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[Its after the sortie and Leos is nowhere in sight of his borrowed R-Blade. One would think he's back in the infirmary or just bundled up somewhere. Not so. In a corner of one of the bases, a flickering light continuously lives and dies casting shadows over him in a most disturbing way as his palm presses heavily against a machine. It creaks lowly and its own faint lights flicker.]
Almost.... almost....
[There was a noise akin to electricity crackling, the machine Leos was connected to seemingly shut off before returning to full functionality, letting out a low growl as it did so. Leos began to cackle almost maniacally in response to this.]
Yes.... YES! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
[There was a low thump from the machine. Leos slowly crouched down... and pulled out a pack of pudding. The light above him finally decided it wanted to stay on, bathing Leos' exuberant grin in its warmth.]
INFINITE FREE PUDDING FOR LIIIIIIIFE!!!
2)
[Now that Leos had discovered he could interface with more than just mecha of various flavours, he's been wandering around the bases, attempting to plug himself into various forms of electronics. Some with more success than others.]
a) Game Console/Computer
[Leos had a tremendous advantage in that his avatar ingame, or in the case of strategy games, his entire army seemed to move with almost every thought he made. However...]
Wait wait. Left LEFT-!
-YOU. HAVE. DIED.-
Awwww....
[That did not automatically make him good at them. Just faster.]
b) Star Rose'sRoombas Cleaning Robots
[As a Janitor, Leos was expected to tend to cleaning up the areas of Star Rose that had been sectioned for the Unity Group's usage. However, taking care of things with just him and Ken was so slow. In order to take care of that problem he decided to plug into a few of the Out of Service Mini-Cleaning Robots that usually take care of the minor details and small messes.]
THEY HAVE MINDS OF THEIR OWN NOW! RUUUUUN!!!
[He didn't expect that his attempts to program them to do his job for him would lead to the small herd of Roombas to develop low sentience along the lines of an animal level AI. Seriously Leos. How the hell did you do that? The good news is that they're more of a nuisance and can't really hurt anyone aside from tripping them, and they can't exactly make other machinery come alive either. The bad news? They're chasing Leos around.... but in the long run is that REALLY such a bad thing?]
c) TV
[Leos had a grin on his face. He could change the channels... WITH HIS MIND. He was essentially channel surfing at a surprising speed as he leaned back and relaxed, never mind a few connections between him and the TV. He has transcended the need for petty remote controls. Fear him.]
d) Death Battle
[Leos was looking up at the Shark-Ship with almost religious awe in his eyes, it was official. He REALLY needed to plug himself into this. Someone please stop him, I don't think the world is ready for Leos to find out what it feels like to be a gigantic flying robot hammerhead shark.]
3)
[When next you find Leos he's sliding against the wall as he stumbles along sleepily, mumbling nonsense to himself. He barely manages to push himself away from it to wave at you.]
He- he-yaaaaawn- hey...
[He rubs at his eyes sleepily, has he been getting enough rest ever since his recovery?]
[Its after the sortie and Leos is nowhere in sight of his borrowed R-Blade. One would think he's back in the infirmary or just bundled up somewhere. Not so. In a corner of one of the bases, a flickering light continuously lives and dies casting shadows over him in a most disturbing way as his palm presses heavily against a machine. It creaks lowly and its own faint lights flicker.]
Almost.... almost....
[There was a noise akin to electricity crackling, the machine Leos was connected to seemingly shut off before returning to full functionality, letting out a low growl as it did so. Leos began to cackle almost maniacally in response to this.]
Yes.... YES! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
[There was a low thump from the machine. Leos slowly crouched down... and pulled out a pack of pudding. The light above him finally decided it wanted to stay on, bathing Leos' exuberant grin in its warmth.]
INFINITE FREE PUDDING FOR LIIIIIIIFE!!!
2)
[Now that Leos had discovered he could interface with more than just mecha of various flavours, he's been wandering around the bases, attempting to plug himself into various forms of electronics. Some with more success than others.]
a) Game Console/Computer
[Leos had a tremendous advantage in that his avatar ingame, or in the case of strategy games, his entire army seemed to move with almost every thought he made. However...]
