Claudia Donovan (
notmyownage) wrote2011-11-08 01:30 pm
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Entry tags:
- 317,
- bde,
- ic,
- wtf portalocity?
Room 317, All day Tuesday
Claudia had barely made it to class yesterday, and once she'd seen they were doing a movie, had spent the whole time brainstorming in her notebook.
Why? Well, see, this weekend she'd gotten a really terrible voicemail. And it was the kind of thing she couldn't not follow up on.
Too bad she was running into dead-ends whatever she tried. Not that it was ever easy to hack into another dimension entirely to trace phone records.
Then she got the email from Portalocity.
"Technical difficulties, huh? Does that mean you broke my friend's dimension?"
What? It made as much sense as any other explanation.
[ooc: door is mostly closed, post is entirely open.]
Why? Well, see, this weekend she'd gotten a really terrible voicemail. And it was the kind of thing she couldn't not follow up on.
Too bad she was running into dead-ends whatever she tried. Not that it was ever easy to hack into another dimension entirely to trace phone records.
Then she got the email from Portalocity.
"Technical difficulties, huh? Does that mean you broke my friend's dimension?"
What? It made as much sense as any other explanation.
[ooc: door is mostly closed, post is entirely open.]
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"What's creepy?" SARAH said as she booted up. "Is something wrong?"
"Just make her stop," Jack whined.
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Hey, she needed all the details so she'd know for sure the best way to stop it. Or . . . something.
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"Certainly!" SARAH agreed cheerfully as the story popped up on the screen. "It's all about a lonely Domestic AI who finds love and fulfillment from a robotic law enforcment officer!"
"-encourage her," Jack finished in an exasperated fashion.
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She'd never actually thought about how two AIs would get it on.
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Jack groaned. "Can you please make her stop?"
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Jack stood there blinking at both Claudia and SARAH. "It's that easy?" he asked in wonderment.
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Jack flinched and winced. "Just make sure I never see it," he said with a groan.
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"Don't encourage her!" Jack moaned. "Now about that e-mail thing..."
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The boy could barely text. He's so not ready for twitter.
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"Right, I'm assuming you don't actually want your private email summarized in 140 characters and posted on the web. Do you want it sent to a smart phone?"
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So. Confusing.
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She barely avoided making grabby hands at it.
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