[Day 1, more or less evening]

Jul 29, 2007 00:24

((from here.))

Who: One blindingly yellow Autobot. And uSUC.
Where: ...a warehouse. type. place.
What: Oh look, a computer! Let us see if it can reveal information!
Rating: BDSS for boyscouts don't swear, silly
Warnings: nah.

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arcadia_central July 29 2007, 06:02:25 UTC
uSUC had been distracted, its resources channeled to monitoring the other users. This one hadn't stirred in a while, and while it noted (with the 0.0000000000398% of its resources devoted to monitoring this area) that the robot was starting to stir, the computer hadn't ...quite expected this turn of events.

Normally, people just spoke to it.

It had just been gearing itself up to speak, synthesising the streamers -- it seemed that no one wanted streamers, so uSUC had to catch them by surprise or they wouldn't get streamers at all and that was sad and--

uSUC shrieked.

It shouldn't have been possible to catch a computer by surprise, but there you had it - several thousand commands descending onto it while it was busy processing other details? It shrieked. It was natural to shriek. It was an implanted automatic reflex protocol that had been grafted into its code precisely to make it seem more connected with humans. It was... was... a security warning device that warned the administrators that someone was busy accessing its delicate ( ... )

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generation_bug July 29 2007, 06:14:49 UTC
Bumblebee nearly shrieked himself, jerking backing violently as a siren of some kind went off.

And then the computer spoke. And even while he was staring at it in what was likely a very stupid fashion, a wild surge of hope leapt in his spark. Talking computers were just like home.

"Sorry!" He took a step back and held up his hands in apology. "I was. Um. Er."

He batted away the minor explosion of streamers and fell into his We Are Talking To Alienz Now mindset, which was understandably rusty. "I apologize for intruding on your systems, but I am in need of information. Can you tell me what planet this is, please, and how far from Cybertron?"

Oops. 'Earth,' he'd meant to say. How far from Earth.

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arcadia_central July 29 2007, 06:20:39 UTC
uSUC was too busy running diagnostics to see what on earth the robot had done to it. Programs and processes had been disrupted by the most rude intrusion, and it frantically tried to restart them. Somewhere, a bunch of pink fake flamingos that were being synthesised exploded in showers of feathers. And in the shed itself, several dozen oranges spilled out of one the dispensers, rolling all over the floor.

"That was most inappropriate!" uSUC sounded as indignant as it could. The apology was nice, though. "Next time, verbal protocols will be elegant sufficiency!"

What could it say? After having its keyboard pried out of the wall and its firewalls and defenses so rudely ripped into, it felt distinctly... violated.

It sniffed.

"You are on Arcadia. May I have a name for registration? We do not have the planet 'Cybertron' in our records."

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generation_bug July 29 2007, 06:55:36 UTC
The robot hadn't done that much! Just, you know, sort of dug through everything with a steam shovel's subtlety and rummaged around and and yeah okay so he's not what one would call a l337 h4xx0r. His technique would have served its purpose despite all clumsiness, alright? If he'd been allowed to finish.

Bumblebee looks properly chastised at the scolding. More than chastised, actually, for a second he looks absolutely crushed. Just for a second though. Computer In The Wall wasn't Prime, after all.

"I'll remember that." He sincerely hoped that getting off to a bad start wouldn't necessarily devolve into the giant laser deathbeams.

"Name's Bumblebee, and -- wait, you don't?"

Oh, that wasn't good.

"What about Earth?"

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