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Post by Allison Jones on Mar 18, 2012 23:31:16 GMT -5
The headboard smashed into the wall where the other bots had just been, leaving a rather sizeable dent in it. Allie really hadn’t meant to do so much damage but she was just so angry at Yong Soo right now that she really did want to hurt him. The other bots tried to calm her down but all she could do was glare at Yong Soo.
“Fine, I won’t hurt you. Not now, at least.” Maybe once this was all reversed, she could get her revenge. But first she would have to see if Ivan really would accept her like this, despite the fact that she hated it. She really did. She wanted to be a girl, because Ivan bought her pretty dresses and was always so kind and gentle with her… Would he still act the same way, now that they had the same… parts?
Grabbing a blanket, she wrapped it around her new body in some sort of makeshift toga and sat down on the floor, trying her best not to show how upset she really was. This was nothing like a different hair color or a new accessory. She had been completely changed and couldn’t recognize herself, which was why her distress program was still giving off warnings to get her to calm down.
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Post by Ivan Braginsky on Mar 18, 2012 23:43:27 GMT -5
There was a loud smash coming from one of the rooms... Yong Soo's room. Ivan felt his heart attempt to speed up some, but not enough to trip the EKG alert beep. He tried to hurry down the hall as quickly as he could without angering his knee or tripping from sheer grogginess, granted, the urge to sleep with rapidly fading away. This was one of those moments where he felt horribly old, despite not actually even being forty. Maybe he really ought to get that knee-replacement just to eliminate the inconvenience of his stiff one. He could probably keep up with the games Yong Soo and Allison cooked up. Still though, that smash was worrisome. That wasn't a sound he ought to be hearing, especially not from his son's bedroom.
Upon coming within range, Ivan managed to summon up the energy to slam the door open, bouncing it against the doorstop. Luckily, his hand managed to keep it from smacking him in the face on the rebound... like the last time he'd rushed into a room to make sure nothing horrendous had happened. "What is goink o-" The words died in his throat as he stared at the... moderate chaos that had appeared in front of him. There was a random man wearing one of his sheets, a naked Asian girl near Yong Soo, a broken bed, and a dent in one of his walls.
Ivan didn't really know what he was supposed to feel at the moment. All he really could manage at this point was a blank expression with wide eyes. What... was going on in here? A few scrambled syllables of garbled meaningless speech squeaked out as he stared.
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Post by jin on Mar 19, 2012 0:06:43 GMT -5
Jin watched Kiku run past them, diving under the broken bed without a second thought. Huh...and people said she was obedient. After making sure the Japanese bot was well hidden, she turned her attention back to Yong Soo, staring in silent admiration at his rather touching speech. However, a quick glance at Al(lie) told her that the animosity between the two Braginsky bots was nowhere near over. With a faint blush, Jin decided to take the initiative and make sure nothing happened to the Korean until everything was sorted out.
Hopefully a week. Tops.
She followed Yong Soo to his damaged bed, pausing to give Al(lie) a reassuring pat on his (muscular) shoulder. With a sigh, she flopped next to the Korean, staring at him curiously.
“You’re okay, right?” Jin asked dully, poking the other bot’s cheek. “No bruises or splinters or anything?”
As she was mentally smacking herself for taking a moment to appreciate just how nice his hands were, a second (and even louder) bang caused her to scream (more shrilly that she’d ever admit) and shove Yong Soo in front of her. Really, she figured his abs of steel would provide much better protection than anything else in the vicinity. Her moment of panic subsided (somewhat) when she realised it was only Ivan.
...’Only Ivan’. That didn’t sound right...
“...Um...good afternoon Mister Braginsky,” she said nervously, peeking out from behind Yong Soo. “You’re looking...um,” gold eyes took in the messy bathrobe and bedroom hair, “...your age.”
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Post by minty on Mar 19, 2012 0:49:49 GMT -5
Kiku winced as another weight was added to the bed. Quietly, he pondered if anyone remembered he was supposed to be under the Korean's furniture although he supposed it helped to make the scene look more natural with the pair of them sitting atop it.
He had to wonder though, which one of them had a softer as--
The bedroom's door slammed open and in came the person to whom the Asian bot was never supposed to show himself. Somewhere above, he heard a female scream followed by a rather strong shift in the weight above him.
Oh God, my back!
Kiku couldn't stop himself from pushing upwards and, as quietly as he could, he scrambled to pin himself up against the wall on the far end of the dark space hoping the bed's two occupants did not follow him to the opposite side of the bed this time.
