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Androids and robots and machines, oh my!
I woke this morning holding onto a half formed wisp of dream where Mikey had been shirtless. I don't know why or even in what context, for all I know he could have been a carrot.
I was ridiculously amused by comments on my last post, from frond fondling to moat fixing to the most insane android verse. Which I'm going to tell you about now, as there are roles to be filled!
The story so far. Android!Mikey and Android!Ryan are having a hot and heavy android relationship when Mikey is taken away to be replaced by a new model. Android!Ryan is having none of this and throws off his programming and goes to the rescue. He takes with him Gerard the genius robot inventor and Spencer the ATM ( Spencer the ATM is sleek and has beady eyes that gleam when you feed in your card )
Android!Mikey is saved! YAY! But he's lost a leg and had his memories erased. Boo!
But it's all good because Android!Ryan and genius robot inventor Gerard add their memories together and give them to Android!Mikey, but remove all the bad stuff. Android!Mikey is happy and gleeful! He skips in the sunshine and twirls, except the lack of bad memories mean he doesn't remember any life skills and he does something disastrous that leads to him nearly deactivating himself! Things were suggested for this. That he stuck a fork in Brendon the toaster -- and yes, I have been informed this is a euphemism -- which led to Android!Ryan being very jealous and a long metaphor filled discussion about how fork sticking is bad, and to remember what happened when Android!Mikey took Patrick the spaceheater into the shower. This led to many pissed off emails from Smartphone!Pete who has views on the proper care of Spaceheater!Patrick.
At this point Android!Ryan is organising a party to show poor depressed, confused Android!Mikey that life is good. Coming to this party is espresso-maker!Jon, Spell-checker!Android!William, ATM!Spencer, Smartphone!Pete, Genius robot maker!Gerard, Spaceheater!Patrick, Toaster!Brendon, Karaoke-machine!Gabe ( who keeps changing lyrics to rude comments/politico-philosophical rants depending on his mood ) and sextoy!Ray ( now Turlough didn't technically say Ray was a sex toy but the implication was there )
But we still have important roles to be cast. Is Frank a tin dog? Is Andy a Duracell Bunny? Is Ryland a clothes prop? What happens to poor depressed, confused Android!Mikey? And more important, has his leg been reattached? These questions must be addressed.
Help me out here, people. I need to go to my niece's birthday tea soon and all I'll be thinking of is casting bandom people as machines. ♥ to everyone who's been keeping me amused by this already.
In other more sensible news, I'm thrilled with how many people have joined up for the happyfic Pete/Mikey challenge, and have finally actually joined up myself.
ETA: Blistering hot Mikey/William knifeplay fic. It is as hot as a thousand fiery suns! lay my tongue upon your scars
ETA: Bad me, I forgot Frank had been cast as an easy bake oven and Bob a ninja bot.
I was ridiculously amused by comments on my last post, from frond fondling to moat fixing to the most insane android verse. Which I'm going to tell you about now, as there are roles to be filled!
The story so far. Android!Mikey and Android!Ryan are having a hot and heavy android relationship when Mikey is taken away to be replaced by a new model. Android!Ryan is having none of this and throws off his programming and goes to the rescue. He takes with him Gerard the genius robot inventor and Spencer the ATM ( Spencer the ATM is sleek and has beady eyes that gleam when you feed in your card )
Android!Mikey is saved! YAY! But he's lost a leg and had his memories erased. Boo!
But it's all good because Android!Ryan and genius robot inventor Gerard add their memories together and give them to Android!Mikey, but remove all the bad stuff. Android!Mikey is happy and gleeful! He skips in the sunshine and twirls, except the lack of bad memories mean he doesn't remember any life skills and he does something disastrous that leads to him nearly deactivating himself! Things were suggested for this. That he stuck a fork in Brendon the toaster -- and yes, I have been informed this is a euphemism -- which led to Android!Ryan being very jealous and a long metaphor filled discussion about how fork sticking is bad, and to remember what happened when Android!Mikey took Patrick the spaceheater into the shower. This led to many pissed off emails from Smartphone!Pete who has views on the proper care of Spaceheater!Patrick.
