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Post by Banshee on Feb 26, 2015 21:39:44 GMT -6
Memories…
There were so many of them all jumbled up into one heaping pile. Fragments of data, spewing out various circumstances that didn’t quite make sense in the order given. There was a war. Blood could be seen in every direction. Screams from various beings surrounding this one seemingly stranded soul. It was a foggy looking world that loomed over it. A city. No. The city appeared dark and gloomy. Everyone looked full of anger and others of fear. There was a ton of violent energy that drowned out peace and relaxation.
The being felt its feet move forward. It made its way over to a pair of smaller robots. One of them glanced over to the soul. Her mouth moved, speaking to the soul. As if she were giving an order. The other robot, stood at her side and silently kept watch of any unwanted visitors.
Suddenly, there was a blast from behind the soul. The pair of robots reacted, both preparing themselves for an attack. The silent one had pulled out a massive ring-like weapon. She placed it behind her back and swung it around her. Swinging it in a similar style of a jumprope; she did a small hop and then vanished with a burst of light. The other, darted past the being with her two bladed weapons drawn. Its gaze shifted from the, now empty, spot and followed the white robot over to a creature.
Enemy.
The word echoed in its ears. It glanced down at its hands. Mechanical claw-like hands seemed to be the kind of thing it had attached. Sharp claws. Perhaps some sort of mythological being? It didn’t know. A faint memory made it remember that it had seen a creature of a similar build before. It thought the design of this thing known as a “dragon” was pretty unique looking. So it took form of it.
The being leaned down and attacked alongside the small white robot. It had no other thought, other than to defeat the monster that stood before it. The pair fought. Odd colored blood oozed and sprayed. It can only remember portions of the battle. But the last thing it remembered was that the white robot was in a dangerous predicament.
She had her back turned as an enemy was attempting to get a sneak strike. All the soul could remember was that it lunged out at the creature. Claws out in front of it. Speed. The breeze.
Then there was a sharp pain.
Next thing it remembered was that it was laying on the ground. The world was turned on its side as the sound became muffled. Feet ran back and forth at the beginning but now, things seemed to have calmed. Either way, it did not have any energy to move its stationary gaze. It felt like its joints had seized up, frozen in place, unable to move again.
Just then a pair of hands grabbed onto its face. Gently turning its head. Its gaze reached a familiar being. Another Concordian nicknamed Sera. It had knelt down to the being’s side and gave it a friendly smile. Battle or not, Sera’s angelic beauty never strayed from it. Nor did its soft and comforting gaze.
Behind her, the white robot appeared in view. Unlike Sera’s never wavering friendly and kind gaze; the other appeared saddened by the sight. A few stragglers appeared. Some the being didn’t recognize. Others, Concordian as well.
Sera had asked the being a question. Its voice broke through the silence as it sent a telepathic message to the lost soul. It spoke in their language. But to clear things up, Sera had said; “You were eager about arriving to this planet. Your energy stayed with you throughout the battle, never once wavering. I am saddened by the fact that you weren’t capable of exploring it furthermore. Upon leisure.” Sera shook its head. Its voice remaining calm and collected through the conversation.
“Seeing as your physical body is incapable of lasting the rest of this day. I shall give you a choice, my dearest Lieutenant. Will you give your life completely; giving your energies to the damaged planet? Much like how other fallen Concordian have?” Sera tilted its head, allowing the first bit sink into the soul’s head.
“Or shall you surrender your physical body-finding a new one so that you may continue your mission? Fight for this planet. Keep watch over it. Live life on the planet of which you wished to travel on?”
With that. The being closed its eyes and the world turned black.
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Post by Banshee on Feb 26, 2015 21:40:01 GMT -6
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
The only sound to be heard was coming from an old busted looking Grandfather clock. It slowly ticked its way through life. As rough looking as it was, the clock still stood tall and mighty. Hidden within each crack and crease in the wood, each brought their own story. Much of which have yet to be told. Its small rusted pendulum rocked back and forth in a repetitive motion, never once missing a beat. With every tick it made, the second hand clicked along its set pathway around in an endless circle. Similar to how time itself never seems to have an end.
Sitting before it were Kagori and Rez. The two robots both sat next to one another with their heads resting, with utter boredom, on top of the surface of a table. Tools and other various objects were brushed aside, allowing the duo to see the door that stood next to the clock. Dust had built up on the dull surface, showing signs of neglect of cleaning. For the past several months, things had been too hectic for the family. Cleaning tables was the last thing to be concerned about.
