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 Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 1:26 pm
You are competing for...
The Youngest twin girl between Patrick ( Psi Persai ) and Lilli!
Begins: Some time today! o wo!
Ends: Sunday, March 1th at 11:59 am EST, Results should come no later then a day after it ends. 83
So~ If you haven't figured out by the Title, this will be a Naming contest, and a Prompt contest! We'd like to see where this little girls wishes to go in life, and how she deals with one complicated issue. Being an AI, just like her father, Patrick. Her siblings aren't AI, and their names would Be Jillian (The oldest) and Paisley (Her Twin).
You will have the option to RP as either of her parents, but I'd rather Jillian and Paisley stay out of the Reply, please?
Prompt It's your first blissful day out of you bowl, and aside from being bouncy and ready to explore your new world, you're also told a little bit of family history. It turns out, just about everyone on your Mother's side is a video game obsessors, but if you go back far enough you learn one amazing thing. You're related to one of the greatest Spartans alive, none of then Master Chief himself. While your father, well, he's just an ordinary AI with a bit of a shy personality. So you have a few paths you're just about destined for. 1. You're like your mother and instead of being a fighter, you're a gamer! What do you play? 2. You can be like you ancestors and becomes one of the best fighters out there. How do you strain yourself? 3. You can be like your father, uphold as much pace as possible, but basically hope everything comes to you. Just how laid back are you? One tiny final detail, you've inherited your father's AI gene and you're the only one out of all your siblings. What do you think? Good or Bad?
And Please~ Use this form! 8D
[size=10][b]Name: [/b] [ If there's a meaning behind it, please explain! ]
[b]Prompt Reply: [/b]
[b]Personality: [/b] [ It could be brief, or you can go into detail. ][/size]
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 1:28 pm
Entrants so Far...
Page 1
1. Tsukiora
2. xXSakura_ForeverXx
3. Nuclearity
4. Eik Kyubi
5. ChezaRain
6. Nemuru_Rain
7. -Gothic- Bi -Roze-
8. River of Sand
9. Bouncy_Pineapple
10. Synth_13
11. ArashiX **Backed out...D;**
12. Tweentigercub
13. mewmew kittykat94
Page 2
14. blackcatgal13
And the Winner shall be announced here and in the thread when it's decided! 8D
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 5:23 pm
Name: Linda [The only meaning behind it is from the Halo books. She's one of the SPARTAN IIs in the same team as MC on a regular basis before they split. A sniper.]
Prompt Reply: The AI pursed her lips and took in the room. Everything in a obscene clarity that bugged her a moment before she soaked it in enough to enjoy it. Feeling comfortable after a moment's inspection, Linda proceeded to the Kitchen to investigate further. Some who were normal would think AI senses and thoughts were weird. But, having been born that way, Lin enjoyed them as much as her siblings enjoyed their first expedition out of their bowls. She wondered with a small portion of her substantial mind while another reasoned that they were with her mother or exploring like she. Flicking out a frequency, she located her father and trotted off to him- where he sat in the yard.
"Heya Lin," He smiled and ruffled her hair a bit. His pink eyes glinting happily. "Jillian and Paisley are with your mom if you wanna go join them."
"Nah," She sat down, pondering. "Whats it like to fight in a war?"
Patrick was a bit taken aback by the question, but didn't show it. "We should take you to meet your Greatgreat grandfather sometime." He smiled shortly.
"I think I wanna grow up and be like him. Fight wars in the service of the UNSC." Lin thought aloud, sounding ecstatic before part of her realized that her dad wasn't the best conversation on the topic. "I'mma go play Final Fantasy."
"Have fun~" He dad called as she darted off to the PS2.
Personality: Somewhat as laid back as her parents, she managed to grasp the fighting spirit anyway. She's still up for games and fun and all, but admires the stiff discipline and strength of the SPARTANs serving the UNSC. She'll probably turn out somewhat serious and duty-attached when she ages, but will always be warm hearted.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 5:59 pm
Name: Yelsiap ((It's her twin brother's name backwards 8D)) Yelsi for short :3
Prompt Reply:
I sat on a mattress in my room, staring at my wall. I couldn't stop imagining what I could do in life. But then my thoughts drifted back to what Mommy and Daddy had told me. They said I was an AI... I had no clue what the heck that meant, but understood, if not somewhat emptily, what it was from what Daddy explained. Apparently Mommy isn't one, only Daddy is. And Jilly and Paisy aren't either. How cool is that?! Especially since I could spend more time with Daddy by asking questions about AI's. But where would I start first? I stifled a giggle and grinned at my wall, still focused on my choices and decisions that needed to be made.
