[Thread] Reverse Pinocchio Syndrome
Characters:Brainiac 5 OU, open
Where:The Clinic
When: Backdated to the middle of the transformation plot
Summary:Brainy is working a shift in the Clinic as well as studying anchient technology and working on new compatible components.
Warnings: Technobabble
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Brainy knew how to read nearly every Terran language, as well as dozens of interstellar languages. Despite this, he still felt far more comfortable reading interlac, as he had been accustomed to since joining the human society in New Metropolis. He recalled something Lyle had written, but after breaking down and analyzing his program, he realized that there could be a more fluid way to write and receive the language. So that was his mission. Writing a program for himself and his friends. A somewhat selfish endeavor, but he felt he needed to do it. Something to quell the homesickness. Hm. That's interesting. He really hadn't dealt with that feeling since he'd gotten here, but in the short time he's been human..
No matter, there were more important things to deal with, more important things to get done. Still he couldn't seem to pay much attention to this program. Perhaps if he finished researching that psychosis formula? He heaved a disenchanted sigh, rolling his eyes at his predicament. This is what he wanted, wasn't it? Why couldn't he just be glad like Mr Fenton had told him? Why couldn't he just enjoy it? Have some fun? Instead he was locking himself away to his work inside this dirty, insufficient clinic. Why was it that all he wanted was to be himself again?
Where:The Clinic
When: Backdated to the middle of the transformation plot
Summary:Brainy is working a shift in the Clinic as well as studying anchient technology and working on new compatible components.
Warnings: Technobabble
..
Brainy knew how to read nearly every Terran language, as well as dozens of interstellar languages. Despite this, he still felt far more comfortable reading interlac, as he had been accustomed to since joining the human society in New Metropolis. He recalled something Lyle had written, but after breaking down and analyzing his program, he realized that there could be a more fluid way to write and receive the language. So that was his mission. Writing a program for himself and his friends. A somewhat selfish endeavor, but he felt he needed to do it. Something to quell the homesickness. Hm. That's interesting. He really hadn't dealt with that feeling since he'd gotten here, but in the short time he's been human..
No matter, there were more important things to deal with, more important things to get done. Still he couldn't seem to pay much attention to this program. Perhaps if he finished researching that psychosis formula? He heaved a disenchanted sigh, rolling his eyes at his predicament. This is what he wanted, wasn't it? Why couldn't he just be glad like Mr Fenton had told him? Why couldn't he just enjoy it? Have some fun? Instead he was locking himself away to his work inside this dirty, insufficient clinic. Why was it that all he wanted was to be himself again?