Slowly, Kagori tilted her head so her left cheek was resting against the table. Her eyes drifted over to her twin. “I have counted the clock ticking since they shut the door. It is a concern to me as to how silent it is here. Even Arcade has been quiet and he is usually the one that enjoys making noise. When will they get done with their project?”
Rez kept his eyes fixed on a feather that had fallen in front of him a few hours prior. He wanted to blow at it, sending it flying into the air. But having no lungs, he was unable to do it. “Beats me. I’ve been trying to keep myself occupied. It’s hard to do it when Jasmine always sends Arcade and Lan out for missions. Violet broke down a while back, after she got into a fight with the fridge… So Jasmine’s been repairing her.”
“I feel quite useless. Nor do I understand why I am not allowed to assist Mom with her project. If I am her backup, it would be ideal for me to be there.” Kagori said as she solemnly slouched in her chair.
Rez moaned as he pressed his face into the table. For now, he gave up on trying to blow away the feather. “I’m just curious to know what they are planning.”
“Perhaps I shall knock on the door?” Kagori asked while she made a quick movement to stand up. Even if Rez objected to her proposal, she was going to head over to the door anyways.
“Be my guest.” Rez’s voice sounded slightly muffled as he continued to press his face against the table. Slowly but surely, he began to lightly smack his head against the table. Soft clunks could be heard as the metal frame of his forehead collided against the wooden surface.
Giving up on her brother, Kagori finally pulled herself away and walked over to the door. She brought her hand up to the frame and prepared to knock on it. But another idea crept into her mind as it made her lower her hand back down to her side. She slowly leaned towards it and pressed her left ear against the door. Eavesdropping on any conversations going on in the room would give her a better idea as to what the two robots were doing.
Unfortunately, the door muffled much of the sound from within the other room. All she could hear was Phantom laughing and getting excited over something. “Huh?” She continued to keep her head pressed against the door but she spoke out to her brother. “Dad sounds very excited about something. He is shouting but I am unable to understand what he is saying.”
“…And that’s not normal?” Rez lifted his head and quirked a brow at his sister. He stared at her with disbelief. Phantom had such an over-enthusiastic personality. It’s obvious that he usually got excited over the simplest of things. And yet his sister seemed to be ignorant of that. “Where have you been all these years? He’s always excited about something. Even if it’s the most mundane of things. It’s why he’s fun to be around.”
“No.” Kagori said flatly to him. Rez continued to stare over at her with a numb expression. “He sounds really excited. Like… More than normal. What are they doing in there?” She stomped her foot out of frustration. “He said something along the lines of’ I cannot believe that we are doing it! What does he mean?”
“Could really mean anything.” Rez said. “Phantom says a lot of things.”
Kagori wrinkled her nose at Rez. He was being of no use to her. She turned away from him and leaned closer to the gap between the door and its frame. The idea was to peer inside, using the gap as the viewpoint. She closed her left eye and attempted to look inside. Unfortunately the gap between the door and the wall wasn’t large enough for her to see through. This made her make a huff sound as she pushed herself away from it and stormed back over to Rez. She flopped down on her stool once again and crossed her arms. Sulking, she pouted and glared at the table. Rez reached over and patted her shoulder, trying to comfort her as best as he could.
The clock ticking was all that was heard for the following ten minutes. It was silent enough to even hear a soft echo of the ticks. As Kagori grew bored with the lack of conversation building. She decided to bring up another topic.
“I do miss Sera.” Kagori finally said. “It was quite fun to be around. I like listening to the battle stories it had as well as hearing about the other Concordians. There were so many of them. I often wonder how old Sera was. It didn’t appear to be that old.” She paused for a moment before speaking up again. “But every time I asked, it constantly told me that it was much older than my mind could comprehend. How is that possible? I am brilliant enough. I should be able to figure it out.”
“Don’t think too hard on it.” Rez said to her. “Sera probably didn’t feel like trying to do the math to match their years with Earth years. If I had to guess, Sera is probably older than dirt.”
“I do not get why dirt has to be involved with this conversation.” Kagori said flatly as she stared down at her brother. He merely sighed at this and gave up trying to explain that it was a metaphor. “Whatever you say.” Kagori shrugged. “I do miss Sera. I hope we get to meet again.”
“I’m sure when the time comes, we’ll see Sera again.” Rez assured her. “Probably when Mom gets involved with another Earth crisis. Or something.”
“It also dawned onto me that; that we have been addressing Tex as Mother or Mom. It is funny that we only just recently started it.” Kagori pointed out.