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Post by yongsoo on Mar 20, 2012 0:55:09 GMT -5
“Hi Ivan. I’m sorry. Did we wake you up?” Yong Soo bit back a snicker at Jin’s comment. He usually forgot how old Ivan was despite the man often acting beyond his age. Then again, Yong Soo was twenty. Thirty was old for him, making Ivan ancient by his standards.
Feeling the bed raise a bit, the Korean bot didn’t hear Kiku move as much as he felt it. That was good. It meant that Ivan shouldn’t be able to notice it. He really needed to find a new hiding place for Kiku. There was too much of a chance of Ivan finding him here. Arthur’s place wasn’t that good either, considering that Kiku was imaginative and Captain K was discovering certain things not as he left them.
“Did that crash wake you? Or was it the smashing sound. Allie just lost her temper because she got confused with my newest bot mod.” He pointed to the pouting, blond, male bot dressed in a toga. “And this is Jin.” Yong Soo tugged the naked girl into his lap to cuddle. “It’s it amazing Ivan? They look fully like the opposite gender. It took forever to get perfect. Especially since I wanted to create an opposite gender version of themselves rather than just making them a boy or girl. I planned down every detail, from Allie’s new hair style, all the way to Jin’s bust size.” he beamed.
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Post by Allison Jones on Mar 20, 2012 1:02:06 GMT -5
Allie curled up, ignoring Jin’s reassuring pat on the shoulder. While it was nice, she just wasn’t in the mood to be comforted. Not when she looked like this. Heck, she didn’t even know what she looked like now, other than the fact that she had a male body. Was her face completely different as well? What if Ivan couldn’t recognize her?
As if her thoughts summed the Russian, Ivan burst through the door and stared around at all of them, clearly confused. So, Ivan didn’t recognize her or Jin when they looked like this. Biting her lip, she hugged herself tightly, hating the feel of her new arms.
Trying to stay quiet, Allie felt even more hurt by the way that Yong Soo was talking about this. He was bragging about how much detail had gone into completely stripping away a huge part of her identity and then she remembered that no matter how much Yong Soo liked bots, they weren’t human to him. They were fun things to have around and experiment on.
With that thought, she burst into tears, thankfully glad that at least this reaction to her distress signals still worked.
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Post by Ivan Braginsky on Mar 20, 2012 1:27:13 GMT -5
Ivan blinked over at the... very naked lady bot that seemed to be attached to Yong Soo. What kind of statement was that? Of course he looked his age. In fact, Ivan knew that he probably looked far older, but that was irrelevant. Why was she stating the obvious? A better question though, was: why was she in Yong Soo's room... and naked... and in his son's lap? That didn't seem quite right. Despite Yong Soo being young when he was cyberized, Ivan didn't think he'd had much interest in matter's relating to the less-than-wholesome when it came down to actual... Well, whatever Ivan had thought before was apparently wrong.
"Yonk Soo, dit you make a hooke-" He was stopped short by the aforementioned son's explanation. That was... Jin. Oh. Ivan casually diverted his eyes. If Arthur knew what had gone on in here, there would be a very upset British man pounding on his door, demanding that Yong Soo be disassembled, or at least that was Ivan's guess. When he looked at the detail Yong Soo put into altering Allison and Jin though, he did have to admit that he did a really good job. Ivan was just about to compliment his son when the male bot, who was quite good-looking if Ivan was honest, burst into tears. That was... definitely Allison in there.
Ivan stood there stupidly for a moment, looking on at the sorrow with a blank expression. Was he supposed to run over there and somehow comfort him? Was he supposed to scoop him up in his arms and tell him everything was alright? It... hurt to see Allison or... well, Al, he supposed, in pain, even if in the back of his mind he knew it was supposed to just be simulated emotion and not real. The older man walked over carefully and put his hand hesitantly on Al's shoulder.
"Солнышко?" He really hoped he could cheer her... him up, but Ivan really didn't know what to do. "You are..." He needed a word.. something descriptive and positive and he didn't have one. It wasn't that there wasn't anything positive to say, it was more that he had no idea what to say. What did girls like to hear? They liked being told they look good, right? "Still pretty." Ivan mentally begged the powers that be that his smile looked genuine enough, because he meant it. Allison looked good as a man... and as a woman. It was kind of a win-win, he supposed, but apparently not for his bot.
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Post by jin on Mar 20, 2012 2:06:36 GMT -5
Oddly enough, Jin didn’t protest as Yong Soo hoisted her into his lap, instead blinking blankly at Ivan with the same bored expression s/he always wore. She even humoured the excited bot by framing her new bust just like the screaming ladies did in those videos Arthur didn’t want anyone to know he had. Even the cuddle afterwards was nice, seeing how having no clothes made for a very chilly afternoon.
