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Philosophy. Social constructs. Absolutes/particulars. Robotics. Cybernetics. Sick as hot shit algorithms flying towards your ass at approximately 299,792,458 m/s.

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lordasshole replied to your post: Dear Jakey.

Exasperated sigh.

Did you really expect me to pass up such a chance? You practically let that one drop right into my hands.

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Dear Jakey.

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Get Ready for Movie Night

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Foresight has always been one of, if not your greatest, source of pride. However, the very last thing you saw coming was Jake actually initiating physical contact with you, as brief as it was.

You are thankful that you don’t have to worry about what to do with your hands as you move to sit, sending a mild “No worries. I am one-hundred percent plague free. It’s no short of a miracle.” his way. There isn’t any real awkwardness being there on Jake’s couch, in Jake’s house, looking the guy in the face for the first time in months. At least there aren’t any because of residual feelings or memories or whatever else; when it came right down to it, after all, he was your bro first and you had made peace with your short-lived foray into the more intimate ages ago.

You situate yourself on the worn cushions in a way that you painstakingly make look at ease, though you can’t help the way your eyes lock on to your shades on Jake’s face from behind your own extremely out-dated lenses, especially when the music starts and you find yourself fighting off a smirk.

“I’m surprised at you. Luda’s flow is mediocre at best. Have I taught you nothing?”

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You snort when AR plays the song, shaking your head as both you and Dirk sit on the couch. You were pleased to see him again, and having him sit on this couch brought back a lot of memories. It was here where Dirk first asked you out, where you attempted your first make out session with him, and where you told him it wasn’t working out with the two of you. Your mind started to wander for a little bit. 

Was a due to regret? Perhaps a little. Maybe it was better this way, the two of you remaining bros. You were completely fine with that. You sigh, all the memories flooding back to you caused you to remain in your day dreaming state. After Dirk speaks you soon snap out of it. 

“I too am disappointed with the music choice!” 

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You would be absolutely contemptuous were it possible, eye rolls and huffy shoulder hitches and all, and you know the way you'd move, feel it as if it is an extension of yourself no different than the folded arms that hook behind Jake's ears to hold you in place, but that's phantom pains, phantom longings for urges that are simply impossible. You chalk it up to being based upon a thirteen year old actual consciousness, really, which would realistically have thirteen years of experience moving and being and living in something other than, hey, fancy that, a pair of glasses.

But for now all you can do is give Jake a snippy response to pass on as you flip the switch on the music.

AR: Oh, please. AR: That's a classic. Show some respect for the originals. Don't pretend like you didn't spend a preteen year of your life swaying in time with the most eloquent lyrics performed, ie, "move, bitch, get out th'way."  AR: Don't make me break out Tupac to get some tears up in this shitstock. I will fucking do it. 

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Get Ready for Movie Night

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You stare at yourself in the bathroom mirror for exactly ten seconds, dressed in the old grey pull over and jeans you woke up in, with your hair still in a considerable tangle, before you decide that, fuck it, it’s only going to be Jake, Roxy and your glasses there to see you, anyway, so what is the point. You opt out of the long shower and nicer duds, but you do take a minute to comb and slick back your hair. After a quick run to the furthest corner of your closet where you keep your backup shades, you’re golden and ready to go.

One trip through the transportalizer later and you’re standing in your best bro’s home. You take your time walking over, hands deep in your pockets.

“Evening, ladies.”

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You get a message, and assume it’s Dirk. In fact, it’s AR; oh, Dirk had replied as well, and you were all but grinning that he was going to come for the movie night too. You read AR’s message and remember, yeah, he can’t speak when he’s just sitting there like that. Instead of typing out a response, you simply place him on your face. 

“Sorry about that. I guess I forgot about the whole talking thing. Sometimes I just think you’re so much like a real person i forget that you have to use technology or be on someone’s face. 

Anyway, stainless plasti-glass sounds pretty nifty! Though I’m not surprised Dirk would make something of that nature.”

A few minutes after you respond, Dirk comes into the room where you’re sitting and almost makes you fall out of the seat in surprise. You weren’t expecting him this soon, you figure he’d do one of his long showers and take forever getting ready like you remember him doing. But it was just a casual occasion, and this wasn’t one of your dates. 

“Dirk! Glad you could make it!”

You hadn’t seen him since shortly after the break up, but you refuse to make this awkward as you stand up and go over to him bringing him into a quick hug before gesturing to a seat on the couch as you sit next to him. 

“You still feeling sick at all?” 