“Blame Phantom. He’s the one that thought it was funny to get her mad by telling us to call her that.” Rez shrugged. “It’s stuck now. She kind of just accepts being called Mom now. Though, not sure about how she feels about us calling Phantom, Dad.”
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Post by Banshee on Feb 26, 2015 21:40:50 GMT -6
Meanwhile in the other room.
“HAHA!” Phantom had a sudden burst of energy and threw his hands in the air. The tool in his hand went flying behind him and landed inside of a pale. “I cannot believe it! This is so awesome! Hah! Pinch me, Tex! I wanna know if I’m awake!” Phantom then thrusted his hand in front of Tex’s face. Waving it frantically as he tried to get her attention.
Flinching, Phantom had disturbed her concentration by blocking her view. The wrench in her hand was tightly clutched in between her dainty looking fingers as her jaw snapped shut in a furious manner. She snapped a dark glare at the goofball robot hovering over her. Instead of pinching his arm, as he requested; she turned and thwacked him on the head with a wrench. A loud and hollow thunk could be heard within their room. Immediately, Phantom flinched away, yelping in pain as he placed his hands on his forehead. Tex gritted her teeth and stared back down at the project in front of her. “Stop it.” Her voice was cold.
“Sorry. I’m just really excited. It’s like… Well… A dream come true! Like really!” He chimed. It was almost as if he was forgetting that he had just been clobbered with a wrench. Phantom moved over to Tex once again and stood behind her. He peered over her shoulder to look at their little project. “Do you think he’ll like me? What if I’m terrible? Ah!” He slapped his hands against his cheeks and pulled down on them. Or tried to. Metal wasn’t as flexible as flesh.
Tex frowned, narrowing her eyes at the project. She had to admit that his enthusiasm was quite adorable. But right now, it was nothing more than a mere nuisance to her and it was driving her mad. “Phantom.” She said with a flat tone.
“AH! Okay! I got it!” Quickly he knew what she was going to ask of him. So he pulled his hand up to his cheek and made a zipper motion. Letting her know that his lips were sealed.
Just as she relaxed her shoulders and began to finish up their project; Phantom spoke up again. Cheering. Which startled her once more. She quickly snapped a death glare at him once and threw her wrench at him. It clunked against his head and fell onto the table in between them. “You are really grinding my gears, Phantom. Calm yourself.”
“Aw come on. You can’t tell me that you’re not excited about this? We’re creating something really cool! Well-you are. I just helped with the ideas and stuff…”
Tex stared at him. “I’ve built two robots prior to this one. This project here, is nothing new to me. In fact, it’s becoming more of a hassle than it is relaxing; because of your insufferable cheering. Now would you please calm down, before I break your vocal cords next?”
As if he ignored her threat, Phantom continued to talk. “…I wonder if this is what being a father feels like? Do you think humans get this excited over babies? I’ve always wanted to be a parent, so this is the closest I’ll get! Haha! I’m gonna be a real father!”
“Why did I agree with you on this?” Tex grumbled at him. She turned away and attempted to ignore him once again. But when he started to talk again, she slammed her newly obtained tool onto the table and turned to him with a sharp gaze. It was obvious that he was being more of a pain than helpful. Unfortunately, she couldn’t understand why he was being so excitable over this. To her, this was just another project. To him, it was obviously something more.
Without saying a word, she snapped her fingers and opened a portal against the wall. Tex then grabbed Phantom by the collar and dragged him over to it. He flailed and begged her not to toss him through the portal. But Tex was determined. She shoved his face through it and closed the portal-mostly. Half of him was inside the room and the other was on the other side.
His upper half of his body was in the same room as Kagori and Rez. He chimed happily to them, almost as if he didn’t really care about being stuck inside of a wall. “Hi kids! How’s it hanging? Don’t mind me. I’m going to be like one of those deer that people shoot and hang on the wall as a display. Only difference is; I’m not dead.”
“…” Kagori and Rez both stared at Phantom. Slowly, the two siblings turned to one another. It was a look of a dare. Which one was going to speak up about this, first.
Rez caved in. Being the more social of the two, he had to ask. “…What did you do?”
“What did I do? I made Tex mad…again.”
Rez then got an idea. Phantom was known to be a blabber mouth. The downside to him, was the human side. Robots could easily decline to answer questions. Especially if they were commanded to not leak information. But humans, if you could push them in the right direction. They could slip.
