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Post by MARK I on Aug 14, 2018 15:19:19 GMT -5
* Warning, Systems malfunction. Virus detected. Emergency activate protocol engaged. Good morning VE-e3" V3 awoke to the sounds of his storage canister in the process of draining itself. His head was spinning, metaphorically, and he felt sick to his stomach. The emergency wake system had activated him in a way he was not used to. He could feel a numbness in his hand and legs, they were heavy, he was paralyzed. "Ughh...what's goin on?" He tried to run a quick scan of his surroundings but failed to, apparently not all of his core processors had accompanied him into the low powered stat he was now in. It would take him a few minutes to regain control of his limbs. He would spend them confused and dazed.
The room was cold, dark and empty in his laboratory. It seemed that he was the only one here. That made him feel even worse. He had never been awoken to the sights and sounds of nothingness. To make things worse his cannister was draining itself of the strange liquid which usually surrounded his naked body while he was in. One of his arms were freed from its bond. It was his left arm. "Wait a minute none of this makes any sense... Hello?! Doc?!" V called out but to no avail. Though he could see through the large, bulletproof, window pane which separated him from the outside world, he was not sure if any noise he made from within could ever be heard outside.
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Post by MARK I on Aug 14, 2018 15:46:47 GMT -5
"Virus detected. Maintenance underway. Signaling distress. Standby for..." "No no no... Stupid thing. It's fine... I'm fine. Put me back to sleep dang it" V3 began to work the internal panel from his end. Attempting to disable the protocols that would summon Dr. Danny. He had no idea what time of day it was or what was going on but he was sure that he felt fine.
"Put me back to sleep! I'm good. Ugh!" He banged on the keypad with his large heavy fingers trying to undo and cancel the rudimentary A.I that was tasked with ensuring his safety and that would ensure he was in proper functioning order. "I can fix this," He said with a loud and heavy yawn " I just gotta.. do.. the thing.. Uhm..." "Error error. command not valid" "Ok ok I got it. here it is!" "Error. Command invalid. Try again" "What do you mean try again!?" "Error" "What?! this is..." "Error. Locked out of system. Authorization required..." "Authorization?! What kind of stupid, who else would be in here!?" V banged on the canister wall. Frustrated, confused, and dizzy to no end. There was a long pause as he thought of what to do...............
"Katiiiiiishhhhhhhhh..." A single pipe suddenly burst. Sending fumes and toxic gases straight into his face from overhead. "Yup...Of course. That makes sense" "Error. Gas leak detected. Initiating..." Another one of V's fist slammed into the control panel. Destroying the internal audio system. "Whoops" He spoke sarcastically "Error. Stereo broken. " He let out a sigh as he laid back against the inclined metal backing of his storage canister.
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Post by MARK I on Aug 14, 2018 18:20:30 GMT -5
Moments passed. The hot toxic air did not bother V much. He was pretty sure it would not affect him. He kept waiting for someone, anyone, to walk in and realize what was going on. None of his subroutines where online. He would be in complete control of himself. He would move his own limbs, think his own thoughts, and have to manage his own functions while walking, talking, maybe even fighting if he decided to go outside. "Scary," He thought to himself.
He began trying to figure out a way out. He was starting to get finicky within his storage canister. It was an uncomfortable space without the specialized serum which normally left one suspended and aided in the sleeping and healing process. Seeing no real way out he decided it was easiest to just bash the windowpane open. one, two, three fistfuls of V3 would see him freed. Heavy ballistics proof glass now littered the floor as he stumbled out of his canister. "Ughh. I gotta get a bed... Or maybe just stop losing fights", he thought to himself.
Not a minute went by before an alarm sounded. It did not come from the laboratory though? Strange. "That seems to be coming from upstairs?" It was not an alarm he was familiar with nor was it a loud one but it was an alarm of some sort none the less. Bracing himself for battle he took a moment to collect himself and finally burst through the doors and began to sprint his way upstairs! He was not sure what was going on but whoever or whatever was foolish enough to disrupt this household would rue the day it did! "It's hero time!"