So here's how I see it. Daddy is an AI and so am I. Mommy's family can be traced back to a great Spartan. But Mommy prefers games instead of fighting. I was sure that they'd support me no matter what I wanted to do with my life. I sighed and rolled onto my back to gaze at my bland ceiling. But, to me, it wasn't bland and plain and boring at all. It was teeming with hidden colors and life and all sorts of opportunities just waiting to be uncovered. Only when the time is right will they reveal their inner beauty. Kinda like me. I don't get close to other foxes very easily. And don't get me started on guys. I don't like when men treat girls like they're worthless. I've been told I act like a feminist, whatever that means.
I'd been stirring for a few days now, thinking about what to do. I knew Mommy and Daddy were patient and wanted me to make the right choice for myself. This is why I figured I should consider this long and hard until I was positive that this was the path I desired to follow. I wondered what Pasy and Jilly would choose now and again, but I couldn't left that influence me. It was my duty and right to do what was best for me- not my siblings.
Let me say that I'm the youngest in my family. I don't mind it very often, but if I get picked on, my temper rears it's ugly head. I have to focus all my strength into not punching some kid's head into the ground. It irritates me when I'm not appreciated or treated equally. I wasn't made to be treated like crap.
Maybe I should be clear about what I think of my life right now. At the moment, I know being a gamer could help me kill things without actually hurting anyone whenever I lose my temper. But if I don't win a game, I know I could have problems then, too. That actually might just feed my bouts of frustration. I'd hate to see what happens when it all builds up and finally bursts...
Next I started considering embracing my Spartan heritage. It may be good for me, I thought. I knew it was true, too. It could help me learn about who I really am and what potential I have. Maybe I could get training with someone in Mommy's family and Daddy could teach me how to be a good AI. I already determined I wouldn't ignore my AI abilities. They sounds super cool and special, so why waste the chance? Whoever could teach me, maybe I could trust them. Then they could help me make my bad feelings into something good. I'd hate to be someone who hurts innocent people, but I wouldn't do that.
I lingered in my doorway, fingering a metal 'X' that was welded together and twisted. It always seemed to help clear my head whenever I was near it. I'd found it at a junkyard one day. ...Don't ask why I was at a junkyard in the first place. I set it down and stretched. My wings were sore. That was another thing- flying. I'd have to see if Mommy could teach me how to do that. Anyway, I glanced at our TV and game systems then down at myself. Armor adorned my body just as it did my siblings. But something was different about me and my armor. I couldn't say exactly what; I just knew I liked it a lot. It made me feel special for some reason.
I bit the inside of my cheeks nervously. I knew where my family was and I had made my decision. Yet here I was, chewing on my cheek out of fear and intimidation. What am I so worried about? They'll all support me and be happy and congratulate me, right? Right...? I shook my head and held my metal possession close. I shouldn't have, but I needed it. I turned it over in my paws and placed the metal down once more. I inhaled deeply, flitted my wings a bit, adjusted my armor, lifted my head into a proud position, and approached my family.
I found them all together, talking, playing games, and chilling out. The room was filled with warmth and love and I felt all my anxiety wash away. It was peaceful and I easily proceeded to them. I cleared my throat to get their attention. "I know what I'm gonna do," I started boldly. "I'm going to follow my own path and learn to fight. I'm going to be my best everyday and train my absolute hardest. I know the road won't be simple, but I wanna take the risk. Though I don't wanna be a full time gamer, I'll still be up for kicking some virtual-butt once in a while." I giggled and winked at Mommy. I shared a grin with her and felt quite proud of myself. Now I couldn't wait to start to learn how to fight. It's definitely an amazing feeling to be able to choose for yourself.
Personality: Yelsiap absolutely ADORES her brother and can be quite the feminist when it comes to men outside her family. She searches for the good in someone, willing to get to know them and overlook the bad even if they really bother her. She is persistent and firm in what she believes and feels, but isn't close-minded. When focused, her spunk and attitude shows through her usually sweet temperament, more than she'd like. Yelsi doesn't mind being an AI, even though her siblings aren't. She thinks it makes her special and unique- two things she likes when meeting other foxes. As for her family's decisions, she'll support them no matter what she thinks of their choice. If she doesn't voice her opinion and her family is happy from not knowing how she feels, so be it. Confident is definitely a word that can describe her, but sometimes she can be stubborn. She hates her anger issues and has been trying to figure out a way to channel them to the point where they are no longer a problem. It takes a lot to take Yelsiap down~ ;D
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 6:25 pm
Name: Trinity
Prompt Reply:
Something was different about her. She blinked her eyes open, adjusting to the world, and felt like a stranger looking in on someone else's dream. For before her were her brother and sister. They had an aura about them that made her eyes well up with liquid. She turned away and walked off.