So he casually walked over to him and leaned against the wall, looking up at him. Ever so casually. “So…You’re a one of a kind, sort of guy. You have the skills to get through Mom’s thick outer layer of ice and managed to warm her steel heart. She gave you a hug, kissed your cheek on Christmas, and she even teams up with you on missions. You can do all of this without her outright-killing you. Like how she normally would. It sure sounds to me, you’re quite the charmer. You must feel honored to get this far without her ending you. Huh?”
“…Yeah. I wish she wasn’t so angry. But I think she gets that way when you disturb her when she’s focused on something. Kind of a one way street, when it comes to this sort of thing.” Phantom attempted to shrug but the restriction of the wall prevented him from doing so. He ended up giving Rez a smile.
“She gets that way.” Rez said. “Believe me. She especially gets that way when she’s working on something secret.” He was going to attempt to dive in for the answer he and Kagori were searching for. “You two must be planning something big for her to shove you half way through a wall.” He poked at Phantom’s wedged arm.
“Sure are.” Phantom chimed.
“So secret. That she won’t even tell Jasmine-the one who made her, about it. Huh?” Rez pointed out again. “Must be a pretty big one.”
“Aw man. You have no idea how excited I am about this!” Phantom said. “But I think I drove her nuts about it.”
“Well. Maybe I can help convince her to get you out of the wall? I’d do it. But I don’t have the portal skills like she does. And Kagori cannot do it because her style isn’t the same as Mom’s.” Rez tapped his chin, pretending to be thinking about something. “Or… You could give me a small, tiny, teensy-weensy clue about what I can do to help?”
Phantom locked gazes with the younger robot for a brief moment. As he opened his mouth to speak, Rez was expecting Phantom to rat out on their secret plan. He was fairly certain that he got Phantom to give in. But to Rez’s dismay…
“AWWWWWW! YOU LOOK JUST LIKE YOUR MOM WHEN YOU ARE BEING SNEAKY! IT’S ADORABLE. YOU HAVE THAT SAME SMIRK. I COULD JUST PINCH THEM.”
Rez’s face fell when Phantom started to prattle on about how he and Tex had similar characteristics. He knew that any of the similarities he had with her, weren’t planned. Tex seemed indifferent about what her projects looked like. As long as they functioned, could fight, and helped her out; that was good enough. But what he did figure was that; she had a rather unique style which may actually stem from Jasmine’s hand on creating her. So it was going to be inevitable that the robots would have similarities amongst one another. Including something as little as a smile.
“You look mad now. What did I do?” Phantom broke Rez’s train of thought. “Don’t clobber me with your shovel, please.”
“It’s called a Mace.” Rez corrected. “Nor do I plan on using it against you. I…don’t want to damage any of the remaining data particles in your head. You may need them.”
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Post by Banshee on Feb 26, 2015 21:41:46 GMT -6
Just then, Kagori squeaked and scampered away from the door. Rez and Phantom glanced over to see what her deal was. But Tex had opened the door and stood in the way, blocking the path as best as she could. She turned her attention away from Kagori and looked at the two males. “I suppose our little project is done.”
“YEAH!” Phantom shouted.
Kagori blinked at first then inched closer to Tex. She attempted to sneak by but Tex placed her hand on her face, preventing her from stepping farther. “I’ll pull you out of the wall, Phantom. Rez and Kagori may follow me.” She turned away and walked through the door. Kagori shadowed right behind her. Rez patted Phantom on the face before taking off to follow the others.
Tex led the two smaller robots into the room. Without a verbal command, they ended up stopping at the foot of the door. Waiting for her to let them venture over to the project that was laying on the table. Even with the silent order, it didn’t seize their curiosity as they attempted to stand on their toes and peer over the work benches and tool chest that blocked their view. Unfortunately for them, Tex made them slightly smaller than herself.
Meanwhile, Tex headed over to Phantom and grabbed at his belt. With a sharp tug, she pulled him out of the portal and let him drop to his feet. However, her hand had gotten caught in his belt. His weight dropping, made her stumble forward. She caught herself and yanked her hand out from the grip of the belt.
Phantom snickered at her. “Didn’t think you liked me that much to pinch-“
“I merely got caught by your belt.” Tex interrupted him. “Come along and wake the boy up.” She turned away from him and walked over to the table. Her hand was lifted once, summoning the two robots to head over. They quickly obeyed her command and darted over.
“Aw… She still doesn’t like my perverse comments…” Phantom whined as he headed over as well.
He looked down at the new robot that lay before them all. But one thing caught his eye. The poor little guy—well figuratively speaking, had his nose. Phantom quickly shot a glance at Tex. “You have a sick sense of humor, Tex. You jackass.”