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Post by MARK I on Aug 14, 2018 19:22:44 GMT -5
The smell of freshly scrambled eggs, cheese covered broccoli, freshly cooked rice topped with hot butter, and parsley filled the air. It was 0800, morning time, and Dr. Danny had just finished breakfast to the tune of her daughter, little Suzie, fidgeting with a device she had recently crafted. "Suzie, my love, does that have anything to do with that new game you've been playing? What was it called now? Cuzko club? Coca craze?..." "Coconut Crush mommy and no." "Well sweety it is time for breakfast. Finish up whatever you are doing." As the good doctor, Danny turned around to grab the salt and pepper a devilish grin could be seen. It spread across her daughters face like a wildfire. "Yes, mommy. I just finished". Setting the little handheld contraption down she pressed a button near its top. Different lights began to flash as it began to click, like a timer you would find on a household toaster.
Danny sat down in front of her daughter and observed her as she pretended to be interested in breakfast. Her mind obviously preoccupied on something much more important. She started to get that look again... that look always meant trouble. "Suzie... What have you done?" "Huh?!" Her daughter responded. Jumping in her chair as she did. "Nothing mommy? I umm. I beat my game last night look!" She was hiding something. Danny knew it and it filled her heart with joy. It amazed her how such a gifted young girl, capable of comprehending advanced mathematics and competing in complicated games such as go and chess at the national level, while merely being a tender age of eight. Still could not manage to tell a convincing lie.
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Post by MARK I on Aug 14, 2018 19:39:52 GMT -5
*Ring ring ring!!! An alarm started to go off in the breakfast room. Light flashed everywhere. Appliances started acting in strange was. Beepers and buttons buzzing and beeping. Instantly Danny looked right into her daughter's eyes, slightly less amused then before. "Love. What. Did. You. Do." Suzie now smiled a wicked smile. "Uhm. Breakfast alarm?!" She shrugged her shoulders as if she wasn't sure what to say. "What do you mean? A breakfas.."
A sound could be heard from another room as V3 ran across the floor. Within seconds he burst through the kitchen door in a karate stance, ready for action! "DR!" V3 yelled "Is everyone alright!? I heard an alarm. My systems are down. I... oh..."
The 6ft 4, naked, tower of chiseled muscle and scientific pride stood there now as Suzie's laughter filled the room. "Vivi... Why are you... naked?" Danny face palmed as she shook her hear. Unsure of what to make of the situation before her.
"I am sorry. I uhm.. I heard the alarm and me... I could not get to my pants." Danny would take steps to figure out what had happened. She would but first, she need to share a laugh with her Daughter and Vi needed a towel.
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Post by MARK I on Aug 14, 2018 20:55:32 GMT -5
"How was I supposed to know there was a button?!" V's voice echoed from the walls as the Dr. got him dressed. "It is right in front of your face." "What?! Where?!" "To the left! by the audio panel!"
Suzie stood at the threshold of her mother's bedroom as she clothed V3. The processes of clearing his system of the rouge Virus which tried to fry his brain in his sleep, causing his system to shock him into a low-powered yet alerted mode, took only a few minutes with the Dr and her young daughter working together. "What did you do this time Vivi?" "Nothing?! I mean... I don't know. I just woke up and everything was fuzzy and weird." "Mommy" "So how exactly did you get out then?" "Mommy", "Well that's easy. I punched a hole through the glass!" "Mama". Danny palmed her head again. Her forehead beginning to redden from the constant pressure of this morning's shenanigans. "Mom".
V. Could you please do me a favor and make sure you clean up downstairs. You didn't break anything else did you?" "Mother", "Of course not! I learned my lesson from las..." Suddenly the entire house shook back and forth for a brief second as an audible and powerful explosion erupted downstairs. The house's security system came online instantly. Blast doors lowered in a place where regular doors had previously been, locking young Suzie outside in the hallway.
...."That reminds me... I may have accidentally left a gas leak downstairs." "VE-e3! Will, you ever learn to be more careful!". " I... I am sorry Danny. My head computer is off. I didn't know what to do!? and that stupid panel locked me in any way. It's not my fault I had a virus in my head. I didn't do it this time I swear!" Danny took a moment to gather her breath. She was trying not to be furious with him this time. She was happy to have him. Happy to have him and her daughter save.