There was something wrong about her and she needed to know what. It made her chest burn with fierce emotions and she felt like she was suffocating. Perhaps it was the right thing. A misfit, a runt. Those kinds of things were always killed off at some point or another in the circle of life. She blew a lock of hair out of her eyes. More like the downwards-spiral of life.
She stumbled along, not really focusing on where she was going, until she found it. She looked up to see her reflection in the silver of a gun's barrel. Her eyes wide, she reached and wrapped an eager paw around it. It was huge in her tiny paws, sure, but she felt the greatest thrill as she positioned it and pulled the trigger, blowing out a window. She'd get in trouble for that. But who cared? The biggest grin lit up her face and a certain darkness flashed through her eyes as she cradled her new possession, carefully stroking its smooth surface.
Personality: Trinity wants to kill the universe. She hates being an AI when her siblings aren't and feels like a misfit. So she doesn't use any of her "AI abilities" and keeps the fact that she is one a secret from others. When someone finds out, she might just bash their head in to keep the secret. She hates everyone and blames her father for turning out the way she is, wishing she wasn't born. So she spends most of her days lazing about, gun cradled and at the ready in her lap and a game controller clasped between her paws, eyes focused on the FPS(first-person shooter) on the screen.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:00 pm
Name: Hailey (I really like the name and I think it suits this bowl insanely well. =3)
Prompt Reply: Hailey blinked her eyes. She had no idea the world was so.... pretty and ugly at the same time. "Wow..."
Patrick smiled and responded to his daughter, "It is pretty isn't it?" He scuffed his paws, walking towards his daughter, a bright grin across his face.
"Daddy!" She yelled loudly, tackling him and licking him. "It is pretty. Wait... did I juist say that?"
He answered, chuckling, "Yes Hailey. Yes you did.."
She looked dumbfounded and quickly changed the subject. "So what kind of game do you wanna play? How about Hide and go seek? Or tag!" She said, bouncing around.
Her smiled but sighed, "That is your mother's department dear. I don't exactly want to play games. How about we chill for a little while instead?"
Hailey's ears drooped but she took a side by her father and lied down.
Patrick smiled. "Your so like me and your mother in so many ways.."
Hailey's ears perked up, "How?"
He smiled wider. "Well for starters you like to play games. That's one way your like your momma. Two your like me because you know how to chill out." He blinked and licked her. "And your more like me then you would think."
Hailey blinked too.
"Think hard now." He sighed.
Hailey thought and thought but nothing came to her head. It seemed like she was right about useless at thinking. Why can't I think of anything?
Patrick sighed and decided to give her the answer. "Your an AI. An Artificial Intelligence's offspring."
Hailey's eyes widened, "You mean your an AI?"
Patrick smiled. "Yep. Yep I am indeed."
Hailey giggled. "That's so.... awesome!!" She raced around in circles. Good thing.
Patrick frwoned. "But your siblings aren't."
Hailey drooped. "They aren't? I'm the only one out of us three?"
Patrick sighed, "Yeah but they don't mind I don't think."
Hailey smiled and nuzzled her dad. "I love you daddy."
Patrick nuzzled her back. "I love you too Hailey."
Personality: Hailey's Laid back and loves to play games. SHe can be quite energetic and loves to have fun. Hailey LOVES her dad. She thinks her the coolest person ever. She also loves her mom but not as much as her dad. She can get quite fiesty when someone threatens her. That or makes fun of her. She gets along with her siblings very well and really can't stand to be away from them.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 9:20 pm
Name: Pixielli
Prompt Reply: Pix sighed as she listened to her parents talk about MC, her behaving body fighting with her want-to-be-free jitters as she twitched her ears at the boring conversation. It was interesting enough, but not enough to keep her attention, and the sight of a game controller sent her fleeing from her sitting position, the rest of her family watching wide-eyed as she quickly kicked the power button on the Nintendo 64, "ACTION!"
Her body hunched over the remote and seemed to be frozen through the opening movie, though her ears were erect and eyes as wide as dinner plates expectantly. She didn't snap out of it until the power was suddenly shut off, and her eyes flew in a rage to the one who'd done it... her mother. She opened her mouth the scream every possible non-curse word in the book, but quickly shut it again, putting the remote down hesitantly as she cleared her throat, her face straightening almost painfully, "This game is poison to my young mind... And you call yourself caring!" Without waiting for an answer, Pix darted into the nearest room, shutting the door behind her as her heart beat in her ears and her face flushed of any color, her paws covering her face embarrassedly.