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It takes him long enough to get his shit together and finally put two and two equals four on his mental board. Once again you're placed comfortably on his face and you would give another kind of dial tone but you're processing through the fact that Jake compared you to a real person, even though he's sitting there talking aloud to a pair of shades. 

Well, almost like a real person, but still, it's something. Especially since English has such a penchant for calling you a robot (the correct terminology is far from robot -- robots can't feel, robots are strictly metal, and you are not strictly metal. Hello, sentient consciousness). 

AR: Finally. AR: I could always indulge in some Microsoft Sam audio, at the very least.

Jake greets Dirk soon after and you decide that it's about time you say hello to your creator after a few weeks of not paying him any mind at all.

So you play a song.

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Truxton - Automaton Astrosmash

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Get Ready for Movie Night

After speaking with Roxy, you manage to convince her to let you borrow AR for the evening for some good ol’ fashioned movie watching. Hell, it might not even be movies, probably just some Flight of the Conchords episodes you had been putting off to see with someone. As fun as it was to watch things it was much more fun watching them with someone. That was certainly one thing you missed about the time you spent with Dirk, among other things. 

AR makes his fair share of sassy comments as you put him over your face and go through the transportalizer. You told Roxy if she wanted to join up with you two later you’d be more than pleased to have her company. She appeared to consider it, however you were unsure if she would actually go through with it. You take AR off of your face and place him gently down on the seat of the couch next to you as you message Dirk and ask him if he’d like to come watch some things too. It was only a matter of time until you got an answer. 

After the message is sent, you place the phone on your table and turn to AR. 

“You’re sure looking pretty spiffy this evening. Roxy sure does a great job keeping you squeaky clean doesn’t she?” 

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Ah, yes, Jake's face. Anyone's dream to have as a place of residence, obviously. Who wouldn't want to be sat upon a teenager's landmine of an expressionhold, that's the real question. If you could you would have scoffed derogatorily and given him a look of pure and unadulterated disdain. However, as it stands, you can only play an off-color tone that sounds suspiciously like a string of censored curse words. Lovely.

Jake isn't smart enough to realize you can't exactly talk if he isn't actually wearing you, so you really just have to settle for tossing lines at his phone until he picks the little shit back up. You are fully aware that he can be oblivious, but come on.

AR: Cleaning is so last season. AR: You ever heard of stainless steel? Try stainless plasti-glass. AR: Cha-ching. 

And now to wait until he picks his phone up. Let the countdown begin.

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thedigitalizedprince replied to your post: thedigitalizedprince replied to your post:...

You know what you have to do.

There ain't no way in hell or out of dodge that I'm adding another hat to my accessory bound ensemble already. I don't have time to perpetrate the wonders of graphic clip art additions to this shit, bro.

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thedigitalizedprince replied to your post: thedigitalizedprince replied to your post: January...

I personally like it. There’s just something so charming about a hat wearing a hat.

I would make an Inception joke and say "we must go deeper", but that humor got old the last time DiCaprio still didn't get an Oscar.

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thedigitalizedprince replied to your post: January 19.

…?

English broke my long run of having no one call me out on still using the Christmas themed icon.

I almost went a month.

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lordasshole replied to your post: Wide yawn.

Ar for christs sake its not christmas anymore. Change your icon!

Make me.

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January 19.

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Wide yawn.

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Im up again! Boy i had a dream that everyone thought i was an enormous douche. 

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everythingscominguproxy replied to your post: Let it be known that I’m still here. Hi.

smooches u

Hey, girly. How's it hangin'?

vivaciousversifier replied to your post: Let it be known that I’m still here. Hi.

:oO

Colon lowercase o uppercase o tells me so much.

lordasshole replied to your post: Let it be known that I’m still here. Hi.

Oh joy!

Oh, please. You know you missed me. Otherwise you wouldn't have greeted me at all. Your wiles are a stake through my heart, Jake.

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Let it be known that I'm still here.

Hi.

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Even putting my full body and spirit behind it your salvation is proving to be an arduous task. 

I think itll end up being the latter! Cant have good quality popcorn go unconsumed.  I do think ill need to talk to dirk about it first though. Seeing as it might be kind of awkward for me to just waltz right on in uninvited with no explanation except “hey i just wanted to treat your shades to a nice movie night!!”

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Arduous, not impossible. Let's go, snap snap. You can do it, Jakey.

You could always pop in without warning and kidnap me. A change of scenery could work. And he isn't entirely responsible for me. I can think for myself, thank you very fucking much. It would be no different than me leaving to go over to your place if I had the body to do it.