...Then his hands started to wander, and Jin was forced to move them somewhere less awkward. Really, if Yong Soo just wanted a pair of breasts to play with, he could have rigged up a headless torso with some silicone implants and tickled those to his heart’s content. Hell, maybe even rig up a moaning voice box.
Still, it was kind of flattering to hear all the research he put into their designs, even though the level of observation had to be on, or close to stalker levels. Then again, it was normal for Yong Soo to obsess over his pointless projects, so maybe it was to be expe-
Wait...did Ivan just call her a hooker?
Oh. No. He. Di’int.
Jin quickly scanned the room for anything that she could hurl towards his eggplant nose, wondering if it were possible to blame the act on...a...hormonal influx or whatever. Damn! You’d think there was a downloadable manual on how to work with these parts! The only other item she could find were the broken shards of the flower vase she’d broken earlier, and they were all the way on the other side of the room. She settled on mentally stabbing the Russian with very large needles as he and Al(lie) shared tender moment number 185. Really, she had no idea what the blond was so upset about – the muscles on that new body of hers were boss.
“...Yong Soo, d’you have a mirror on you?” Jin asked, wondering why she didn’t think to ask for one earlier. "And like a...uh," she waved her hand around while trying to find the right word. "Boob...sock?" [/sub][/size]
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Post by minty on Mar 20, 2012 3:15:53 GMT -5
Everything was fine. He hid himself well, just like he was instructed to and no amount of back-straining torture would force him to make a sound or give away his location. This was a test of loyalty, one he was determined not to fail.
But why did his nasal sensors itch?
Although he had managed to escape to an unoccupied corner of the darkness under the bed, Kiku soon found that he was not alone in his hiding spot. Much to his misfortune, his movement had upset a warren of rabid dust bunnies who didn't seem to take too kindly to being swept out of the way.
Goodness, when was the last time someone decided to clean up around here?!
Kiku's optics began to water with the effort of holding back what he knew was trying to escape. Why hadn't he known he was capable of such a semi-autonomous stimulus response?
"ah..."
"...ah-"
The Asian bot terminated his breathing function in hopes of stalling a disaster and for a moment, it seemed to work. The itching sensation passed and he breathed out a quiet sigh of relief.
But the dust bunnies wanted their revenge.
"ah-choo!"
He blinked slowly, as if his processors hadn't quite caught up to what had just happened.
well f**k.
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Post by yongsoo on Mar 20, 2012 20:59:48 GMT -5
Hooker? Yong Soo looked at Jin. Yes at the moment he was a very pretty girl. A very naked, pretty girl. A pretty, naked girl with nice breasts. He squeezed a globe for good measure. But weren’t hookers supposed to have more fishnet and boots that made them tower over the average male? Plus man-Allie was there. Did Ivan think he was kinky enough to go two at a time?
His thoughts were derailed until Allie started to sob. Honestly, her emotional settings were just a touch too sensitive for his tastes. He’d modify them, but that would only upset Ivan if he did. Not to mention her preprogrammed empathy was one of the reasons he picked her out for his adoptive father.
Feeling Jin shift, he returned his attention to the bot in his lap. “Boob sock? I don’t have any socks big enough for your boobs.” Looking back the Korean should have gotten some clothes for them before he changed their gender. “I can get you some of my clothes to barrow though.” True they would be big on the Chinese bot’s thin frame, but those hips should be enough to keep his boxers up. Allie could barrow some of Ivan’s clothes if she didn’t wanna keep the toga party going on.
As he shifted off the bed and started rooting around his dresser drawers for something clean, Kiku’s sneeze burst from under the bed. Oh please, please let Ivan be too absorbed with comforting Allie to have heard that.
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Post by Allison Jones on Mar 20, 2012 21:10:30 GMT -5
Allie jumped a little when a hand landed on her new shoulder and she looked up, meeting Ivan’s gaze. She could tell that he was truly trying to cheer her up and she was really grateful to have an owner like Ivan but… she just didn’t feel pretty anymore. Even if Ivan said she, he, whatever, was. Her observations of human behavior had enlightened her to the fact that sometimes people just say what someone else wants to hear.
Her sensitive sound receptors picked up the sneeze from under the bed but because she was crying right next to Ivan, she hoped that he wouldn’t hear. They didn’t need anything else to go wrong today. Hesitantly, Allie took Ivan’s hand in one of her own, sniffling at how they were almost the same size now. She had liked it when her hands had seemed so small in his own…
“C-C-Can I borrow s-some clothes?” she practically whispered, not trusting herself to speak any louder without her voice cracking.
