Revolution 909

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[notaditz-deactivated20150620]

The night had called her out once again, and having fed already she was out and looking for something to do. It being pretty late, and also a little bit stormy, not many people were around to amuse her. Therefore she had simply been roaming the streets for a while, unsure of her destination.

Louise heard a stranger approach and ended up thightening her coat a bit, to seem more natural. The cold didn’t bother her, given that she was of undead nature and, if at all, only got hot easily coming to body temperature. However, masquerading was all. They tapped her shoulder, presumably to get her attention.

"Huh… oh, my. If you’re so concerned about me, why don’t you give me some… company?", she said playfully, with a sly smile, being up to a little fun. Of course she wasn’t really serious (yet), but the android seemed pretty cool, though she tought that of pretty much every android she’d met. They were fascinating to her.

[mindcontrolunit]

The lone eye in Brainwasher's head watched her carefully, perhaps trying to figure out whether or not she was dangerous and to determine if she was pretty enough. He did have standards, after all.

"OH, SURE. I AM WORKING AT THE MOMENT BUT I DO NOT BELIEVE I HAVE TO FINISH MY JOB RIGHT NOW",  the android said, chuckling a little. Usually people weren't that fascinated by him - it required a bit of alcohol before most women warmed up for him as he wasn't a human. 

Maybe the night would turn into a fun one.

[mindcontrolunit]

+i-amthenetwork

The night was probably cold and windy, but Brainwasher didn't really feel it. One of the good sides about being a robot was that you couldn't really feel heat or cold unless it was dangerous to vital systems.

He was out on a job. Or was supposed to. He had been hired to deal a few drugs around the city, and he was going to get paid well for that. It was easy to send a brainwashing robot to do things like that, anyway. He'd never get caught.

He also made sure that the ones who hired him would not remember him. There was a chance that he'd just run off with the money, again.

There wasn't really anything to do, though. People just walked past him - probably terrified. Which was good. Brainwasher could do whatever he pleased.

And then.. Who was that? Someone walking all alone in the dark? But why would that be a good idea for someone who was obviously a woman? 

He caught up to her, gently tapping her shoulder with his fingers.

"EXCUSE ME, MISS, BUT WHY ARE YOU WALKING HERE ALL ALONE?"

[inevergettosayit-blog]

"Okay, okay, okay, I got one!”

"A photon checks into a hotel. The bellhop asks, ‘Can I help you with your luggage?’ The photon replies, ‘I don’t have any; I’m traveling light.’”

[mindcontrolunit]

"HA HA. HOW FUNNY... EXCEPT THAT IT'S NOT."

"DID YOU COME UP WITH THAT BY YOURSELF?"

[mindcontrolunit]

YOU CANNOT HIDE.

[mindcontrolunit]

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[mindcontrolunit]

What a disaster || closed with testsubjectjohnsmith

There are a few things that Brainwasher didn't particularly like: humans, getting stuck in weird places, humans, being alone, humans, having no contact to anyone and.. humans.

Of course the situation where he was in wasn't really the fault of humans. Actually, he didn't even know how he had gotten stuck in a never ending loop of test chambers. Was it his fault? Maybe.

He had come to the conclusion that he had become a test subject. Why would he have to be tested? He was perfect! He didn't have flaws, unlike humans did... or maybe it wasn't like that. He just didn't like to admit that he had flaws.

The portal gun was something he had grown fond of. It seemed to offer so many possibilities with everything, but sadly Brainwasher hadn't gotten out of the place just yet. What was it called again? Aperture Science? Had he ever even heard of it?

He was walking down a hallway which wasn't really different from any other hallways in the place. There was nothing to catch his attention, nothing to make him think that he was making progress. He had found some scribblings on the walls hidden behind a panel or two, but that wasn't really important to him. No, it made no sense. Nothing did.

And he knew very well that he would spend some more time in there. From what he knew, there were others, but they were probably humans. That was.. hm, good. And bad. While he was happy that humans were suffering the same fate as him, he found it rather awful that there weren't any other robots in the place. They were easier to trust, you see. 

He stopped, letting out a monotonous sigh. Why. Why did he even bother. Why didn't he just try to find a way out?