At this point Android!Ryan is organising a party to show poor depressed, confused Android!Mikey that life is good. Coming to this party is espresso-maker!Jon, Spell-checker!Android!William, ATM!Spencer, Smartphone!Pete, Genius robot maker!Gerard, Spaceheater!Patrick, Toaster!Brendon, Karaoke-machine!Gabe ( who keeps changing lyrics to rude comments/politico-philosophical rants depending on his mood ) and sextoy!Ray ( now Turlough didn't technically say Ray was a sex toy but the implication was there )
But we still have important roles to be cast. Is Frank a tin dog? Is Andy a Duracell Bunny? Is Ryland a clothes prop? What happens to poor depressed, confused Android!Mikey? And more important, has his leg been reattached? These questions must be addressed.
Help me out here, people. I need to go to my niece's birthday tea soon and all I'll be thinking of is casting bandom people as machines. ♥ to everyone who's been keeping me amused by this already.
In other more sensible news, I'm thrilled with how many people have joined up for the happyfic Pete/Mikey challenge, and have finally actually joined up myself.
ETA: Blistering hot Mikey/William knifeplay fic. It is as hot as a thousand fiery suns! lay my tongue upon your scars
ETA: Bad me, I forgot Frank had been cast as an easy bake oven and Bob a ninja bot.
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I am tempted to say Andy is a blender. He's been slowly seducing Brendon the toaster, showing off tricks with his cord and everything, and then Mikey came along with his fork. :( But it gives Blender!Andy an excuse to ~comfort poor Brendon. I can't decide if it's meant to be or a tragic starcrossed love due to the electrical elements / melts when too hot and also contains liquids issue.
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Dude. I am in awe of your Blender!Andy story. It is a tragic story for the ages!
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...Has Bert McCracken entered this universe yet?
It is a tragic story for the ages!
But the sex is scorching. No, really, Android!Mikey had to repaint that whole wall. Which served him right.
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But the sex is scorching. No, really, Android!Mikey had to repaint that whole wall. Which served him right.
Ahahahahaha. It does serve Android!Mikey right!
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Maybe Ray could be the lava lamp? Sturdy and solid and the wax would move like his dandelion puff hair.
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(And totally kept me entertained all of yesterday, which I needed).
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I have to think of my reputation you know *g*
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Didn't we decide that Frank was an easy bake oven? And Bob a ninja bot?
I can't understand why you're suprised that so many people signed up, you Pete/Mikey people are EVERYWHERE ;-P
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But how did I forget about Frank and Bob? My mind is going I'm sure.
I haven't ran anything in bandom, I was worried it would crash and burn.
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I have concerns! How is ATM!Spencer going to go to a party? How is he going to go ANYWHERE?? :(( Are there maybe android!ATMs in the future? And if so, where do you insert your card? ;)
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Much like this, I would imagine:
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Like this.
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Poor ATM!Spencer, but he will move somehow.
Also, I blame you for this!
Mikey liked cleaning the windows the best.
He would stand at a hatch, a rag in his hand and a bottle of polish hooked onto his belt. He’d clean with precise movements and his hips would sway in time with each swipe of his hand. The air would smell of artificial sunshine and Mikey’s hair would be haloed with gold.
Watching him made Ryan feel gold. Which was stupid, because Ryan had no emotions. Everyone knew that. Androids were machines, they didn’t hurt or feel or smile. They didn’t have hearts that fluttered at a shy smile.
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At night they were stored in a cupboard, next to mops and brushes and an old E7 painting unit that would hiss and cackle from up on a high shelf.
Mikey would rest his head against Ryan’s shoulder and talk about looking outside.
He described hover units and pink-leaved trees and people who laughed and talked and ran. Painting pictures with hesitant words as Ryan shook the dust from his clothes and hacked the grease from his throat.
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Ryan was a kitchen Android. He cleaned floors and stood in a corner while the appliance units cooked and chatted.