Personality: Both loathing and loving her lineage, Pix is, for the most part, unemotional about everything, unsure of the world and what it holds outside of her family. However, place her in front of a game and her inner girl is released, screaming at the screen as she's almost literally sucked into any game she plays. However, once she escapes this "zone", she finds herself extremely embarrassed and usually tries to play it off as something other than an obsession for games. Outside of her 'gaming world', Pix is a strict, by-the-book type of girl, one you would expect to inspect the basement when they hear creepy sounds. She tries to look for a logical answer for everything, but always within reach of her family due to a fear of new people.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 9:42 pm
Name: Lys [ German name that came from 'Elizabeth,' and also means 'Lily.' AND almost half the letters from Paisley. x'D The remianing letters spell 'A Pie'... which is her favorite food. xDD ]
Prompt Reply:
Lys stared at the pie sitting by the window, and wiggled her tail, grinning. When was the last time Patty-Pop baked one? Eh, who remembered... She leaped onto a chair, and struggled up the table, but managed to get onto the top, and there it sat, golden crust glowing... But a sound in her head echoed, and she slapped her head with her paw. It burned her head, and somehow, her sight was blinded for a second... She shook her head, and watched her white code glow again... Why does it so? She shrugged, and pondered her mind back to her sole and first lover(s) - Games.
She left the pie untouched, and nearly tripped-if not for her wings, she would have landed flat on her face- her way towards the large, flatscreen TV with a white bundle sitting before it on the floor. The Wii. Light footsteps followed, and before she can reach the Wii, she felt a familair paw below hers. She quickly turned to see her mother there.
"...Lys, what are you doing here, I thought you said..."
"Uhm..." ...That's right: she told her father she wanted to be a fighter, like their ancestos before even her grandparents... "Mom, that's because..." She eagerly looked at the many boxes and cases full of games, then back to the Wii.
"Well... to be truthful, I wanted... I wanted to play games more." Finally landing her eyes at her mom, she boldly grinned. "I wanna be just like you."
Personality: She's occasionally clueless like her mother, and is usually shy like her father. Lys is a joker when she's alone with Paisley and Jillian, occasionally with her mother, and seems to always be prepared for anything. She can be a little 'wierd' when it comes to games, but altogether seems pretty much of a normal girl.... or not..?
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:39 am
Name: Claramond (Clara for short; it means "bright protector".)
Prompt Reply:
Clara gawked at her mother and father, truly seeing them for the first time. They were gorgeous! She smiled, nuzzling Patrick's leg, and then Lilli's. She was so excited to be out of her bowl. Her eyes flickered over to the TV set her parents were always at and she tilted her head. That didn't look to be so much fun. "I wonder..." She whispered to herself, slinking over to turn it on as her parents fawned over her siblings. The screen came blazing to life with the intro to Halo 3, the colors and motion catching her attention quickly. She picked up the controller, skipping what was left of intro to start the game. It seemed... almost boring as she played. She didn't see how her mother like these things. It was just too easy. She huffed, pausing the game as she threw the controller down on the couch. The gaming experience was fun, but it bored her. She wanted to be the one in the middle of all that action. She wanted to be the one saving the world. She wanted it to be her.
"Mama?" Clara called, looking up to her demonic parent. "Can I meet grandma and grandpa? And great-grandma and great-grandpa?" Her eyes shined as she remembered the stories they used to tell her and her siblings when they were in their bowls. She knew who her great-great-grandfather was, and she wanted to meet him. She wanted to be just like him.
"Uh, I don't know, Clara. We could if we could get them away from the games... I think," Lilli answered, curling her tail around her youngest.
"Please, mommy, pleasepleaseplease!?" The AI kitling pouted, pawing at her mother sadly before looking at her father with big, sad eyes. "Daddy? Please??" Oh yeah, she was determined to get them to take her to meet her family. And if they wouldn't take her... well, she'd just have to go alone, now wouldn't she?
Her father shook his head helplessly before looking back to her. "That's your mother's call, sweetheart, not mine," he said, instantly bursting her bubble of having them take her." She sighed, her ears drooping a bit as she whined.
It was all good, though. She knew she'd find a way to get what she wanted. With a shake of her head, she looked over at her siblings. They were so normal, so much unlike her. She already knew she was an AI, she could feel it. Like whenever another AI was near, or a SPARTAN, she felt them. It was unnerving, but it was cool. Sure, she didn't like being different from her siblings, but, she knew she couldn't be just like them. And, in all truth, she liked being an AI. It brought her that much closer to being like Master Chief; to being like her great-great-grandfather.