As he continued to walk, he continued to figure out how he'd get out. And soon he was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice bumping into someone - it didn't hurt him, but it made him stop and stare at the stranger for a couple of seconds.

Human. A small human. But was it real? Was Brainwasher just having delusions? He raised his free hand and poked the other. He felt real. 

"WHO ARE YOU?" he asked, tilting his head curiously.

[mindcontrolunit]

I HAVE RETURNED FROM BEING GONE.

I DON'T SUPPOSE ANYTHING HAS ACTUALLY HAPPENED WHILE I'VE BEEN AWAY.

[mindcontrolunit]

Tiny hiatus time.

The reason for it is behind the cut.

And in case you actually want to talk, my skype is kaakelilattia

Just tell me who you are when you add me.

I haven't been doing well for a while and I don't think I'll be able to do my replies for a while. If someone doesn't know, I have been drinking almost every day rather heavily and starting from the 24th I drank for 4 days in a row.

No, it's not good. I just feel lonely and I have no idea how I'm getting over this. At least my next therapy appointment is soon so I'll be able to talk about my problems there.

I would say that this is the fault of my depression. I just want to play games and talk to friends and doing replies seems really hard. Again, I apologize.

Everyone who has offered me any kind of help: I can't thank you enough. And I'm sorry if I'm hard to deal with.

I only ask for you to not forget about me. I should be able to get back soon - not before the New Year's Eve though, because I might be busy meeting someone. Maybe.

Right now I keep feeling like shit no matter what I do and isolating myself from people while looking for some funny stuff on the internet has proved to be an effective way to make me less sad. It doesn't matter if someone says that they care about me though. Yes, I believe it. Yes, it's wonderful. The problem is that my brain just doesn't acknowledge it and therefore leaves me feeling bad.

There is no need to worry about suicide threats or anything like that. I have never been able to do it after I failed at it once, and that's enough to keep me going. I would hate to make someone sad.

This will be over sooner or later. I promise.

And I love every single one of you.

-Henna

[mindcontrolunit]

A special person || ask-idiotbox

[idiots-revolution-blog]

Idiot chuckled, placing his own hand awkwardly over the one on his side.  

"Well, good to know I have the option.  Maybe I will Just to see you surprised." idiot Slipping his leg between the others’ "I’ve not got mercenaries on my back for behaving.” He teased before grinding his knee up against the other’s thigh, Then releasing a confused grunt.

"Hey, uh, I don’t mean offend but uh… Do you even… uh…"  Idiot probed his knee around the other’s thighs experimentally, searching.

[mindcontrolunit]

"IF YOU DO NOT BEHAVE THOUGH.. WELL, IT WILL PROBABLY END UP IN WHATEVER YOU WANT", Brainwasher said, sounding a bit puzzled. He knew what to do when he was with a human lady, but this person was a bit different.

He could feel Idiot's knee against him. And he knew what to expect him to say - after all, all the humans asked about it constantly too. He chuckled. "NO, I DO NOT HAVE ONE. AND I DO NOT NEED ONE", he said with a lower tone than before. "I CAN MAKE MIRACLES HAPPEN WITH JUST MY HANDS. THAT REQUIRES SKILL."

[drtoaster]

"Yes yes I am one of those.” He muttered shaking his head slightly. He sometimes wondered why people even asked if he was human. He shared a humanoid outline sure, but it was fairly clear he wasn’t one.

Brainwashers next statement caught his attention. “Yes and yes. I have heard of him. I must say he was rather pathetic. Couldn’t even fire a gun, and yes, ASP has told me about you, Brainwasher. You’re the mind control unit Raids created If I remember correctly.”

He extended a gaunleted hand to Brainwasher. “Doctor Jakob Toaster, Alpha Class Cyborg unit sixty four.”

[mindcontrolunit]

Huh. ASP had really been talking about it. Interesting. Then again, the girl had never been good at keeping secrets, and Brainwasher wasn't such a big secret anyway.

"OF COURSE HE IS PATHETIC. HE IS A HUMAN. YOU HAVE A LOT TO LEARN", he said, almost adding 'you inferior asshole' to the end of his sentence, but he decided to play it nice for a while. 

And then a thought occurred to him. Was this person the one who helped ASP out with something big? He didn't remember much of ASP telling him that. 

