Alora DeVeau

Thanks Cadet zh'Tisav. I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not. LOL

I'm pretty sure Wyn gets that a lot. *hides from Jamie*

Now wait just a darn minute!!!

So is that what they call it?

I'm not sure if I should be offended or not....

From one of our cadets. This made me chuckle. 😄

OOC: I realised I just kept putting quotes from this in the thread, so decided to share the entire thing. Now y'all can have context! 😄 IC Geoff: ::quietly:: Don’t judge me. The First Officer stifled a giggle, and Ozai finally, *finally* began to believe this was her real reaction. Velix had seemed to like Geoff, now DeVeau. Was it women in general? That did seem to be who Geoff tried to face-grab the most. Though his Bajoran roommate broke that mold, as did Rustyy Hael. Y’zyr: ::smiling at his spider-bro:: I’m not. I’m just saying… I guess most people aren’t spider fans. ::more quietly:: I think we gave Commander Hael a stroke. DeVeau: Well, I have two advantages that most people don’t. Ozai looked down at her curiously, gold irises focusing on the First Officers face. DeVeau: First, I’m a zoologist. I *love* animals of *all* kinds. What kind of zoologist would I be if I didn’t like spiders? Geoff: Now you can call yourself a cyberzoologist! You can study me any time. Ozai gave a painful grin, and reached out to thwack Geoff’s little spider butt with a flick of one of his cybernetic fingers, to silence the little miscreant. DeVeau: Second, like I said, I’ve met cyborg spiders. Big ones. After that, someone Geoff’s size is nothing. She motioned for Geoff to behave himself, which he seemed to be doing better at now that the initial face-grabbing was out of his system. DeVeau: Geoff’s an AI…so he’s capable of learning. Maybe you just need to learn now to grab people’s faces, my friend. She poked him playfully on one of those spindly arms, her grin returning to her features. DeVeau: And I’m sure not only the population at large would be grateful, so would Y’zyr. Geoff: ::nodding at her wisdom:: Yeah, it sure stresses dad out. *Dad.* UGH. Y’zyr: He’ll get there. I’ll keep trying to work that kink out of his programming. But I’m afraid he just gets more fervent with every alteration I make. I may still have some learning to do, when it comes to *programming* bots. DeVeau: Right. Yeah. Definitely got some learning ahead of you. Maybe he just needs his own face to grab so he can fulfill his wish. Like a mannequin or robot head… One cybernetic hand formed a fist and came down into the other open palm, as if a brilliant stroke had hit him. Y’zyr: That’s weird enough, it just might work! Geoff: I *would* appreciate a nice cozy face to recharge on. Y’zyr: That’s it. We’re replicating you a mannequin. I’ll install a wireless charging unit in it, and you can pick out the face yourself. Geoff didn’t respond verbally, save to open his little mandibles wide, and he seemed to make an excited gasping noise. His multiple little eyes seemed to glimmer a little brighter, as if they were responding to his rising delight. Geoff: You’re the *best,* dad! The Trill laughed, still a little uncertain about the spider-bots responses and calling him “dad,” but at least it was a working, testable theory. DeVeau: ? Geoff: Next you’ll tell me you’re taking me to Disney Station! It *is* the happiest orbital theme park in the Alpha Quadrant. Y’zyr: Don’t push your luck. No way am I taking a face-happy spider bot into a theme park filled with children. The very idea was hilariously disturbing. DeVeau: ? Y’zyr: ::to the 1st Officer:: If you come up with any more ideas, let me know. ::he paused, and seemed to remember he was talking to the 1st Officer:: It’s nice to have someone to bounce ideas off of. I think the engineers are starting to consider me a nuisance. Another reason to be able to do more of his own minor repairs. He couldn’t keep bothering actual engineers with his personal needs or side projects. DeVeau: ? ~*~ Ensign Ozai Y’zyr Tactical & Security Starbase 118 Ops C238211TZ0

*dies* Can Alora go? PLEASE?

Just leaving that there. No need to say more.

Someone's just a little TOO eager.

Playboy.

This is the second quote from Trovek's player without a real comment because...really...what more is there to say?

From the Narrative of Sal: This is the understatement of infinity.