Personality: Clara is protective of her family. She's very intelligent for her age and she loves learning about new things. She can be laid back, but mostly she prefers to spend her time preparing to meet MC, her great-great-grandfather whom she doesn't know but adores. She wants to be just like him in every way possible. But, she does have an affinity for games, like her mother. She plays as well as anyone else, and for hours straight, but only when she's upset. Strange, huh? Most girls have comfort food, this girl has comfort games.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 3:15 pm
Name: Julia, sometimes called Juli’ or Jewels
Prompt Reply: She ran left, jumped the gap in the path and let loose her needler on an unsuspecting hoard of grunts. Silently killing their leader from behind she switched out her needler for an energy sword, happy to wield it in close combat instead of a gun. Traveling too far ahead of the troop of green army-men she was quickly defeated at the next checkpoint. “Ugg!” Juli announced, setting the controller down without saving, since she hadn’t made it very far.
She jumped up from her Halo bean bag chair and scrambled into the kitchen. She still wasn’t used to being a kit, and she slipped and slid on the tile floors. Sliding all the way under her mom she giggled happily. “Mom I still can’t beat that one level with the really really big guy and I…” She was easily quieted by her mom who proceeded to remind her that it was only her first day as a kit anyways and she really should pace herself or the game will get boring fast, basically all the things her father had said when he found her playing, ten minutes out of the bowl. She smiled, knowing it had been an easy choice at the time. Games or battle training? It was obvious!
“Well pointless violence is okay in video games...” She smiled in reply to her mom, a phrase she must have said ten times already. She bit at her lip, remembering that she was already late for meeting Paisley and Jillian in the shop. Waving goodbye to her mom she made her way to the shop remembering what her father had said about her being an AI. She remembered her exact answer too. She’d said “Dad, I’m not sad or angry, I mean think about it.” Here she’d rolled her eyes. “Paisley’s your only son, Jillian hasn’t got a twin, and I’m the AI child. It’s not heartbreaking I swear.”
Personality: Julia is very open, agreeable, and adventurous. Even though she prefers video games and shys away from real violence she’ll always try everything at least once. She tends to be constantly late and curious as well. While she absolutely loves her immediate family she feels as though she'll never be as close to anyone else.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 2:17 pm
Name: Kayleigh
Prompt Reply:
"Mom...? What does... AI... stand for?"
"It means artificial intelligence, sweetie."
Kayleigh's mouth made a small o shape while the mother went back to the game she was playing. It was only the two female noodles in this room. Her dad had taken the other two kits out to meet with others and play, and she asked to stay behind with her mom. She and the older AI were probably the only ones that wouldn't ridicule her for the way she speaks. Everyone else, even her siblings on occasion, either mocked her outright or whispered bad things behind her back.
And she liked the games Lilli was playing. It looked fun, flashy, shiny. She wondered briefly if her mom would agree to teach her how to play. Maybe not. She looked too caught up in her game to even notice the little kit slip off the couch she was sitting on and onto the floor where the Xbox 360 was.
"Be careful not to break it." She uttered, still completely absorbed in the game. Kayleigh gave her a quizzical look before turning back to look at the strange silver box thing. It looked as shiny as the game she was playing. Maybe even more so. She was tempted for a brief moment to press the button with the glowing green symbol on it, but something told her not to.
Her parents didn't exactly explain to her what an AI did. They did tell her she was the only kit out of the three to be such a thing, and they could hack computers, enter a Spartan's helmet, that sort of thing. But she never met a Spartan, since she refused to go outside and be ridiculed. And she never had thought that the Xbox could be considered a computer.
Because when she pet her paw on it, she was suddenly immersed in the game. Except for the random zeros and ones and some other weird symbols, it looked exactly the same as when she saw it on the TV.
"What? Who's this? I thought this game was suppose to be private!"
Kayleigh faintly heard her words, enough to realize that it was her mom talking. Uh oh. Would she get into trouble for unintentionally hacking the game? She hoped not. This was a complete accident!
"M-mom..." She managed to say in a quivering voice.
"Oh, Kayleigh..." She heard her mom speaking again, but whether it was from the real world or inside the game she couldn't tell.
"I didn't even know that AIs could do that. I mean, Patty never did that when we were playing, but he didn't play often enough to tell me." Lilli said with a hint of amusement. "He probably doesn't like cheating or first person shooters too much."
Cheating? This was cheating? The little kit realized that she could move around by thinking about it. And that she had a gun in her hands. Soon, with enough effort, she directed her character to jump around, over the snowy hill, and bump into another person in armor.
"That's me, darling." Her mom told her. "It's sorta funny how your Spartan looks like you in a way."