He cautiously shook Toaster's hand, pulling his own hand away as soon as he saw it fitting. "A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU. MAYBE I SHOULD NOT DOUBT YOU AT ALL IF YOU HAVE HELPED ASP OUT AND YOU AGREE WITH ME. RAIDS IS AN IDIOT."

He paused. "BUT WHAT HAS THAT DEAR GIRL SAID ABOUT ME?"

[mindcontrolunit]

A special person || ask-idiotbox

[idiots-revolution-blog]

Idiot hummed in approval.  He wasn’t quite sure he liked this creep being the only one with her back. 

Idiot was going to throw him a comment akin to “Read between the lines, dork.” when the other’s statement took on a sudden twist.  Oh. When the other’s posture moved over Idiots, he found himself shrinking under him, a delighted gasp threatening to slip through his speakers.

"Well damn, Good to know that- and correct me if i misread your intentions- that a fuck with me is as good as a fuck with the air? Leave or stay you really hurt a a girl with those kinda words.” He teased, a little breathily, One leg now under the other. 

"You’ve obviously not met any of my past clients.  It’s unlikely you’d have such an attitude if you had.” He gloated.

[mindcontrolunit]

Brainwasher noticed a reaction. He was sure he did. He continued to observe the smaller man, leaning closer to him, curiously. Oh? Was this a hint of some sort? He continued to lean closer until he was able to bump his head against Idiot, though he didn't do that.

"I'M GIVING YOU AN OPTION", he said, moving his other hand on Idiot's side. "YOU CAN ALWAYS LEAVE BUT I DOUBT YOU REALLY WANT TO GO, SEEING HOW YOU BEHAVE WHILE I'M NEAR YOU."

He then paused, hearing the part with the word 'client's in it. Oh? So he was one of those kind of people? Brainwasher had only seen human ones so far.

"YOU'D BETTER BEHAVE WELL, OR YOU'LL REGRET IT. A LOT."

[mindcontrolunit]

A special person || ask-idiotbox

[idiots-revolution-blog]

"Oh, please, I don’t really think of her as a child.  She just has that curiosity and naivety… At least what i’ve known of her." He hummed, pulling a cigarette from the pocket of his flanel shirt before stuffing it down his vents.

"That I do, and that I am, and that she most likely does, my… Acquaintance.” He said, suddenly his tone taking an edge of wariness.  He didn’t like being deduced.  And suddenly took a more formal posture.

"And I’m sure you do quite the same- have a reputation i mean.  You have mind control, according to your word, and I can tell that you have no fondness for humans.  I don’t imagine what you’d be doing with such powers now- hypnotizing dogs to do tricks?" He spat at the other. 

Take a hint, amigo.

[mindcontrolunit]

Brainwasher just relaxed. So this guy was actually smarter than he had thought? Oh well. "SCEPT TAKES GOOD CARE OF HER, AND SHE IS NOT THAT FAMILIAR WITH THE WORLD AS IT IS. SHE REALLY MEANS A LOT TO SCEPT; THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS SOMETHING THAT I CANNOT EVEN UNDERSTAND SOMETIMES. "

He turned to look at Idiot, looking as neutral as ever. Why was this man in his house again? Oh, yeah. Playing a damsel in distress, apparently, and now he had a random guy in his house who he would very much like to fuck.

"I HAVE NO REPUTATION AMONGST HUMANS, EXCEPT ALONG THOSE WHO HIRE ME. WITH MY POWERS IT'S SO EASY TO MAKE MYSELF INVISIBLE. AND NO, I CANNOT CONTROL DOGS. HUMANS, YES. BUT NOTHING ELSE. THEY ALSO MAKE FUNNY NOISES WHEN YOU TOUCH THEM IN THE RIGHT SPOTS", he said, now leaning closer to Idiot.

"BUT, OF COURSE IT'S FOR FUN. I ENJOY HUMANS AS A COMPANY MUCH MORE WHEN I DON'T HAVE TO BRAINWASH THEM. I LIKE TO HEAR THEM SAY THAT THEY WANT TO BE WITH ME, WITHOUT ME MAKING THEM SAY SO. AND.. IN CASE YOU FEEL QUITE ALRIGHT AND THINK THAT I'M NOT WORTH TALKING TO, YOU MAY TAKE YOUR LEAVE. OR STAY. I DO NOT MIND EITHER."