I just about DIED when I read this. And if you don't get the reference, dm me. 😄

I'd be happy to oblige. 😉

Oh man, @Ashley Yael had me laughing out loud with this one. HILARIOUS. ((Science Lab - Starbase 118 Ops)) Geoff: That’s good to hear! YOU HAVE A GREAT FACE! The sense of dread filled the Trill as he felt Geoff’s small weight shift and shove off strategically, and he tried to reach up to grab him before he could complete the maneuver… And with horror, he failed. Geoff briskly leapt the small distance between them with a trilling warriors cry, and screamed in his little mechanical voice as he joyfully and energetically attached to DeVeau’s face. He completed the motion with the fervor of a dedicated zealot practicing his craft, his little arms wrapping around to her ears and clasping in her hair, his trilling cry lasting long after he’d completed the jump. Everything inside Ozai seemed to seize up in that moment as Geoff landed smack center in Commander DeVeau’s face, and she wrenched backward in the panic that would fill *anyone* with a giant attacking spider bot on their face. Her arms flailed in a failed attempt to avoid, then in an attempt to dislodge, the psychotic spider bot on her face. He set his hands to his face, covering his eyes in a moment of pure horror. He knew Geoff wouldn’t *hurt* her, but… this face grabbing business was no good. No good at all. The Trill split his cybernetic fingers to see the Commander coming to the realization she wasn’t being harmed, lifting her arms with more direct purpose, and pulling Geoff off her face. Thankfully, the spider bot released his grip without fighting. He popped free, letting go of a few strands of hair last as she extended her arms to full length, holding Geoff like she might a delicate explosive. She set both eyes on the spider bot, his having gotten her full attention. Which was probably the point of the face grabbing, aside bragging rights, Ozai figured. DeVeau: What the heck!? Ozai didn’t say anything. Instead, he covered his eyes again, almost like he could ostrich himself away from what had happened. He wanted to curl up in a corner and just die from embarrassment. Geoff hung there in her hands, his bulgy body firmly held in place. His lower four legs dangled delicately, his other four perched carefully on her wrists, naturally holding on without digging in his claws. He set his multiple pairs of eyes on her, little lights glowing as he looked at her… and she looked at him. It was a staring contest for a moment as she processed what he was, as well as she could, after having been startled. Ozai uncovered his eyes when he heard the squeal… at first he thought it was another scream, and that Geoff was doing something even worse. But he realized quickly it was *delight.* Delight?! After that?! DeVeau: Oh my gosh, what *is* this? She proceeded to try and answer that for herself but turning it around and over and upside down. And then it spoke again. Geoff: Hey, hey! I have an *up* side, ya’ know! *Rude* much? He sent a single claw tip into the air and pumped it a few times, as if to admonish her, but he didn’t sound upset. He was a robot. Robots really couldn’t get upset, unless they were programmed to. Geoff was just being Geoff… bombastic to the core. Ozai extended a hand in what might have been a polite maneuver under normal circumstances, forward slightly before him, palm up, and raising it ever so slightly as if to say “here it is.” Y’zyr: Commander DeVeau… this is Geoff… my assistive spider-bot… His tone was one of defeat, and he didn’t look up for a moment… until there was another squeal of delight. Was that right? That couldn’t be right. DeVeau: Oh my gosh, he’s ADORABLE! Geoff: ::beaming, his little eyes lighting up:: I know. I’m an adorable scamp! Y’zyr: I can take him, if you want me- He was interrupted as he tried to accept Geoff back. He was going into damage control mode, so she took him by surprise with the barrage of questions. DeVeau: Tell me more about him! Is he…are you…fully mechanic? Or do you have organic matter as well? Are you a cyborg? I have some cyborg spider friends. I bet Sheba would *love* you. Either that or eat you… Geoff squiggled a little in her hands, raising two clawed tips above his mandible level now. Geoff: I don’t know who this Sheba is, but I bet I’d *like* her. Y’zyr: He’s, umm… ::blinking in shock and trying to recover:: … He’s fully mechanical. I built him. I’m… still working on his programming. He’s quick, and can fit places I can’t… and he really likes grabbing faces… I’m so sorry about that, ma’am. … Wait… you know cyborg spiders…? Confusion was the name of the game now. He’d expected a swift dismissal from Star Fleet, and he got someone who knew *cyborg spiders*? DeVeau: ? Y’zyr: He’s gotten a few people now. I don’t know *why* he does it, exactly. None of my personality mods seem to stop him doing it. Geoff reached out both his top legs, long and scraggly as they were, reaching for Alora’s face again almost romantically. Geoff: You’re number three on my list, but number one in my heart, baby. Then he moved his mandibles and made an audible *SMOOCH* sound. And Ozai’s posture sank, his eyes falling to the floor as he willed his katra to leave his body and just let him die in peace, hands rubbing his face above his mask level. DeVeau: ? Y’zyr: ::quietly, he reached out to take Geoff, if she wanted:: You can give him to me, if you want… I swear he’s harmless. To all but his pride. Geoff: Aww, don’t be like that! You made *me* and I’m a work of art. ::he tapped a claw on DeVeau’s wrist as if to get her attention:: Have you *seen* his crochet skills? MAD. If you’re lucky, someday I’ll show you my pajamas. DeVeau: ? Geoff: For now though, we just need to find *this* guy... ::he arched one claw-tipped foot back toward Ozai::... a cute cyborg to date! So... do you know any cybabes? Who aren't spiders? ::Geoff then fake-whispered loudly to Alora:: I think he prefers two-legged, bipedal species. Death, please take him now. DeVeau: ? ~*~ Ensign Ozai Y’zyr Tactical & Security Starbase 118 Ops C238211TZ0

Putting this in the proper topic! When you have so many injuries you have to keep adding to the figure...

Yeah, right.

When you have so many injuries you have to keep adding to the figure...

Napkin math is never wrong!

From the narration of Wes Greaves: Yes.

From the narration of Arys Trovek: The Commodore is watching you. Always watching. Always.