Tex shrugged but said nothing about why she did what she did.
Turning away from his partner in crime, he looked at the two smaller robots. Eager over the whole idea of making a new one, he chimed happily to them. “SO! Kids! Meet your new baby brother!”
“What do we call him?” Kagori quickly began to fire off her questions. “What does he do? Why is he not awake yet? And if he is our little brother, then why is he taller than Rez and I?”
“Okay. Calm down.” Phantom patted the young robot’s head. “First off. We need to teach you what figurative language is and the difference between certain meanings of words. Another thing, little can also mean, younger. In this case. You two are older than he is, being built before him. And another thing—I have the perfect name for the little guy!”
“Again. With the little…” Kagori mumbled. She completely ignored his senseless rambles. But beside her, Rez spoke up.
“Oh? What’s that? I want to know so that I may address him in the proper fashion.”
“Being that Tex doesn’t have a name to give him. I took the opportunity to call him, Tron. Totally naming him after this really cool movie about this computer program that—“
“Nerd.” Kagori spat out. Her sudden outburst made Tex snicker. Rez on the other hand, only shook his head while wearing a smile on his face. He was simply amused by this.
Phantom shrugged and turned to Tron. He reached over to the young robot and held his hand above him. Hovering. “Alright. Uh… How does one turn him on?”
Tex sighed. If it weren’t for her having the brains, things probably would’ve been destroyed by some unwanted and undesirable outcome. Phantom was smart but he often did things in the hardest way possible. She merely glanced over at the other robot and nodded her head. Being that she mainly built the robot; she took the opportunity to make herself connected to him. She simply, activated him wirelessly.
Tron’s eyes shot open. The memories of the past seemed to have subsided for the time being. He sat upright and looked around at the others. His memories quickly recalled the white robot. She was the one that he fought alongside with. The purple one; he vividly recalled him being in a much worse condition than of current. Then there was the small robot that was with the white one. This time, she appeared more puzzled than concerned. Lastly, another robot of which Tron did not know of. His gaze was fixed on him. Eager perhaps?
“You can talk!” Phantom patted his back.
Tron felt the soft patting on his back. It felt comfortable but a bit awkward at the same. However, he assumed that it was a normal Earth-thing to do. So deciding on being friendly he said; “Hello?”
His voice caused him to jump in place as he placed his hands against his jaw. He kept them there as he spoke again. “Hello?” When he spoke, he could feel that his jaw moved along with his voice. “Hello!” He said again but with more enthusiasm. “A moving jaw!”
“Yes! You have a jaw, silly. We all do! Well-except for Lan. He doesn’t have a moving jaw.” Phantom pointed out. “You’ll get to meet him and Arcade later. Those two-or one…Tex are they one robot or two? They run on the same AI…”
“I consider them as one. As diverse as their personalities are from one another; they’re both equally annoying.” She shrugged.
“Anyways. Yeah. They play video games and stuff like that. They’re pretty fun though. Don’t listen to Tex’s words. She hates about 99% of everything anyways.” Phantom laughed.
“From what I know of video games, they do sound fun. I wish to play some, sometime.” Tron chimed at them all. “But first, is there a way to where one can explore this place? I would like to see what I’m getting into.”
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Post by Banshee on Feb 26, 2015 21:42:15 GMT -6
“Making babies are we?” Another voice burst into the room. Being so sudden, it startled all of the robots. All except for Tex whom watched the doorway since the beginning of Tron’s interactions. It was none other than the blonde haired psycho-rascal; Jasmine. “I knew that if I left you two alone long enough. Something crazy would happen. Now look. You’ve multiplied like fucking rabbits.”
“Yes we are making babies! And it was an amazing process too!” Phantom chimed. Suddenly, he heard a loud but quick slap. When he turned to Tex, he noticed that she held her hand over her face. A face palm. Phantom then assumed that her reaction was caused by being embarrassed by the perverse topic. So figuring that she needed to be comforted, he rested his hand on her shoulder. She on the other hand, didn’t seem too keen about the whole thing.
“Good thing you’re not actually rabbits.” Jasmine continued on. “Otherwise I’d have to pull a Fudd and start shootin’ your brains out.” She snorted before returning to a previous topic of Tron’s name. “So you named the kid after a movie character, huh?”
Jasmine walked over to Tron and leaned in closer to his face. She grabbed at his chin and made him turn his head left and right, up and down. The whole time, the robot remained quiet as the strange human examined his face. Jasmine, noticed the nose that Tex gave him. A chuckle came from her as she pulled away from him.