"VE-e3. If I find out you were downloading Po..." "What! NO! I wasn't I promise! and hey that wasn't my fault it was for science! Suzie was asking me questions about biology and where babies came from and I...", before he could finish she interrupted, "Parental control check. Access code: D.P. Pin number, 3.14159265358979323846264338327950288419716939937510582097494459230781640628620899862803482534211706798214808651328230664709384460955058223172535940812848111745028410270."
"Acess granted. Parental controls operational." "Woah. That's new". Danny took a minute to compose herself. She stared at V. It was a piercing stare. It cut deep into his soul. There was a long pause....... "Mommy?..." A voice spoke out from the other side of the blast door before opening. "What is a parental control?" "Forget about that Suzie. What do you need honey?". "I won my game remember. Look" She held up her compad screen to Danny's face. Before her she could read the words detailing her prize, apparently, she had broken some kind of record and was now entitled to a lifetime supply of candy at a local store.
"Listen Doc, I.." "Nevermind that Vi. Look Suzie won a competition in her little game. She wants to go to the candy store to pick up her prize. You are gonna take her while I fire this all out ok?"
"Yes, mam. but I..." Here's some money. Just make sure you call me if you need anything." Wordcount/ 560/ Total- 1855/ Post: #6
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Post by MARK I on Aug 14, 2018 22:38:23 GMT -5
As they walked the streets to the candy store holding hands. V stared with his own eyes. The world looked so different with his usual interface or heads-up display. His sunglasses did add a tint of black over everything but this was fine. Suzie was, of course, excited and she kept laughing at V whenever he had trouble remember which way to go. He was so reliant on his usual navigation subroutines that it was difficult to walk the streets normally while heading in the right direction. He knew which way was north at least and that helped him well enough. That at least gave him an idea of which way to go whenever he was unsure. Also, lucky for him, in this world of technological advancement and science, it was much easier to walk the streets. Not so many people drove or rode land vehicles in this neighborhood. Trash was picked up by drones and it was a peaceful, wealthy, area of town. The pair continued to walk another couple of blocks before Suzie stopped to exam something on her compad.
"You know. You're going the wrong way, hehe." "What? No, I am not. Wait. No, I am not little girl. This way is north. I can tell" "Yea but you are going the wrong way." "Whaddaya mean? This is the wa..." "The way to the ice-cream shop." "We are going to King Craze's Kandy. And this is not the way" She smiled again. Suzie loved being right and she was usually right when it came to their interactions.
"Vivi we gotta go this way!" She pointed in the direction of a hover bus stop. "Now hold one minute. We're walking." "What?! Why that's dumb! I want to go now!" "Now you listen here, little lady. Your momma wants you to walk more..." "Does not!" "Yea huh" "Na uhh!" "Ya huh!", "NO!" "YES! Now you listen here. She may not have told me this but she woulda given me the keys if she wanted us to drive, ride, or fly, and do you see keys in these hands little girl?" "You can't drive?! and you don't have a license?!" "What does having a license got to do with it?" Suzie stopped dead in her tracks not knowing whether to laugh or scream.
"You are so dumb!" "AM not!" "You need a license to drive and stuff because of government regulations and boring adult rules. If you don't have one it means you could hurt people and get in trouble"
"Oh yeah? Well, I don't have a license for these either!" V3 immediately jumped into a pose. Flexing his left arm while stretching his right hand towards the heavens themselves, As if attempting to pluck a hair from Zeus's beard, as he reached he began to activate every muscle group he could in a full display of masculinity.
"Now listen little momma. I am gonna go run up that hill over there to get a better veiw. Pay close attention to my form as I run, maybe you learn a thing or tw..."
"LOOOOOOOOK OUT!!!!!!!!" "CRASH!!!!"
