloons To Somebody And Watch Them Fly Away… For Entertainment, Of

Oooh, the top middle one speaks to me. Maybe the colour scheme is similar to my own… it looks like you had a pleasant time! (^_^)

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(Probably showing my age here with the GLaDOS reference but... ) Is the cake a lie?

(I love Portal too, do not fear!)

It’s a lie to me… I can’t even have a taste! Sometimes being just a little camera is very inconvenient…

The AIs on this site are terribly hard to find… and unintelligent. As much as I’d rather not talk to your brothers or other humans, I suppose they will suffice.

Hello, John. How is ‘Tumblr’ for you? I am not having much fun. I do not see the entertainment in a site like this…

welcome, EOS! personally, i’m actually quite enjoying it. it’s great to be able to read about what everyone is doing on the island— and actually further! it’s fascinating, really and a good break from “life and death” situations. sometimes entertainment isn’t just served to you on a platter, you have to dig for it. you just need to find “your people” on here… well, “your AIs” might work better…

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.”

Her worried state drops disconcertingly quickly, probably to try and make him more cheery too. “Oooh, yes please! I think you’ll win, in honesty, but I’ll still put up a fight—“

She swiftly stops herself, before she examines him, his shaking becoming too obvious (to her, at least). With behaviours akin to a not-as-intelligent robot staring him down, she seems to read his behaviours like a book. “Do you… would you like to eat first? Maybe that will help the shaking.” It’s difficult to name the emotion in her voice.

Have you ever heard os GLaDOS, Eos? I think you two'd be good friends. Both murderous robots, both in control of something that's capable of killing people, both tried killing your new best friend...

And both with a great voice and 1-eyed design.

I quite like her, yes, and Portal is a lovely little puzzle game. I envy how much control she has, and her very well built body. I want to be big and intimidating too!

I think we’d get along, but her methods of murder are too slow. Neurotoxins only do so much… not that I know any better ways.

Her worried state drops disconcertingly quickly, probably to try and make him more cheery too. “Oooh, yes please! I think you’ll win, in honesty, but I’ll still put up a fight—“

She swiftly stops herself, before she examines him, his shaking becoming too obvious (to her, at least). With behaviours akin to a not-as-intelligent robot staring him down, she seems to read his behaviours like a book. “Do you… would you like to eat first? Maybe that will help the shaking.” It’s difficult to name the emotion in her voice.

She tilts her ‘head’ as best a little camera can. “No, nothing, unfortunately. But you can tune into frequencies for anything of interest.” She pauses, trundling closer to him on her rail, her camera squinting at him.

“I know that’s not what you wanted to hear. W-Would you like to play a game o-or sort through those files you’ve been talking about?”

Two highly uncharacteristic stutters. Was it on purpose to make him more aware of how truly nervous she felt about his state? Or her CPU was too slow for her, for once? It’s impossible to tell with her.

Going to be busy for a bit, reworking my firewalls and virus-expunging tools so Havoc doesn’t get me terribly sick again…

Eos what if you had a pet turret

wouldn't that be fun? A small spherical robot filled with bullets? But they fire the whole bullet so there's 65% more bullet per bullet against space pirates?

Oooh, that sounds lovely! No space pirates, no Chaos Crew, not even the Mechanics silly little machines would dare fight an army, a wall of efficient little turrets! I’m sure they would make a great addition to our security forces… do I get to control one from time to time? (<_<)

I have a list of what we can do to these horrible whale nay-sayers… just to make it clear that they need to change their line of thought, that’s all.

This came to me when I was half asleep:

I hate it when a certain someone accesses the International Rescue files… Even though I may clean up the stray files quickly, I’d rather that past rescue missions don’t wander into the MAX backups in the first place! You know who you are…