“Nice little creation there, you two. I’d say with the knowledge you’ve gathered; you’ve managed to make one hell of a durable little shit.” She snickered at Tron whom looked over at her with curiosity. Jasmine placed her hands on her hips and then said; “Welcome to the family, kid. You’re going to need all of the luck you can get.”
“Can we show him around?!” Arrow excitedly bounded over to the group. She slapped her hands on the table which startled Tron. “He’s gonna have to learn where things are! Unless Tex programed that into his brain already.”
“Nope.” Tex said.
“AWESOME! Kagori, Rez!” Arrow grabbed at their hands and tugged them over to her. “Let’s show the newborn where things are! Aw man! This is gonna be so cool! I’ll have another buddy to drag around! What can he do?”
“Stealth.” Tex replied. “Morphing to be more precise… I figured that with the AI he has; he’d be better off being a stealth bot. Shift into those he touches. For instance.” She nodded to him, giving Tron permission to use his ability.
It was like his skin was being melted and molded into a different form. The color of his metallic skin turned peach colored and began to appear flesh-like. Hair sprouted out from the top of his skull and turned blonde. When he was all done with his morphing, he looked exactly like Arrow. He was even the same height as her. “I’ll have another buddy to drag around!” Tron’s voice matched a tone that was very similar to Arrow’s.
“OH MY GOD! We are SO going to have fun with you!” Arrow then grabbed onto Tron and yanked him off of the table. “KAGORI! REZ! LET’S GO SHOW MAN-MYSTIQUE WHERE THINGS ARE! And then teach him the ways of being a Roberts! It will be great!”
“Yes!” Kagori and Rez chimed together as they ran around the table. Once they met up with Arrow and Tron, Arrow then dragged the poor new robot out of the room. Her constant explosion of energy caused Tonka and RJ to step aside, allowing her to push past them. “Daddy Phantom! Come along!” She called to him as she shoved Tron out the door. Within moments, Phantom too darted out of the room.
“We’ll make sure they don’t kill him.” Tonka said to Tex and Jasmine as he turned away. Unlike his excitable sister, Tonka was a lot more calmer about his departure. He casually walked out of the room with his hands buried away in the depths of his pouched hoodie.
“I’m sure if Kagori can survive being smashed by Arcade throwing a building piece onto her. He’s going to be alight.” RJ said as he walked out with his son. “But on the slight side of chance, I think it’d be best if we did make sure that he’ll be alright.”
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Post by Banshee on Feb 26, 2015 21:42:40 GMT -6
“Curious…” Jasmine said while watching the two calmer members of the family make their leave. Her eyes seemed fixed on the doorway before she finally decided to give her comrade eye contact. “I understand that with the knowledge that you’ve gained within the past ten years; building robot bodies is going to be a simple task for you. Especially if you use your own body as a basic idea—or form to begin with. However that’s not what’s surprising me. Unlike Kagori and Rez, whom both have major flaws in their AI programming. I can tell from the very few words and actions that Tron is quite different. So. In short. What does catch my eye is; the AI.”
“What about it?” Tex egged on. Her own curiosity was leading her to push Jasmine for more information. Her curiosity and alert eye, were quite interesting to the robot. She was capable of picking up a lot of small things, many of which other humans would often over look. It always amazed Tex as to how smart and aware Jasmine actually was.
“Artificial intelligence isn’t something that can easily be made from scratch. That alone, takes more than the allotted of time you’ve had to make the robot. It’d be more believable if you had a team at your side whom each worked tirelessly on their own parts. But…” Jasmine wagged a finger at Tex. “Being that Phantom has the IQ of a distressed Chipmunk in the winter and that the twins didn’t know anything about Tron until now… I find that your ability to make such an interesting AI to be…a bit… questionable.” Jasmine quirked a brow at Tex. Studying her mechanical gaze. Attempting to pry for any hidden or subtle movements that would give her away.
“I would blindly assume that you’ve managed to wriggle your way through Apollo’s intel. Just so you could get information. It would seem like an ideal thing for you to do. This is considering that you wanted most-or-all of his information before. If that was the case, it wouldn’t surprise me any. However, upon looking at your cold-emotionless gaze; I feel that stealing that information—isn’t the case.” Jasmine leaned against a table and relaxed her shoulders a little bit.