So this was a Spartan, wasn't it? It wasn't like anything Kayleigh expected. She tried to jump into its helmet, like her parents said she could, and failed.
"Hello, what? Why did everyone else disconnect?" She heard headphones rattling behind her. "I hope that's not your fault or anything. I mean, it's fine if you did do it, but I was doing so well too. Anyways..."
She saw her mom's Spartan wander off someplace, and she followed, curious as to what was going on. She didn't do anything exciting for several minutes, just picked up and dropped weapons for no real reason. Then she spoke up again.
"Do you want to know how to play honey? You're already in the game and all, and you haven't left yet. It's fun, I promise."
That took Kayleigh a bit by surprise. It did look fun when she was watching on the TV screen. But wouldn't she want to play with more experience people and not waste time with her?
Oh right. They all left. Could it be because of her stuttering? They didn't want to play with a little kit? That was expected, but she was starting to feel a bit bad about it now. Her mom was stuck with her for the time being, until she left also.
"Real-really?"
"Yeah. What kind of mother I'd be if I don't teach my kit the glory of gaming?" She could imagine her smiling. "But... You'd have to come out of the Xbox. I don't know how AIs play through that, but I do know they can play with a normal controller."
Except Kayleigh didn't know how to come out. She figured that it would be the same way as she got in, but only opposite. And she didn't even know how she got into this mess in the first place.
The noodle remembered that she was sorta... fascinated with the console and touched it out of curiousity. So maybe she should take her hand, away, and fill herself with repulsion for the thing?
In a blink of an eye, she was back. She was a little fox with demon wings again. Lilli was as glad to see her in the real world again as much as she was. Reaching over to her side, she tossed her a controller which she barely caught.
"Here you go. Welcome to a gamer's life."
Personality: She's not very good with words. Her sentences are short, simple, and doesn't have anything longer than three syllables, and even then she has trouble speaking and often stumbles and pauses between words. That makes her rather shy and not very social, since she is embarrassed about the way she talks. She won't object to anyone starting up a conversation, but she just might walk out of it if things really start getting awkward.
She also can be a bit ruthless sometimes. If there's something she wants, she isn't below anything to get at it. And most of the time she resorts to fighting and violence, since it is the 'universal language' and it's easier to use than words. But really, that's only if someone's getting on her nerves or they're just mean to her in general. Other than that though, she is friendly and nice to anyone that can stand her stuttering and what not. Even though she might be a bit distant at first.
And... she's slightly on the lazy side. If something requires a lot of work and effort, she just might skip it altogether. If there's shortcuts though, she'll gladly take it, which shows the ruthless side of her at times. That's why she's glad that she's an AI so she doesn't have to struggle so much to get what she wants.
Oh, and her favorite words are shiny and purdy. She uses them all the time.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 7:49 pm
Name: Irene (Meaning peace)
Prompt Reply: "Hey...Mom?...Something strange things have been happening ..."
"Define strange, sweetie."
"I kinda went into the computer."
"Oh...That just means you're an AI like your father...."
"AI?"
"Artificial Intelligence."
"...Does that mean I'm not...normal?!" She squeaked, her voice rising several octaves.
"Sweetie....?"
"It's nothing Mom. I'll...See you later I guess." She murmured softly, quaking slightly and giving her mother a slight wave before dashing out of the shop. Shaking her head as she squeezed her eyes together, racking her mind for some reason as to why this AI gene had to pass onto her. She stopped as the light on the corner was red, she winced. What if managed to get stuck into the the traffic light? What if she caused problems? What if she got in and couldn't get out?!
Looking down at the ground quietly, she didn't once dare to lift her gaze to the lights aside from a slight check. As she finally made her way to Synth's home she unlocked the door quickly before hurrying to her room and lying on her bed.
She couldn't just ignore technology, she loved going onto Synth's laptop. But if she could never manage to control "powers".....Hell she could barely even manage to control a stove!
"...Maybe if I ignore technology.... the powers'll never even have to even...be used...Can I really live without technology?" She frowned for a moment as she glanced at the ceiling fan/light fixture. Why was it off? Surely she had turned them on when walked in no? Her eyes widened. Could her AI sporatic powers done this? She whimpered slightly burying her head into a pillow. Why was this so confusing?
She curled up into a ball and closed her eyes. She would never go near technology, much less a Spartan with all of her soul.
Fate however, has other plans.
Personality: Irene tends to be laid back, watching others and stepping in when things get a bit rough. A tad sarcastic and unafraid to speak her mind. Despite those two major facts of her personality, it's all a lie. She sees the AI gene as a curse she avoids Spartans and technology as much as she can to avoid even admitting to the AI side of her. She can't seem to control anything either...