He was listening to Brendon complain about crumbs the day they took Mikey.
The door hatch hissed and something thumped against a wall. Ryan had turned and seen Mikey standing between two service bots. One had a electro key against his neck and Mikey’s eyes were wide, his mouth opening as he stared at Ryan.
The bot activated the key and Mikey’s rag fell to the floor.
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That night Ryan went to the cupboard alone.
Androids don’t hurt. They don’t cry.
They can’t.
The next morning Ryan had rust under both of his eyes.
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Also, I have sadly no time to read this right now, but I have seen the last sentence and I know it's going to break my heart when I do so YOU BETTER FIX IT before I come back from dinner! ;)
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Before Ryan had lived with his brothers. He’d woken hanging in a harness and looked around, taking in the worker bots with their whirring hands and tiny pincers. He’d remained still as his skin was resealed and his hair attached to his skull.
He’d been dressed in new clothes and led to a room where he stood with the others. All brand new, the same eyes, the same mouth, the same awkward bodies as they marched in a line.
Ryan had been given a box and settled inside. When he woke again he was looking at Mikey.
They haven’t been apart since.
Until now.
Ryan needs to run a self-diagnosis, because he knows that something inside has become broken.
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Ryan hates Android 872.
It doesn’t sway it’s hips when it wipes at the windows. It doesn’t smile when it looks over at Ryan.
It doesn’t laugh or wiggle it’s fingers or hook the polish into its belt.
Even looking at it makes Ryan feel sad. It’s why he stays in the kitchen, mopping the floor as Brendon sends toast flying in the air and sings happy songs. As Jon makes countless cups of coffee and blows rings of steam into the air.
None of it helps and Ryan is seizing up inside. He feels rusty, empty, and when Android 872 finishes the windows Ryan runs forward and places his hands on the glass. He looks down at pink-leaved trees and people who run and talk and laugh.
His none-existent heart breaking, Ryan pulls back his hands and smashes the glass.
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The first time William got hard around Gabe, he didn't even realize it.
He was emerging from a drug-induced nap, feeling fuzzy and warm all over, and opened his eyes to Gabe leaning over him. He had his MediPad in one hand, a stylus in the other, his other limbs feeling William's temp and prodding along his leg and checking his vitals. One was scratching Gabe's nose.
William had shifted a little, trying to clear his head, and Gabe's face had gone from serious to friendly in a split second. “Hello, there,” he'd said – or at least that's what William had heard. He was pretty confident the translation chips were linguistically accurate (he'd helped design the programs, after all) but sometimes he wished he could turn his off and actually hear Gabe speak, in his own language, with his own voice.
Gabe had winked, then, and grinned like he had a particularly obscene joke today. He didn't share, though. He tapped into the Pad for a few seconds, readjusting William's suit and closing the pod cover at the same time, and then he'd turned to leave. “
Don't worry about it, dude,” he'd called just before he opened the door. “I would have been offended.”
William didn't even understand what Gabe meant until he'd looked down his body and seen the unmistakable bulge.
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And what a fantastic beginning it is! I love the casual mention of Gabe's tentacles and that of course William got hard around him.
And William wanting to hear Gabe's real voice. My heart.
Now I'm going to imagine this scene again, because it's just delicious.
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You know what to do if you want to see more! *g*
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We need someone to be one of these!
(There have been multiple thefts here where, instead of trying to break into the ATM, they got a JCB and just took the ATM with them.)
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♥
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and I'm still laughing over toaster Brendon(It doesn't exactly make sense but I keep being reminded of my zombie toaster fic. the whole toaster attacking scene was because I was thinking about all the brave little toaster comments back then and went'!!! ok a toaster becomes a zombie:)')
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I'm running out of band people here. Oh, I know. Nate can be the washer. He's short and nicely rounded and the door reminds me of his lip ring. Also, it means things can be put inside him :D
Zombie toasters. Things are getting real now!
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as opposed to not being real before?:)
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this game is awesome.
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