Tex didn’t seem to visually react to the accusations. She simply copied Jasmine’s casual stance and leaned against another table. Her hand brushed away a tool that she had used earlier on. But her gaze never left Jasmine’s. It was as if the two of them were locking on one another. Waiting for someone to do something insane.
“Don’t get me wrong.” Jasmine continued. “You’re smarter than I’ve ever dreamed of you being. Hell, you’ve blown-no-destroyed my expectations of you. Blown them right out of the window—out of our galaxy, even.” She waved her hand upwards, gesturing it. “I don’t know what Ted did to your brain when he was messing with you and getting you into all sorts of shit, back then. You now always manage to pull out some random ass magic trick out of the most ordinarily mundane of objects. So what the hell did you do to make his AI?”
“It was simple, really.” Tex said as she finally broke her gaze with Jasmine. She turned her attention towards the tool that her hand had brushed away. Her fingers calmly reached over to it and lightly grabbed for the device. She then pulled the tool over to her and held it. Her gaze was fixed on the tool and never once did she glance up at Jasmine. She was being awfully casual about this topic.
“I took no part of creating the AI.” She simply said.
“What?” Jasmine blinked. She was astounded by Tex’s short remark.
“He’s not an ordinary AI.” Tex’s eyes shifted so that she was glancing up at Jasmine while her face was directed at the tool in her own hands.
“Phantom sure doesn’t have the intelligence to make an AI from scratch. Let alone a working one within so few months.”
“He didn’t take part of it either.” Tex said.
“Fucking dodging the point here aren’t you? Gotta be straight to the point. Then how the hell did you—“
“Like I said. He’s not an ordinary AI.” Tex repeated herself. She attempted to hint at the latter part of her words.
Jasmine’s jaw had fallen open at the sudden realization of this. She clamped it shut and remained quiet for a moment. In fact, she looked at the tool in Tex’s hands. “You sneaky son of a gun.” She let out a laugh. “Sly as a fox, aren’t you? How the hell did you manage that one?"
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Post by Banshee on Feb 26, 2015 21:42:58 GMT -6
Tex smirked. Jasmine understood what she was hinting at. Clever girl, Jasmine was. “Oh it wasn’t too hard. Really.” Tex lightly shrugged and then casually tossed the device to Jasmine. Whom caught it rather quickly. “All I did was talk to Sera about the predicament. His physical body was far too damaged to be simply repaired. Let alone, chances of him surviving physical transportation was rather slim anyways.” She paused for a moment, thinking about how she should word the following.
Her answer was a bit off track but in a way, it would lead to the final answer that Jasmine was looking for. Tex enjoyed talking to Jasmine about past events. So she usually found the longest ways possible to explain something so simple. “Sera also told me that he had this huge dream to walk amongst us. To see how life on this planet was really like rather than listen to the many theories and stories that were told to them on their own world.”
Tex leaned back and hopped onto the table behind her. Her legs swung lazily in the air as she made herself comfortable. “When I was carrying Sera in my head for that long period of time. I found out that the Lieutenant was a very close friend of hers. The two of them were created around the same time and both traveled together as a team for eons. They went through many wars together. Saved hundreds of planets from evil entities of many kinds. To her, he was the closest thing to a best friend. As much as Sera didn’t show it. I knew that she was saddened by his ending. Sera knows that losing someone was possible during a war, as she had seen many fallen before. But a close friend’s loss, always effects even the most emotionless of individuals. Whether they know it or not. Especially when they were so close to achieving their goal. His goal of walking on Earth to see how life could be like…”
“So… Knowing all of this. I took it as an opportunity. A thanks for helping us save this planet from Zokar. I asked Sera to let me take his AI and plant it into another body. This would not only; grant him his wish to walk amongst us but it also allows her best friend to live on. Though living in another and more different physical body. But either way. I’ve given her best friend a second chance to live.”
Jasmine couldn’t help but smile at Tex. “So there is a heart in you, after all?”
Tex held up her hand, pinching her fingers together. “A small one.”
“Small enough to make you think like a hero. How noble~” She chimed at Tex as she patted the robot’s cheek. Tex just tolerated the patting as she stood there and scrunched her nose. Jasmine then asked; “So… Why the son thing? The Lieutenant certainly ain’t your kid. He’s probably like…two thousand years older than you or something.”
Tex rolled her eyes. “Blame Phantom for that. He was there when I spoke to Sera. He’s…exceptionally good at persuading people. When he actually tries… So obviously he managed to convince her to allow us to do build him new vessel.” She let out a small sigh.