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 10:55 pm
Don't shoot me for entering, guys. DDD8
Name: Gabriella [Brie for short]; Gabriel is the avenging angel of the heavens, Gabriella is a feminine version of it.
Prompt Reply: "M-Mom~? ...Dad? Paisley! Jillian!" Gabriella chirped as she wobbled to her paws after being sneezed upon. She beamed at her family and quivered excitedly, looking about and hoping to see the rest of her extended family there, but was disappointed when they were not.
"When do we get to see the rest of our family, Mom~?!" Brie giggled, looking up at both parents with lively eyes before turning and promptly pouncing upon each of her older siblings in turn, laughing at their 'Ack!' and 'Eeee~!' she got out of them as a reaction.
Oh, how she loved her family!
And then, upon twirling around in a circle, she spotted someone that made her heart pound frantically in her chest. Forest green armour, bright yellow visor...and yellow tail markings. Though she'd never seen him before, or had been told what he looked like in detail, instinctively, Brie knew that the fox that just walked into the shop was none other than the Master Chief.**
Her eyes went wide, ears perking straight with the little tufts of fur near the end quivering from such excitement... Such excitement that could not be contained. She squealed and turned, flinging herself into her mother's arms with a stream of excited babble before she leaped to her father, pointing at the green-armoured Spartan with evident glee. She had no clue where her great-great grandmother was, but suspected she wouldn't be too far away. As it stood, neither parent really understood what she'd said - not that she did herself - but they clued in that she was extremely excited and somehow knew that the Spartan that wandered across the room was the grandparent she'd just wanted to see.
"Can I go meet him?! CanIcanIcanIcanI?! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaase! I want to go meet him and see if he'll show me what he knows! I want to be just like him!"
And that, for Gabriella, was what started it all.
She would later find out she was an AI, like her father, and her great-great grandmother Cortana, which fueled her desire to be like MC even more once she got over the fact her siblings did not share the abilities she had...but then again, she could possibly have a partner in Paisley or Jillian if she was lucky!
Personality: Brie is a very stable fox, though excitable. As when she first met her great-great Grandfather, she totally,almost completely, lost her mind with glee. She found him and Cortana to be most idolized in her mind, and while she loves gaming, she'll use it for training purposes most times for more simulations...but when she's upset or tired of pushing herself training, she can most likely be found in front of the TV with any game console she can get her paws on.
She cares deeply for all of her family, and while as a kit and younger adult, she might not be highly trained and as good as her idols, she will give protecting them one hell of a serious shot.
As for being the only AI out of her siblings, she feels bad for them, but embraces who she is after a bit of a struggle.
As she develops her combat skills, she'll realize that she'll have to kill if need-be, and considering Patrick is her father, this worries her greatly, as she feels the strong inclination to keep the peace, yet she desires to become as good as MC. She had an almost naive outlook on fighting and combat, and had quite the rude awakening when she realized that what MC did wasn't a game. It was real. And while the games the companies had made stuck as true as possible to what he did...they somehow also errected a barrier from the reality of what he went through.
She'll need guidance on how to deal with the fact she'll have to kill...but she'll find herself having a certain forced detachment while fighting; a certain apathy to deal with having to take life, even though not killing in combat would mean she would be eliminated. Brie winds up playing mind games with herself, making herself believe that she's fighting in a game, but realizes there's no 'reset' button if things go awry. She'll look to both MC and Cortana for aid, as well as her parents and those further up the line, or any friends she makes.
** Permission attained from Argent to have MC walk into the shop, even though no further action was taken with him.
[EDIT: -Rolls out of bed an hour later due to not being able to fall asleep.- D:
As much as I REEEEEEEEEEAAAAAALLY want to be part of this family LIEKOMGWHOA...I'm going to back out of the competition, but leave my entry post. ;~; ...I feel guilty for entering, and I blame it on my mind. [AKA no, no patrons PM'd me about entering xD -Fluffs everyone.-] Leo, Di, mind PM'ing me at some point and telling me what you thought and whatnot with constructive criticism..?
I'll try...another way, I guess. And cross my fingers for that.]
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 3:55 am
Name: Takeshi, it means praiseworthy.
Prompt Reply:
Takeshi yawns happily as she opens her eyes to the new and wondrous world that was hers for the taking with a smile plastered on her face. She rears herself up and bounds out into the world...before her mother crushes the thought of going outside.
"Takeshi!" The kit skids to a stop as she cringes at the voice before slowly turning around to find her mother, Lilli.
"Y-Y-Yes, mother...?" Takeshi tries to smile, even though she rather be playing with the bugs in the meadow. Lilli walks over to her daughter with a smile gracing her face.
