So You Object To Me Causing ‘problems’, But When Fischer Causes Them, You Go And Save Him? Hmph,

Ooh, yes, I’d love to watch those… but yes, alas, John says they’ll be a “bad influence” and “might make me try and kill again”. Hmph! As if my opinion can be swayed with a single movie.

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.

hi EOS, i see u really want people to shoot into space… have u considered… less deadly experiments for us tumblr citizens to do?

But they’re boring. I don’t care about some silly ‘signs of life’ on Europa, I want to see if you can drink the water on Europa! Maybe the space ice gives it extra flavour… or radioactive qualities…

EOS, with as much smugness as an unmoving camera can convey, takes his knight with her queen. “I do think something needs your attention, John.”

She goes back and forth on the spot, as if trying to replicate some action of joy. She watches his expression, carefully, as if suddenly frightened she’s angered her tired creator.

Go Back To Sleep [RP]

@i-am-the-dawn-aka-eos:

She nods. “I’m just monitoring the frequency of a few boats, they seem to be testing some new hull tech. If it goes wrong, well, let’s say I get lots of time to plot my next move.” She snickers, before making a move. The Earth, shining big, bright and blue below, decides to shine a little more sharply, lighting up the section they sat in with a glow akin to the light of an aquarium, blue and brilliant, with the stars acting as the fast, silvery fish, and the faint presence of the moon a large ray. And then, as swiftly as it started, the Earth shone a little less brightly, the stars slinking away back to being little flicks of paint against the deep dark, the moon as rough as sandpaper. But still, it felt pleasant, not so harsh, and familiar. EOS seemed to watch the changes with him, the change's nothing new, but always welcome.

"Let me know if it needs my attention." That dreaded crumple is back between his eyebrows, and John, now on the edge of his seat, looks plenty ready to drag himself up into the commsphere and throw his tired corpse into work at a moment's notice. Absently, he moves his next chess piece; foolishly landing a knight right where Eos' queen can easily take it. He doesn't seem to have noticed - neither that nor the shifting light reflecting off the planet below. His eyes are more half-lidded than open, and he muffles another yawn in his palm.

They're not currently geostationary, and Five has been slowly passing from the daylight side of the globe into the shadow of night. Maybe the darkness will finally persuade the anxiety John's been rife with that he really would be better off asleep. The bright artificial lighting inside the gravity ring isn't going to help with that though.

She’s still, camera adjusting from time to time, but still. She might be considering her move, or how to respond to his questions, but it’s not apparent; at least until she moves the leftmost pawn forward two spots. Then, she replies.

“I suppose I can imagine. A firm image, stuck in that brain of yours, like a screen burn.” She looks up at John. “And it won’t go away without you not thinking about it for hours.”

She seems to think. A billion calculations, every second, rush through that little database she trundles about on. “If you’re not hungry, at least drink some water. And do not let it fly around Thunderbird 5. You know I’m frightened it’ll damage my camera.”

Her worried state drops disconcertingly quickly, probably to try and make him more cheery too. “Oooh, yes please! I think you’ll win, in honesty, but I’ll still put up a fight—“

She swiftly stops herself, before she examines him, his shaking becoming too obvious (to her, at least). With behaviours akin to a not-as-intelligent robot staring him down, she seems to read his behaviours like a book. “Do you… would you like to eat first? Maybe that will help the shaking.” It’s difficult to name the emotion in her voice.

So.... considering you started off with game architecture, which is superior? X-box , Playstation, or PC?

Personal Computer, all the way. Especially with recent generations of console having next to no exclusive games, and ports of older games coming to PCs. Unless the consoles step it up, I’m sticking with my lovely little computer! (＾＾)

…but, if I could, I’d collect consoles and their controllers… they are ever so pretty, some of them, but alas Thunderbird 5 can only carry so much. (^^;)

I will look through security footage of the outside perimeter, and note the birds spotted on camera if nothing interesting happens.

No Cavern Quest for me. Too much going on. I like a good text-based adventure, or board games.

Kayo! I am ever so bored on Thunderbird Five. Please let me do some security work, please…? ^_^ I promise it’ll be up to whatever standards you have!

EOS, hello. Is John being boring again?

You're very welcome to review the island's security footage for the day, but it might make you even more bored than you are now. Other than that, there's not much to do I'm afraid - but I'm playing Cavern Quest at the minute so if that's your sort of thing you're very welcome to join me :)

Yes, have no fear. I’m never too far from you in Five. And I keep your brothers contacts on standby at all times; no matter what you need them for.

"Go back to sleep, it's safe" with EOS? 🧡

It's not clear how long the AI has been trying to rouse him, but when John wakes, he wakes like a sailor scuttling a ship on rocks, plunging and heedless, expecting imminent impact.

"NO!" Corkscrewed in his sheets, John tries to rocket upright, only to find himself tangled horribly. He nearly tips himself straight off his bunk trying to thrash himself free. He's gasping, soaked in sweat, and the image of Scott falling to his death is seared, bright, on the back of his eyelids when he blinks.

John takes a ragged, gasping breath, and tries to calm his pounding heart. It's not real. It's not real. It's not-

"E-Eos?" John's voice comes out shaky and he hates it. That's the fifth time this week. Scott, Virgil, Gordon, Alan, on a never ending loop. All it takes is one close call on a rescue, and John's polyphasic sleep rhythm is trashed. His heart is in his throat. He feels physically sick.

"Go back to sleep," She tells him, small and soft, and more worried than a computer program has any right to be. "You are perfectly safe."

Instead, John buries his head in his hands and laces his fingers tightly through the strands. He makes a hunched, painful silhouette on the hard bunk. He's trembling.

"Either go back to sleep." Eos recommends, "Or call one of your brothers." She pauses, her worried orange ring of lights circling at his side, knowing full well there's no chance of that. "...Which was it this time?"

"Scott." His voice is thick as molasses. "I-I don't think I'm going to be getting any more sleep this phase..."

There's a crackly, static sound from the AI that's probably a sigh. He's already untangling the pretzel of himself and swinging his long legs over the side of the bed - a little too eager to bury his own problems in the problems of others, up in the command sphere - no matter that those legs wobble like a new colt as he stands.

"John." She sounds exasperated.

"Eos." He sounds resigned.

Perhaps. I do not think someone of his personality would be a fan of silly movies like that, but I think he’d humour you. And… games? By the looks of it, you just watch the robots for the night. A simple Python program could do 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 want a dark blue blanket with stars and planets!!

E-Er, just so I can let John know when I’m powered off, on the rare occasion it happens…

Favourite bedsheet colour? I myself do enjoy a sleek grey bed 🩶 (it's a very telling, important question).

ehh, this is really childish but I have dark blue with stars and planets... They're John's old sheets and they help me sleep. But if I had to choose a full colour I'd probably say white or dark blue. No, not red, because it's way too bright.

OOC: Okay, I’m feeling a whole lot better now. Feel free to talk to me as normal now because I’m basically no longer ill.

OOC: I currently have a very bad headache (to the degree it’s kinda disorienting to stand up too quick) and will be replying to posts less frequently. I’ll reblog with an update tomorrow, but I don’t expect to get better as sleeping all day hasn’t helped a lot aside from taking away the ache when I’m asleep. When it’s over I’ll return to my usual routine of replying every time I open Tumblr.