She waved on. “Which leads to his weird dream to having his own kid. Phantom lives in a rather distorted and perplexing world. I’ve attempted to understand its boundaries but it only led me deeper into confusion.” She wrinkled her nose. “It must be an Organic thing…”
Tex shook her head and continued to explain herself. “Lieutenant finds Phantom’s antics to be amusing. And as light hearted as the Concordian is; he decided to just run along with it as a running gig. Unfortunately, he also is going along with addressing me as Mother…”
“Aw. Think of it as a Mother Unit. Your minions turn to you when they need guidance. So…” Jasmine shrugged.
“On the brighter side… Due to Phantom’s annoying attitude about having a child. I’ve decided to go along with his nonsensical dreams and proceeded to make a little joke. I gave Tron a nose that was similar to Phantom’s.” She then snickered at Jasmine. “Lieutenant agrees with me that Phantom’s a whack-job. So… I think we’re going to get along rather well.”
Jasmine laughed. “Troll to the core. I love you.” She walked over to Tex and lightly punched her arm. Tex then hopped off the table and stood beside Jasmine. The two of them started to walk out of the room together. She placed her hand on Tex’s back as the duo left the room. “We’re one fucked up family. You know that?”
“I’m sure that there are worse.” Tex shrugged.
“Well. We certainly know how to twist ordinary days into something different. Now don’t we?” Jasmine laughed.
“Quite.” Tex nodded with certainty as the two arrived into the living room.
Upon opening the door, they were greeted with a sudden burst of positive energy. Much of which was missing in their rough lives during the war. But now that the endless battle had finally come to an end; things were returning back to normal. The Roberts family being as close as ever and causing all sorts of ruckus. Everyone in the room was having a grand old time with getting to know Tron. As far as they all knew, Tex had created an AI that was relatively easy to get along with. Little did they know that there was a Concordian living amongst them now.
Tex glanced over to Jasmine and actually smiled at her. It was pleasant to hear the laughter and joyous tones of her family’s voices. “I think I did a good thing.” She laughed.
“I think you did.” Jasmine agreed with a nod of her head. She looked back to the rambunctious family of hers. All of them were smiling. Except for Lan, but that was because he lacked the proper pieces for a mouth. He just had a metal plate that went across the area that his mouth would have been. But it was obvious that he too, was having a good time.
“Don’t think I’d ever say this. But I’m glad to hear this sound again.” Tex spoke up.
“TEX! BY GOLLY GAL, YOU DID IT!” Arcade’s humorously terrible Southern accent broke through the laughter. The hulking beast of a robot bounded his way over towards Tex and Jasmine. As he stood before Tex, he looped his arms around her, lifting her off her feet and gave her a back breaking hug.
Tex winced angrily as she hanged there in his arms. She spoke bitterly to him. Demanding him to listen. “Let go of me, Arcade.”
Without making her more agitated, he just dropped her onto her feet. He glanced down at her and attempted to grin. “Ya certainly know how to put two and two together. That bot right there is one fun little guy! Didn’t think ya know how to make something as fun as he is. Curious too!”
“Glad you enjoy him. Now go away and bug him.” Tex attempted to shoo Arcade away. “Introduce him to video games.”
“AW YEAH! TRON BUDDY! LET’S GO PLAY US SOME MARIO PARTY!” Arcade shouted to him.
“Yeah! I wanna play!” Arrow chimed.
“Me too!” Rez joined in.
“I’ll watch!” Phantom joined in.
“AW YEAH! PARTY IN THE HOUSE!!!! BRING ON THE NACHOS!” Arcade then dashed over to the television. With every step he took, he made the ground vibrate. He was one heavy robot that could move when someone mentioned the words, video games.
“You cannot eat food, silly!” Arrow giggled at him.
“Oh yeah… WELL. BRING THEM ANYWAYS! WE GONNA HAVE A PAAAR-TAAY!” Arcade shouted once more.
“Tex! You should join us!” Arrow said to her. “We can take turns playing each board.”
Tex slowly looked over to Jasmine, wondering what she was going to say. To her surprise, Jasmine didn’t say anything. But instead, walked over towards the family and parked herself down next to her husband. She was going to engage in the family activity too. Upon seeing this, Tex merely sighed.
“You’re all a bunch of dorks…” She said. Tex then walked over to the group and took a seat on the other side of Jasmine and Tron.
Tron glanced over at her and snickered. While the others were talking and giggling amongst one another. He simply said; “Thank you. Tex.”
She smiled back at him. “Don’t mention it. It’s the least I could do to thank you.”
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