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Post by Usagi on Aug 25, 2009 20:55:36 GMT -5
Continue? Awww man..
Thankfully, it seemed that the swatbot had the sense to continue the motherly rant later. Instead, the robot turned to eggman. "...I see you are as well as ever Doctor..."
Ivan looked from his 'mom' to the doctor, clearly confused. "Huh..? You know the doctor, M-05?.."
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Post by Control on Aug 26, 2009 8:42:01 GMT -5
"Of course she does, if she didn't she'd have to have a memory glitch. Now unless someone else is creating Swat-Bots then I made her." The doctor brushed his mustache.
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Post by Usagi on Aug 26, 2009 12:22:08 GMT -5
Before Ivan could start spouting more praise on how close the bot 'was' to Eggman, the swatbot in the hologram spoke up again. "Yes, welll... Either you've changed quite a bit since I last saw you, or you've probably seen something you want in Ivan... But just what would that be, 'doctor'?" 'She' seemed to emphasise that word, as though it was a joke for the man to be called as such.
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Post by Control on Aug 27, 2009 14:00:38 GMT -5
"He is capable of putting together robots, whether from scrap or destroyed bits, within seconds compared how long it would take any other way." The Doctor smirked, his arms crossed and he looked to Ivan. "I will be offering Ivan here a job, a place in my future empire for the help only his powers can provide."
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Post by Usagi on Aug 27, 2009 15:56:50 GMT -5
"A.. A job!!?" Ivan had stars in his eyes, but his 'mother's glowing lenses had dimmed with thought.
Previous experience and memory files were going against that statement. Thirteen years ago, Eggman was not as generous a man, in fact rather childish when it came to the topic of a certain hedgehog. At best, Ivan would likely be not much more than a living weapon, something 'she' was highly against. And yet, as she scanned her memory for a solution to this, she could not help but recall that cold (How she felt it, she did no know) night when she first found the boy. With a startling rush, as though her being had come online for the first time ever, she had felt emotion. True emotion, while the small, barely hatched child below cried. 'Help me,' he seemed to say. 'Love me. Don't leave me. Protect..'
She could have honestly refused. But... She didn't. She wanted no more than safety and happiness for her little 'spark'. But...
"What conditions do you have, and what treatment would Ivan recieve under your... employ?" The words seemed forced, worried, and while impossible, one could almost see mental age in the 'eyes' of the bot. If this... If it was the right choice...
Ivan in the meantime was practically flying with joy. M-05... Was going to let him stay?! He didn't see those eyes... But there was a nagging question now. Could M-05 come too?
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Post by Control on Aug 27, 2009 16:39:57 GMT -5
"The conditions are that Ivan does as I ask, to the best of his unique abilities and I will test just how far their limits go. He will be given a room, food will be provided and he will work for certain hours of the day and have free time for rest or..." The doctor did a 'so on and so forth' hand gesture. "Whatever it is he likes to do. Prototype, my most advanced creation to date will watch over him and the day I take over the world to create my empire he will be granted a place of power and a nice amount of land to call his own." The doctor smirked. "How is that for treatment." Prototype looked from the doctor, and then at Ivan, as she started to consider what would be a new job for her. Other than the doctor, she had no interaction with other non-robotics except a couple of fights before...
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Post by Usagi on Aug 27, 2009 18:08:54 GMT -5
M-05 seemed silent. This was... More than simply 'good treatment'. So there went her argument...
Before she could say anything more however, Ivan spoke up. "Um.. D-doctor? ... Can M-05 and my cat come with me?"
T-That wasn't nessecary!!
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Post by Control on Aug 27, 2009 18:23:39 GMT -5
The doctor looked to Ivan and then to the swatbot. "I suppose I can find a place for... What was it you called her? M-05? Even though she is considered obsolete compared to my modern day bots... You may bring her and any other belongings of yours..." He grimaced. "I don't like rodents running around my labs... If you bright your 'cat' just make sure it's locked up in your room at all times, I'm very sensitive to animal fur."
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Post by Usagi on Aug 27, 2009 18:40:29 GMT -5
Obse- She'd show him just how obselete she was... For now, she stiffly nodded. "That souds good... In that case, Ivan, I will pack up our things and come to you location ASAP." A robot using slang? Best not question it... There was a click, and the hologram disappeared, an awe-struck echidna turning to the doctor and Prototype. He was lost for words, but a look at his face, along with the general emotion that any robots in the vicinity likely felt was enough to voice the silent and borderline tearful response.
Thank-you...
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Post by Control on Aug 27, 2009 19:29:44 GMT -5
Prototype closed eyes and shivered slightly, until the wave passed. The doctor looked to her. "Prototype, show Ivan to his room, it is right next to yours." She nodded. "Right away Doctor." She looked to Ivan. "Follow me."
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Post by Usagi on Aug 27, 2009 23:37:38 GMT -5
Ivan nodded, running over to the hedgehog before slowing down to match her pace, still shivering with excitement. It was quite obvious that he was holding in some shout of joy- Likely because that would probably be seen as rude. He did idly wonder if the cat, 'Breezy' would mind the move though.
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Post by Control on Aug 30, 2009 6:09:34 GMT -5
Prototype lead Ivan out of the room. The doctor was still smirking profoundly. He believed he had found something he could use, just play it nice and Ivan would be loyal, it would all make his plans go by a nice percentage faster. Once they were in the hallway Prototype looked back at him. "Whatever you are doing please stop now. I don't like you pushing these feelings of... Joy into my head."
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Post by Usagi on Aug 30, 2009 12:04:16 GMT -5
"Eh!?" Ivan looked over at Prototype with confusion, blinking as he thought about how that could be happening. Maybe those 'clear your head' speeches from M-05 had a reason...He still had no idea how he was doing that though. "Ah... S-sorry..."
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Post by Control on Aug 31, 2009 8:37:43 GMT -5
She looked away from him and continued down the hallway. "So long as you do what the doctor asks, you will be treated well. He gets impatient with those that fail their tasks. As you are not set in any assault based situations you should not have that problem. Most things work very smoothly in the doctor's bases except when we are under attack or attacking. If the biggest threat is G.U.N in either case then there will not be many difficulties, should it be the blue hedgehog Sonic or someone similar things will get hectic fast. I am Prototype, I was created by the doctor to be a defense against said threats should it happen. But I have yet to be in a base when it is attacked. As this is the one the doctor is currently working within himself I am here as well."
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Post by Usagi on Aug 31, 2009 15:31:16 GMT -5
The boy nodded, absorbing the information and carefully mulling it over before deciding to ask a question. "Understood. ...Soooo... What sorts of things do you do in your free time?"
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