Ickle Meatships!

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Hopefully no one sues me for semi-stealing the SLEEP meme format but!



ICKLE!

Think about or think back on the childhood days/younger days of your character (or your character now if they already are kids). There's a huge playroom with a mountain of toys....

Have fun, Kids! And no fightings!

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[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

Brainy stops patting the moment it becomes clear Renne's upset or something by what he said, and a question is on the tip of his tongue before the holographic display begins.

He stares in obvious fascination at the display, and when it's over his gaze drops back to Renne, a new, intense curiosity in them.

"That's your world? And you're... manifested emotion?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eeee. Urrrr.

::A low-voiced chirp. Allowing the odd holographic thing to remain for a moment longer, the beastie sniff-crawls back toward Brainy. By then, his temperature's once again controlled (think hot-water bottle).
His tone of voice, the mellow streaks of slate-blue on his skin and the word he's trying to say conveys a rather simple message.

This was his native world. Emphasis on the "was"::

[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Brainy says. There isn't exactly much more he can say to that really. While he has his own fair share of problems with Colu and other, supposedly normal, Coluans, he can't imagine what it would be like to lose his world entirely.

"I imagine it gets lonely," he ventures.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eeee. Ess.

::A trill, then a nod. Both ears perk-flopping forward, the beastie leans in and offers a kind of nuzzle. And there's a wee bit of a smile on his face. Just...Yeah. English::

Eeerrr. Ow. Fffffen.

[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

He doesn't need to think that hard to pick up Renne's meaning. It's hard to think what else it would be.

He tries a smile in return. "Well, you can make friends with others, can't you? I'd be your friend. ...if you wanted that is. I don't really have any myself, so I'm not sure how you go about making them."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eeee. Ffffen.

::Nod. Chirrup. That's what he was trying to say! Two chirps and a multi-harmonic trill (don't ask him to say "Ah") later, the oddity offers a nuzzle.
And...

Quite promptly tries to crawl onto this life-form's lap. If he's sitting down::

[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

Oh, 'fen' must be an attempt at 'friend' then. Brainy's smile strengthens, only to turn into surprise when suddenly he has a lap full of... whatever Renne's species is.

He stares down at the creature for a moment, confused about what to do now, then hesitantly tries to pet his head again. It worked well enough the first time.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

::Yep. A full maybe-four-and-something pounds lapful of warm-skinned, purring critter. Lifting his head, the oddity flicks an ear, then extends a webbed hand/paw...in a careful attempt to reciprocate the petting.

His aim is probably very, very off though::

[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

Brainy doesn't tend to laugh very much, but he smiles again as Renne's hand pets his cheek. He's largely made of some kind of metal, but his body is programmed to maintain something close to human body temperature, and whatever he's made of isn't obviously metal unless touched.

He leans a little closer so Renne can reach a little better. "Is that easier?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Oooooooh....

::That's not human skin. By now, those big ears are perked forward and the big eyes are a little wide in wonder. He's quite literally reeking fascination.::

Soff'. Oooooh!

[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

"Hmm?" Brainy's still having a little difficulty figuring out Renne's speech, so he's not sure exactly what he was trying to say, but he can understand what's gotten his attention.

"Oh, I'm not organic. I'm largely cybernetics, armour, nanotechnology..." Without meaning to he's become more serious.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eeee? Is soff'.

::Purr. He's still petting, yes. Although by now, there's a definite forward-lean and a curious snuffling. The words? They end up tragically butchered::

Gan? Sai-nuh?

[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

He was pretty sure that was a comment about his face being soft, which was a little strange. Not a word he would have associated with himself. Soft was reserved more for things like real skin or hair.

He wasn't sure how accurate his interpretation was, but he was almost 65% certain that the next couple of words were 'organic' and 'cybernetic'.

"If you're asking what I think... Coluans aren't organic. We're not flesh and blood like other species are. I'm made up of components and programs..." He hesitated before reluctantly adding; "Like a living computer."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eeee? Poo-turrr?

::Blink. Yep. Colour him confused. Very literally; specifically a kind of blue-greeny with a touch of curious.
With such curiosity mounting, the oddity at least tries, like a little monkey, to crawl up onto a shoulder::

[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

"You... don't know what a computer is?" That makes things incredibly difficult, and Brainy can't even think of how you could explain what a computer is to someone who's never seen one.

Fortunately a distraction is provided as Renne tries and succeeds at climbing his arm up to his shoulder. Brainy smiles a little and rotates his head to keep an eye on the creature. "What are you doing?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eeeee. Eee-eee.

::A little head-shake. What's he doing? Currently sniffing most avidly at this Brainy. Why? He's curious, that's why! Oh and maybe....trying to tickle an ear or equivalent thereof::