Sunday, September 16th, 2012

pursuedthestars: ([neu] hard)
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Realizing that you'd been a recluse the last half of a week was great motivation to making sure that never happened again. Jim was the type of guy who surrounded himself with people for both entertainment and so he wouldn't have to think too hard about his own life. Who knew what he'd find down that path when left to his own devices.

As soon as he'd woken up and gotten himself together, he'd headed out. He hadn't gone far, just down to the deck but it was a nice day, crisp and fresh, and the chairs looked comfortable. He'd dropped down in one, kicked his feet up and slid his dark sunglasses over his eyes.

After a few seconds of sitting in silence, Jim started to get bored. But, he was comfortable which made the thought of getting up and finding something else to do a little daunting. His phone was within reach, at least. Maybe he'd just send random messages to random people to see what that did.

At the very least, it'd make him laugh.

[Deck is open to everyone and anyone]
dollpocalypse: (tech: bluetooth (head tilt))
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Fortunately for the canines of the world, Topher did not still have the dog who'd been following him around on Thursday. (Even more fortunately for the canines of the world, this sudden lack of a dog was because it had disappeared with the others, not because Topher had somehow managed to accidentally kill it.) But a part of him missed ol' Broca (he was pretty sure it had been named Broca), so as of this morning, Topher now had himself a shiny new robot dog, who he had very creatively dubbed Broca II.

By evening, Topher was testing Broca II's athletic capabilities by setting up an extremely minimalistic obstacle course (basically some couch cushions and a couple of pots and pans) on the floor of the common room and watching the dog try to navigate it. So far he was doing surprisingly well.

Though there was one setback.

"Dude," Topher said, very firmly, as he came up behind the adorable mechanized puppy and redirected him away from the TV set. "You can't actually chew on wires. Quit that."

[[i have no idea. open!]]

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