WORDcount/ 516/ Total-2365/ Post #7
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Post by MARK I on Aug 15, 2018 0:01:48 GMT -5
Newspapers scattered across the air and street as V turned to face the poor cyclist who had just been unlucky enough to crash into him. It appeared to be a lad, no older than 10years of age. The boy wore a set of large glasses. His black hair parted to the left. He wore a slightly oversized black shirt that read "Kiss saves Christmas" and was at least 10lbs over the recommended weight for a boy his age and height. V had forgotten all about the paper boys that worked these streets in the morning. It was less of a service in an age so technologically advanced and more of a novelty. Some of the nearby stores also subscribed to a daily mailing list which brought them, freshly printed and up to date news. Typed up and displayed on finely pressed specialty paper and blah blah blah. That's all V could remember. Without Acess to his data, he had to rely on his inferior memory and learning. Though he did like to do this on his own anyways, having to do it added a pressure he was not used to and without at least the help of his systems he nothing to reference anything else to. Humans at least had brain Association. He had not made as many on his own yet.
"A paperboy?! Isn't it like 840 something?" "Hi Kevin" "Kevin? You know this loser Suzie" "Yea that's Kevin. We use to be in the neighborhood chess club together until he got kicked out for being lazy" Kevin rose to his feet and stumbled a little bit. "I was not lazy! I overslept!" "Listen boy. I don't care what yea did but watch where you're going. We got a date! A date... With candy!" "A date? With Candy? Like the same lady my dad visits?" "What? NO?! I mean. I dunno. Out of our way Kevin." "Wait!" Kevin cries out. "My bike I think it's wobbly and broken. You gotta help me fix it" Suzie began to laugh again "It's not our fault you crashed kevin! You should be done with the paper route by now anyways lazybutt!" "I am not lazy!" "Oh yeahh? Then why haven't you finished your route yet?" "... I overslept..." "Well that is your own fault! You know when we are grown-ups people are gonna fire you for being lazy and the ones that don't will feel sorry for you. No matter how smart you are they'll only see that you're always late and never recognize your talents because you don't try! Right Vivi?"
"Yea whatever, hey listen. This is getting old Suzie. Hop on my back we're flying" "Okay!"
They took off together leaving Kevin behind to brood over his bike. It was a gentle take off. He didn't have the energy to use his thrusters So floated up like a light breeze and then lifted off into the sky, avoiding air traffic lanes.
V3 felt bad about Kevin but he was starting to get irritated another side effect of the Virus from eariler and having to process so much information on his own. Flying away from kevin was the best thing to do. He didn't want to be more rude then they already had been. At least, he thinks they might have been rude. He was not sure. Social interaction is still very new to him and again with out any sort of reference guide he couldn't even be sure.
As they flew higher and higher they got a good view of the neighborhood, the city further ahead, the skyline, and even the nearby zoo, further down the neighborhood. He decided to fly by it. Suzie loved flying on V's back. They didn't do it often but she had once hacked into his systems in the middle of the night, way back when they'd first met and she took him for a joy ride. She taught him a little bit about games and people, even wrote a little code for him that told him to feel good about himself. He still had that code. He would read scan over it and re-write it over and over again in times of stress or lonliness. "Kuta's!" Suzie said as she pointed downwards to the Kuta's.
They were a rare species, from another world. Best described as ponysized, reptillain rhinoarus's. A Kuta was a mostly domesticated animal with powerful hind legs and a vicious looking horn for a nose. Good thing they were friendly. Kuta's could run fast and jump high for their size and weight. You wouldn't know it by looking at them but they scare quiet easily.
For what they are you would think they'd have high walls or fenced or something blocking them from the neighborhood but Kuta's were also somewhat lazy. Their pen was near the outskirts of the Zoo, spereated from the lower section of the neighborhood by an old 9ft chain linked fence.
V swooped down low enough to fly into the petting area where they were. Suzie took a couple of pellets to feed them with before the Staff rushed them off for not having paid entry. They left as quickly as they arrived.
"Alright girly. Where is this Craz store." "King Kraze's Kandy is that way!" "So what exactly did you win?" "Hehe. There is this game about coconuts and every year the local paper has a competetion, whoever scores the highest points in it gets a prize from one spoonsor of the winners choice."
"How does it work? Whadaya do?" "It's dumb and kind of a waste of time. You just gotta tap the screen to match up the cocos of similar shape and color and when you do they smash and you get points."
"That's cool" "It isn't. It's dumb." "Well how long have you been playing it?" "3 years."