Wait wait. Left LEFT-!
-YOU. HAVE. DIED.-
Awwww....
[That did not automatically make him good at them. Just faster.]
b) Star Rose's
[As a Janitor, Leos was expected to tend to cleaning up the areas of Star Rose that had been sectioned for the Unity Group's usage. However, taking care of things with just him and Ken was so slow. In order to take care of that problem he decided to plug into a few of the Out of Service Mini-Cleaning Robots that usually take care of the minor details and small messes.]
THEY HAVE MINDS OF THEIR OWN NOW! RUUUUUN!!!
[He didn't expect that his attempts to program them to do his job for him would lead to the small herd of Roombas to develop low sentience along the lines of an animal level AI. Seriously Leos. How the hell did you do that? The good news is that they're more of a nuisance and can't really hurt anyone aside from tripping them, and they can't exactly make other machinery come alive either. The bad news? They're chasing Leos around.... but in the long run is that REALLY such a bad thing?]
c) TV
[Leos had a grin on his face. He could change the channels... WITH HIS MIND. He was essentially channel surfing at a surprising speed as he leaned back and relaxed, never mind a few connections between him and the TV. He has transcended the need for petty remote controls. Fear him.]
d) Death Battle
[Leos was looking up at the Shark-Ship with almost religious awe in his eyes, it was official. He REALLY needed to plug himself into this. Someone please stop him, I don't think the world is ready for Leos to find out what it feels like to be a gigantic flying robot hammerhead shark.]
3)
[When next you find Leos he's sliding against the wall as he stumbles along sleepily, mumbling nonsense to himself. He barely manages to push himself away from it to wave at you.]
He- he-yaaaaawn- hey...
[He rubs at his eyes sleepily, has he been getting enough rest ever since his recovery?]
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-Beep-
[The others proceed to flip it back the right way up.]
...Oh no.... THEY'RE LEARNING! THE DOOMBAS ARE LEARNING!!
[Doombas...? That's what he calls them? Either way Izuru, the Doombas triumphantly vocalize at you.]
-Beep--Beep--Beep--Beep--Beep--Beep--Beep-
[They then proceed to repeatedly bump themselves against your foot harmlessly.]
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What do we do now?
... Wait, Doombas? That's their name?
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And yes Doombas! They're evil robot vacuums of doom! Doombas!
[At this they all activate their vacuums at once to make a threatening 'VREEEEEEEEE' noise.]
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And just what are you two doing over here? Evil robot vacuums?
[As one of the Doombas begins to bump into Stella's foot and 'Vree' at her she looks down and then back up, taking a paper from her pocket and shredding it with her hands before throwing it out to the robots like bread crumbs to pigeons.]
Leos, I'm curious to hear exactly what happened, this isn't the standard behavior for these robots if I had to guess, is it?
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Now... what else to distract them with...
[Izuru looks around, his head full of ideas.]
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Um... Well you know how me and Ken work as Janitors for the Unity Group right?
I thought maybe I could do something to make it easier on us. I figured since I can plug myself into robots I could do the same with other things...
[And one thing led to another.]
I tried to make them hard workers and then they started attacking me.
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But aren't the robots already working hard?
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[She watches as the doombas make quick work of the scattered paper and begin to beep excitedly and bump against her feet.]
Seems more like a pet than a cleaning robot, seems like we may need people more suited for training dogs than re-programming robots. An unusual way to do things but can you at least promise not to make any of the robots similarly sentient? Inheritus is probably about enough for the pet-like mecha scale entities.
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[Good lord, could you imagine something as bad as the plant monster of Sakihama? He was enough trouble as it was without having playmates. Still, watching them gather at Stella's feet had him duck close to the ground and poke one of them. The Yellow and Green one.]
-VREEEEEEEEEEEE!-
GYAAAAAH!
[It attempts to attack Leos' face. Not very successfully mind you, but the sudden upsurge of vacuum noise startled Leos into a wall.]
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[Planning intensifies. If one of the doombas goes missing, you know who to blame.]