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Post by Ivan Braginsky on Mar 20, 2012 21:33:37 GMT -5
Ivan tilted his head to the side at suddenly having his hand grabbed. Allison... or Al, at this point rather, no longer seemed to be in possession of the same delicate little hands he'd had when he was prefixed by s-. Stronger, more defined, different proportions... Yong Soo really had taken his time to do this properly as opposed to just swapping the primary sex characteristics. All of the detail that his son put in... He felt a swell of pride where a proper heart would have been once upon a time. If Al hadn't been so upset about suddenly being male, Ivan would have openly complimented his son on the achievement in cybernetic upgrades.
If he had been even ten years younger, Ivan would have thought about just picking Al up to try and comfort him... her... Man, this was getting confusing. Now, though he wasn't quite strong enough to pick up a fully grown man, but... Actually bots weighed less than their human counterparts because of ultra-lightweight construction. He should be able to pick up Al. He sighed a bit, having been too occupied with taking care of his family to notice a weird hitching sound coming from across the room. Leaning down some, Ivan freed his hand from Al's own before scooping up the poor upset bot in his arms. He was... a little heavy, but not nearly as much as a human of the same build.
Clothes? Oh... well... Probably wearing sheets until Yong Soo got around to changing Al back into Allison was not a good idea for the bot. Ivan had some clothes that should fit, if he remembered properly. They'd be big on Al's frame, but they would keep him covered and probably more comfortable. Smiling, he nodded silently.
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Post by jin on Mar 20, 2012 23:22:19 GMT -5
Jin tilted her head, intrigued by the interesting image before her.
Oh, oh, she knew this one! Episode 13 of Stairway to Eternity, right, right? This was just like that one scene after the jilted love interest got run over by a semi! ...Except with two guys who were white instead of Korean and bed sheets instead of curtains, but eh. Making sure that Ivan was preoccupied with holding Al(lie) like an infant, Jin peeked under the bed to check on Kiku, holding a finger up to her lips. She grabbed a pillow and slid it underneath, hoping it would help him stay comfy until Ivan left the room. Following a pause, she tossed a feather duster under there too, giving him a determined look and thumbs up.
Jin stretched a bit before following Yong Soo over to his closet, hoping he’d have something suitable for her to wear. Granted, the Korean wasn’t exactly fashion challenged (unlike SOME bots), but there was still a distinct difference in their styles – it was small, but it was there.
“I want that one,” she said, pointing at an oversized Shoopy t-shirt with red and white stripes. It was cute and partially red – that made it awesome. “And the cleanest black boxers you have.”
Glancing back towards the bed and quirking an eyebrow, Jin turned back to Allie and Ivan, bringing a hand to her forehead in mock salute.
“Great idea Miss Allie, Mister Braginsky; you two find some clothes and Yong Soo and I will clean things up in here, yeah? Then we can meet later to discuss how you’re gonna keep daddy from castratin’ one of you?”
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Post by minty on Mar 20, 2012 23:42:33 GMT -5
Kiku nodded sheepishly at Jin's encouragements. She was even nice enough to hand him a pillow and then a feather duster after that.
But what could he do with those?
Kiku creeped closer to the edge of the bed and peeked out to catch a glimpse of a soap opera's rerun before crouching further back and quietly sweeping aside the army of dust bunnies that followed him.
Using the pillow as a face shield was a brilliant idea and he quietly thanked Jin in his mind for her help. He would be sure to include his uh... her (gotta get used to that) name on the hero's plaque once this war ended.
Now, with one side relatively safe, Kiku reclaimed his territory by the corner and waited for the coast to be clear before escaping the battlefield of dust he seemed to have walked into whilst discussion of someone's unfortunate de-manning went on in the world outside.
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Post by yongsoo on Mar 21, 2012 0:58:38 GMT -5
Ivan didn’t notice the sneeze. Yong Soo thanked whatever higher powers were out there listening. He saw Jin hand Kiku a pillow and a feather duster with a quirked eyebrow. He was going to have to ask Kiku what make believe story he made this time with those toys.
Seeing Jin point to his old Shoopy shirt, he tugged it out. It would be big on her tiny frame, but would cover well. “Do you think I’m gonna give you dirty underwear Jin? You’re a lady of high standards.” Clean boxers were no problem. Finding clean boxers with no holes in them would be a bit more challenging.
“Ivan, you should go take Allie to get some new clothes and leave me and Jin alone for a bit. I want a bit of time to do some more.... intimate testing.” Ivan already called Jin a hooker. Might as well go for it.
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