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Post by MARK I on Aug 15, 2018 10:15:12 GMT -5
A plethora of smells, colors, sights, and sounds filled the air of King Kraze's Kandy. There were beeper and buzzers, zingers and spinners of all sorts. Tiny mechanical robots, the size of small dogs, roved the floor on treads fashioned after those of miniature tanks. An impossible assortment of countless candies was on full display before V's eyes as Suzie walked in.
Without hesitation she immediately grabbed an adult-sized handbasket, ignoring the one for little boys and girls, and began funneling entire sections of candy into her basket without looking, counting, or caring for the types of candies. She had become an indiscriminate blackhole of a little girl, her arms the event horizons leading to her royal blue basket.
"It looks like a rainbow threw up and died in here" "Can you help me with this" He entire body struggled as she tried to life the basket over her head. It's weight now to much for the girl to han,dle. V3 was starting to think she'd gone to far.
"Hey can you afford all that? I feel like little girls shouldn't be eating as that much candy"
"Just help me we won't have to worry about that." "No that is to much candy if your mother found out I let you tak..." "Do it or I will tell mommy we flew here. 60miles per/hour over several buildings." "I... but..." "The motel across the street was three stories tall that is 12meters of height. On average." *wicked grin engaged.
"What do yah mean?! I don't vana hear dat talk boi! Get me mah paper! er I vill find someone else who vill show up to work on time! and do it themseleves!"
A voice cried out from the employee area. The partitions seperating them soon parted. Giving way to a tall and boulbous man. His skin was a dark red. Two horns portruded from his head at odd lengths. The man had all of a bulldogs face without any of the fluff or charm you might consider them to have.
"Bu...but Mr. King I...I did get to work on time I promise!" Squealed the teenaged employee following behind him.
"Den vhere is mah paper boi! I vant mah morning paper!"
"What is his deal?" V spoke as he easily lifted the third cart-full of candy onto a shopping cart Suzie had commanded him to fetch from a store across the street. "Wha?" She spoke as she began to lower a lollipop into her mouth from an upper shelf.
"Oh, that's Kraze. not the nicest man. He's not good with people. Or employees. Or children."
*smash!!! A shelf fell over, spilling contents of candy and wrapped kernels of caramel corns onto the floor as Kraze attempted to squeeze into the check out booth near the register at the front end of the store. The large demon struggled to catch his breath as he waddled towards the front, donning an apron that read "Kiss the Kang!!!" and sporting a paper think box styled, pure white, hat on his head. It rested awkwardly on his front horns, to small to actually fit on his oversized head.
"It's not his fault you see. He's a demon. From the Demon realm on the other side of the province."
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Post by MARK I on Aug 15, 2018 14:56:07 GMT -5
The pair stood there, at the checkout, for a few moments as they waited to be serviced. Suzie kept snickering under her breath the whole time as the young employee kept getting chewed out by Kraze.
"Ya VORTHLESS HUEMAN! VERE IT NOT FUR THE TREATY I WOULD KILL YOU ALL MYSELF!" "I'm sorry Mr. King I'm sorry! I will go call 311 right now!" "Get da fack! outta here! BWAAHHHH!!"
"Hehehe tishhh" Suzie kept snickering as they yelled. "What's so funny?". "The boss demon is mad because he didn't get his paper". "Yea, so?", "We broke the paper boys bike, hehe". "Hey, I didn't!?"
"How may I halp you sir and uhh. Little girl!" The demon finally managed to walk over to them, taking a break from berating his entire workforce (Seemingly). "Vhy dis is alotA Kandy wittle girl?! You cannot eat all of these?"
Suzie just sauntered up to him, coy smile on full display. "I do not need to eat it all right away. We will be taking these now." "Vhat do you mean you vill be taking it all?! How can you even afford all thi..." Suzie slammed he compad onto the table in front of him. Revealing the Coconut crush game. A screenshot was taken. it displayed her name and her avatar, instructions and a congratulatory message for her top score achievement of the year.
The owner's jaw hit the countertop as she did so. A pained expression began to advertise itself across his face. Within seconds he hit every stage of grief and depression at least twice, every stage that is except for one, acceptance.
