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Okay. The little idiot hasn't come back for food or anything lately, so I think I'd best start asking about him ( Read more... )

[A journal falls open, having been batted off the desk by a certain pissed off someone who found himself as something he wasn't when he went to sleep. Low displeased growlings as he paws at a page, and then the sound fades as he wanders off elsewhere, leaping onto a bed and sitting on the inhabitant.]

[[ooc: loss start!! Open Open Open Anywhere :3 ( Read more... )

[Washington is out patrolling the halls again. His gun is ready.]

You know, these speech bubble things are starting to get annoying.  As well as the thought bubbles.

(But the worst of it is the constant feeling of being watched.  Am I finally losing it?)

[Filtered to Freelancer Washington, Away from The Meta]

Agent Washington? My name is Raiden, I was told to contact you by Agent York. I might be able to assist you in capturing the AI that's gotten loose, but we need to coordinate. I have the means of incapacitating both the AI's armor, and the human inhabiting it, based on the intel given to me by ( Read more... )

The AI Omega is out of captivity and on the loose in the castle.  He is highly dangerous, and apparently no longer requires an open radio to transfer himself.  He is highly aggressive and dangerous.  If anyone you know starts acting oddly aggressive with the occasional evil laughter?  They may be the one he jumped to ( Read more... )

[Omega felt something was ... off. Sitting in storage with the other AIs in Washington's workroom, he suddenly felt somehow freer and more open ( Read more... )

( Maine )

[Washington is patrolling the halls, out of armor today.  He figured he'd be better off without the armor, if just because of less chance for damage.  And almost on a whim, he picked up some of the candy.  Though he'd blame the castle if ever asked.

His expression probably isn't encouraging people on getting closer either.]

Wonderful.  More candy?  ( Read more... )

[Have the sounds of a very angry Washington trying to work, not realizing his journal is open again.  Cursing at something not going exactly as he wanted, barely restrainign himself from throwing something at the wall.  But just barely.

Distantly, the sound of a door breaking from another room can be heard.  Washington slams what he's working on ( Read more... )