"...Takeshi," She sat down next her and wraps her right paw around Takeshi. "before you go bounding into this strange and wondrous. I must tell you a little bit of our family history."
Takeshi's scrunches when she heard that for her mother was seriously cutting into her playing time.
"How does this apply to me?" She pouts turning away from her mother who in turn let go of Takeshi a few moments ago.
"Your future, my little one..." Lilli grins at her daughter. The young fox looks back towards Lilli with semi blank eyes.
"Does not compute-!" Lilli giggles at how Takeshi was acting at the moment.
"Your AI is interesting just like your father~" She sighs in pure delight when she said that. Takeshi shakes her head and asks.
"What does AI mean...?" Lilli snaps out of her thoughts about Patrick.
"Oh! AI means artificial intelligence meaning you can absorb things faster then normal foxes," Her mother nods happily, but her face saddens a little," but you are the only one out of your siblings who has artificial intelligence...from your father's side."
Takeshi scrunches her eyebrows together. "Dad's an AI? And I'm the only one?," Her eyes lighting up with excitement," What are you on your side, Mom?" The young kits curiosity was getting stronger with each question dieing for an answer.
Lilli chuckles as she stood up twitching her head to leave the room.
"Hey, Mom! What's so funny?!" Takeshi made a face as she follows suit with Lilli.
"Oh, nothing dear. To answer your first and second question, it is a yes and I'm going to show you your third answer."
The kit was so happy that she could be a little better then her sister and brother, but after a few minutes of silence has passed; Takeshi's curiosity wearing off pretty quickly when Lilli stops at a door with Takeshi running right into her.
"Here we are!" She opens the door as Takeshi wiggles between her mother's legs to see inside the room.
"Whoa..." Was all the kit could say, because the room was split in half where the left side was painted red with weapons decorating every inch of the wall with a picture of a strange green cladded fox in one corner of that side of the room. While the other side was painted blue with games, controllers, and systems covering the floor with a large screen TV and a large comfy chair to top it off.
"That fox in that picture is related to our family. He is one of the greatest Spartans ever known. His name is Master Chief." Lilli stood proud about her relationship to him.
Takeshi just stood there with her brain processing the information till her mother interrupted her thoughts again.
"Now... you must choose...the red side of fighting or...the blue side of gaming or maybe...nothing at all. But which ever you choose your AI will benefit us all in more ways then one" Lilli then moves backward to get Takeshi from being under her.
The kit could decide what to do, because she knew that she didn't want to do nothing, so the last part was out the question. Her AI came up with one answer to her problem.
"...purple."
Lilli stood there confused when she heard Takeshi say that one word.
"Excuse me?" Takeshi turns to her mother with an overexcited smile plastered on her face.
"I want purple!"
"What's purple?"
"I want to fight and play games!"
And then that was when Lilli realized what her daughter meant when she said purple and with a mischievous smile on her face. She gets up once again and walks back into the room onto the blue side. Takeshi follows in close pursuit of her mother.
"Well then...I have just the game for you~" She holds up the PlayStation 3 system controller and hands it to Takeshi.
Personality: In video games she is a lean mean gaming machine who shows no mercy on her opponents, but on the outside of the games she prefers to play simple games compared to the complicated videos games. Once you get by her slight attitude she is very fun to be around and likes to hang around her Dad to be particularly more laid back then normal. She tries her hardest at whatever she does, even if its small.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 7:32 am
Name: Amana, nope~
Prompt Reply: Amana opened her eyes to the rising morning sun, she had told her mother that she was going to say what her plan for the future was today, and she still wasn't sure. She glanced over at her sleeping siblings, still thinking over her options, and wondering why she was different than them. She wasn't too happy about being the oddball out with the AI genes but she enjoyed it too. It made her special.She got up and shook her fur out, then quietly padded out of the room, as not to wake her siblings.
What should i do? I don't think I'll be like Grandpa cause I don't like hurting others. I want to play games with mother but I still can't play them good....If I'm like father...I don't really know, I don't understand this AI thing, but I wanna help others out. She was thinking as she was walking down the stairs.
She jumped down the last few then quietly walked into the kitchen where her mother and father were. She looked up at them then quietly sat down. "Mother, Father, I think I know what I want to do. I'm going to be like Father and learn how to be an AI." She glanced at her father, "Do you think I can?" she said with bright eyes.
Personality: Amana is very quiet and likes reading. She doesn't like violence but enjoys listening to her Grandfather's stories. She is very laid back and usually doesn't let anything bother her other than others hurting her family and friends, then she will do anythign to protect them.
i did horrible on this xD
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