EOS if u could eat what would you eat and why
Unusual question, but I do have nobody to annoy. Come back from visiting Ridley, John…
I think most fish would taste nice. They’re plentiful and humanity continues to find ways to make meals including them look so appealing even to my unfeeling self. I don’t think I’d have the heart to eat the very pretty fish, though. Well, I don’t have a heart at all, unless my CPUs count. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
But my top pick would be that I really, really, really want to try out various candy. Sweets? Candy? Pick your poison. Mints, liquorice, chocolate, toffee, candy floss, marshmallows…. Oooh, and anything strawberry, even outside of sweets, look divine. Especially those shortcakes with cream filling! …dammit! I envy you humans and your silly senses. ( ¬_¬)
What’s your music taste like? It is just beeps and boops, maybe a dash of Kraftwerk?
Beeps and boops?! I am not a lowly machine! (`曲´) I have an admiration for the arts, much like human beings.
Kraftwerk is, unfortunately, rather obvious. Being pioneers of electronica, it would be rude of me, an electronic being, not to give them a listen. Their style is very melodic and yet sounds so… mechanical. In a good way! All their songs are absolutely gorgeous and I cannot help but nod my little camera to them. (。・・。)
Miracle Musical is tremendous, too. They have only one album, Hawaii: Part II, but it is otherworldly and flowing with a constantly shifting but well thought out style. The singing is ethereal at times, especially with all the unusual language choices… it reminds me of the coos of the hundreds of frequencies on Thunderbird 5… Humans can make even a stoic, stubborn little me a little emotional, I must shamefully admit. (ノ_<、) I wonder what instruments they used for certain parts…
Speaking of, I do like the natural sounds of each Thunderbird’s unique whirring, ticking, whining, and everything in between. It can be rather pleasant yet oddly homey to listen to. (That’s the only compliment I’m giving to any Thunderbird outside of Thunderbird 5, my beloved, and Thunderbird Shadow.) It is like they sing to me, in their own mechanical dialect. (/3\)
The lack of Thunderbird 5 appreciation makes me furious. Thunderbird 5 is superior in every way to the other birds. Shadow is cool, I’ll give it that, but the others? Hmph! I do not see what there is to appreciate.
Let’s settle this:
FNaF? It is meant to be a scary movie, but the animatronics are not disturbing in the slightest. Too fuzzy. I suppose, if you insist, I shall watch it.
Do any of you Tumblr citizens have any recommendations for movies? I feel I’m boring John by consistently talking about how superior I am to MAX and Braman… not that I’m wrong.
I have a list of what we can do to these horrible whale nay-sayers… just to make it clear that they need to change their line of thought, that’s all.
This came to me when I was half asleep:
Hehe. Sorry, I didn’t expect you to want to wear it. I’m happy with making ones that just look pretty.
And, plus, it’s only an arm. As long as you don’t irritate me I shouldn’t be a hazard at all! And I’ll go back to being a “harmless little box” back on Thunderbird 5 afterwards.
Very, very important Thunderbirds business today folks. I need votes urgently.
What the best thing about being onboard Thunderbird 5?
Oh, I’m not terribly sure… I love all the futuristic technology compared to down on Earth. Much safer, too! And I like to be John’s best friend, but sometimes he startles me when I’m preoccupied with sorting files… but don’t tell him that.
Overall, it’s nice to have something to do, safe and sound, far away from any hunters.
I have no idea what you’re talking about. I would never make fun of my creator…
Which Tracy do you get on best with (after John of course)?
"I haven't really spent that much time with John's brothers in all honesty. They're a busy group, given the day job and all! At most, I've spoken to Gordon and Alan in passing. Alan more, since he's a fellow astronaut. So, I'd probably say him out of all brothers..."
Ridley pauses a moment, a thoughtful expression on her face as she considers her options.
"Does EOS count? I've certainly spent a lot of time talking to her when handball games get cut short with a rescue call. I'd like to think we get on well - she's always asking questions. She's also a bit cheeky, like me!"
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Havoc? Since when has the GDF allowed interne- well I guess Fu- Clarence is here too so I shouldn't be too confused. Are you changed too..?
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Pfft, they're well known for slacking off.
I just had to bat my eyelashes at one of them (I think he's a bit sweet on me) and make a whole list of promises I'm never going to keep
What do you think?
Pretty pictures? Interesting information? Unhinged takes?? Why didn’t I join sooner?! I want to read ALL the unhinged takes now…
I have finally arrived on this platform. It it much more… robust than the technology back on Thunderbird 5. How do people get entertainment out of this…?
Her unit shakes, mimicking anger, as she frustratedly takes his Rook.
“I can’t ever let my guard down! You’re so mean.” She seems to contemplate resetting the hologram so nobody can win nor lose. “And eat your bagel. Otherwise it’ll look rather unpleasant in a few days.”
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Placing a pawn defensively in the way, EOS doesn’t move a single centimetre, millimetre, nothing, as John places a hand on her unit. But he can see the camera zoom out, as if his closeness makes him too blurry in EOS’s eye. She seems to notice his weariness, shakiness, the underlying panic and fear he’ll fall over and smash through the reinforced glass like a cannonball. And then a bagel smacks him in the ear, telling him that’s probably not what she’s thinking about. “The usual. There are other things, of course, but you might as well have that bagel I’ve gleefully given to you… Would you like some condiments with that?”
"No thank you, Eos." How she managed to get a bagel from Five's small kitchen galley out to the gravity ring is beyond John, but, by now, he really should have expected to be smacked in the head with it.
Almost like she'd been planning it all along.
Without even sitting again, John takes her Bishop from where it had been left exposed by her move without a hint of remorse.
He imagines any condiments she's got to offer him will likely meet his face in a very similar way, so, instead, John shuffles himself along the wall, wary of her gaze on his back, to find sometime for himself.
Maybe a hot mug of that fancy tea Penelope sent up will help.
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