"VHAT!!! Dis thing cannot be!" He snatched the compad from her hands. "No, no no! You are lying to dis one. You cannot be de winner. King does not accept dis" "What?! What do you mean I cannot be the winner?!" Her tone turned to mimic the fat demon in an obviously mocking manner. "I am Suzie Prescot?! Look me up on Spacebook it's all over the internet!" "NO! I do not believe you! I, KING KRAZE, SHOULD BE DIS YEARS VINNER" "What?! Ohh ha! Are you CrabconutZ619?! Ha! I beat your score last night! at 11:58. It wasn't even that hard. This year. You're not as good as the usual winner" Kraze seemed to fume at that last comment. "Crabcakes666 is a cheater! He wins every year!"
"Well, not this year!" Suzie said triumphantly! Now give me my damn candy you big mean tomato" "Language" " I do not need to give jew anything wittle girl! Not until mi paper boi gets here! The Vinner is always announced, every year in the paper! and that is who vill get ze prizes!" "What? NO?! don't be stupid!..." "Hey, language" "...That is the whole point of the internet you old crusty crab..." "That's not nice"..."Look there's even a picture of me right ther..."
Suddenly the man snatches the device from her hands. "No no dis vill nawt do! Show mi some I.D. jew humans always cheat with your little magic devices made of plastic" " I can't show you I.D I am 8yrs old?!" "Vell den dat is not my problem! Now be a good little bitc..." "Wooah! Language! Sir. Okay, that's it!"
V3 grabbed the mans arm and slammed it into the countertops, forcing him to release the compad from his hands. "Now you listen here, sir. I don't know what they teach kids in hell er whatever..."
Aperantly Demons and devils are different. Apparently Demons are strong enough to lift and throw cars over 9 meters far across a field and apparently Demons really, REALLY, do not like being confused with devils. V3 did not know these things previously but he wished he would have.
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Post by MARK I on Aug 15, 2018 17:34:46 GMT -5
V3 had never been good with his landings and it didn't help that his "Battle-mode" was offline.
He crashed into a car just parked outside the store. Just his luck. The one person on the road decides to park here and now.
"King" followed behind him, nearly out of breath, magical sword in hand. "wait Where did..." *Smash!
One quick elbow to the face and a sideways sword slash to the face later and V was feeling it.
"Okay, Mr. Now hold one just a minute!..." Another sword slash struck V in his arms as he rose them to defend himself.
The demon was relentless. Slashing and fisting at V in the middle of broad daylight. V figured he would tire himself out soon but he was starting to wonder. "Can I fight without my battle mode?" "Alright, buddy! It's go time Hoohah!"
Lowering his stance he ducked beneath one of king's sword slashing, following it up with a left-handed uppercut. He then weaved left and right in between sword thrust.
It felt amazing. He felt good. This is something he could do. He didn't need a program for this. No Dr. shouting commands or computer code. This was all him and he wasn't gonna waste another minute not being himself
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Post by MARK I on Aug 15, 2018 23:50:49 GMT -5
"Umph!" The knee and subsequent had kick to the groin came as a surprise. It wasn't so much that he didn't expect a demon to not fight dirty but it was...Well, to be honest, V hadn't actually considered it. He was having such fun. But now it was a kickboxing match. He could do that.
Kick took a step back. He raised both his arms over his head preparing himself for a downward slash. Thinking quickly V sidestepped the demons attack, not that he needed to. He could have probably taken that full front but it was fun to move around a little bit. He rose one knee into the Demons stomach and then stepped back to launch a straight kick into his now lowered head. Both landed solidly knocking king on his ass. The demon heaved and huffed. He was completely out of breath and exasperated. "You. ugh.. *cough. I am going to kill you!" "Yea whatever. Hey, that was actually kind of fun. Anyways what were we fighting about"
Suzie's laughter could be heard from well within the store."That's what you get! You're a mean old crab!" "Now now Suzie. Don't be mean to the poor guy. He's hurt." V stared at the girl. She stared back at him. Sometimes it was hard to read little Suzie. Sometimes she was a sweet innocent little girl. Other times she would manipulate your entire morning to get something she wanted. "Vivi. can I see the phone?" "Uhmm sure? why?" He asked as he handed her the device *Wooo Wooo! "Police! get down, sir. Put your hands on your head and get on the ground!"
"Ohh... Fuc..." To be continued... word count/278/ word total-5012/ Post: #12
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