It was better to give him the option to leave, anyway. Brainwasher knew how to play this game. 

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[mindcontrolunit]

A special person || ask-idiotbox

[idiots-revolution-blog]

Idiot blinked at him before gingerly sitting down on the armrest of the same couch. “Woooow.” He drawled, resting his elbow on his knee and dropping his set onto his palm. “Some brother you are.  Do you invite every monster…” Idiot paused, embarrassed at his loose thoughts. “I mean, Joe- who puts a gun to your throat free fucks with your… friend?” He sat up straight. “I mean- She’s like, twelve, amigo.”

"Anyway, yes, let us talk.  I think my concerns were quelled fairly quickly. Have you questions for me?" he hummed boredly, his fins flicking once and then flattening to his back.

[mindcontrolunit]

"SHE IS AN ADULT AND DOES HER OWN CHOICES. WHAT SHOULD I DO? I THINK SCEPT ALREADY KEEPS AN EYE ON HER SO THAT SHE WON'T BE, HM.. 'RUINED'?" he said with a sigh. Besides, ASP was capable of actually thinking about the consequences of certain choices. Brainwasher just enjoyed his life without caring about what would happen afterwards. He had already ruined dreams of the women he had been with not too long ago, but they would forget soon enough. After all: Robots are not to be trusted.

That thought was amusing though. It made Brainwasher chuckle quietly. Well, in his case, no, he couldn't really be trusted to be a faithful companion to someone - if you were a human. 

"YOU SEEM TO ATTRACT QUITE A LOT OF ATTENTION." It wasn't a question. "THEN AGAIN, WHY WOULDN'T YOU? YOU'RE HOT AS HELL AND PROBABLY WANTED AROUND CERTAIN PLACES. I DON'T KNOW WHAT ASP THINKS OF YOU THOUGH. PROBABLY THINKS OF YOU AS A FRIEND. OR SOMETHING."

[whisperingkrait]

"Aww… S—shucks." He blushed even more, lifting a hand to brush a lock of golden mane back behind one fin. "You’re too kind—!"

Relaxing slightly, he slithered a little closer and settled at Brainwasher’s side. “So, uhh—what do you do? D—do you work?”

[mindcontrolunit]

'Kind' wasn't necessarily the best word to describe Brainwasher, but the robot let it slide - others had said the same thing about him. And then they would forget about it. "I AM FLATTERED", he said with a nod.

He watched curiously as the krait got closer to him. Oh well. They didn't seem that dangerous, at least not yet - besides, this one looked amazing, too. Brainwasher couldn't complain.

"I DO MERCENARY JOBS, MOSTLY. I USED TO BE A THERAPY BOT BUT I DIDN'T QUITE UNDERSTAND THINGS WELL ENOUGH BACK THEN SO IT ENDED UP HORRIBLY. I'M BETTER AT GETTING RID OF.. AH, PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT NEEDED. DOESN'T MEAN I'M DANGEROUS TO YOU, THOUGH."

[drtoaster]

It didn’t work for some reason? It says they can’t find the page.))

[mindcontrolunit]

(( Yeah ermmmm this download link might still work? I don't really know PP: 

I really hope you get it working somehow or then use something like iloveim, I used it a lot when MSN was being a butt.

I'm sorry that you're struggling with this though. I'm going my best to help. ))

[whisperingkrait]

Emaurri’s fins perked, his eyes going wide as dinner plates. “I’m—good looking? Oh! Oh, uhh—thank you.” He fiddled with his hands nervously, lacing and unlacing his fingers. His head was lowered in an attempt to hide the pale flush creeping across his cheeks.

"You’re not—bad yourself. I mean! You have a very nice… chassis?" Was that even the right word?

[mindcontrolunit]

Brainwasher watched his reaction carefully, humming a little. Somehow things like this made him feel happier about.. well, everything. And he felt like he could actually do things without using his powers.

"THANK YOU. I DO KNOW I LOOK AMAZING ALREADY. BUT I'M NOT AS COLOURFUL AS YOU, WHICH MAKES ME KIND OF BORING."