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 Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 8:47 am
 This is the second volume of the personal journal of Kluster and myself, Shadric Hamilton Croly, to serve as a record of our experiences together. Please do not post here unless you are the Kybernetika Shop mule or have my permission. Kluster's Modifications/Updates:
May 8, 2007:
Growth from Pre-Adolescent to Teen.
More information to be released at a later time...
August 20, 2006:
Growth from Young Child to Pre-Adolescent
Kluster's voice has dropped half an octave or so.
The waterproofing has carried over to this body.
Kluster now has muscles that will gain strength as he uses them.
Some of his markings have changed.
His hair is longer, and a little shaggy.
June 5, 2006:
Kluster is completely water-proof
May 31, 2006:
Growth from Chip to Young Child
General Annoucements:June 4, 2006: From 6-26-2006 to 7-17-2006, I will be mostly unavailable due to a foreign study program in Japan. Doc Albert will be Role Playing as Kluster in my absence. September of 2006: Status of Main Account: [The Doctor] was transfered to this account: Shad Croly. Kluster and Shad Croly's Journal Vol. 1 ~Abouts~
Name: Shad Croly
Age: 26
Personality: In a word, human. He is easy going, quick to forgive and likes to hear other people talk. Shad is a bit shy and clumsy at times, but such times are not very frequent. He loves technology, computers and all related subjects, which is one of the reasons why he entered the Kybernetika Contest.
Biography: Shad has been a techno-geek since Middle School and, apparently, his father resents him for it. He has no known brothers or sisters. Shad's graduation from college earned him a job at ENCOM, one of Gaia's largest software producing companies where he programed and designed prototype AIs.
Updates: Shad finally quit his job at ENCOM to get away from the thick headed employees he'd had to deal with other the years. He works in the private sector now, though is still frequently commissioned by ENCOM to fix things.
Name: Kluster
Stage: Teen
Personality: Kluster has taken after Shad quite a bit since living with the computer geek. He has become somewhat knowledgeable about computers and programing, and has grown a bit competitive when it comes to games. He enjoys reading, listening to a wide varriety of music, doodling every now and then, and playing around with computers almost equal to Shad.
Biography: Developed by Doctor Albert as a prototype Kybernetik. His chip was won in a contest by Shad Croly, who was an employee at ENCOM, Gaia's greatest software company, at the time.
Updates: Since Shad no longer works for ENCOM, Kluster's life has become more domestic, and spends more time playing games or doodling with his art tablet.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 8:56 am
Date: November 10, 2006
Note to self, computers are very fragile.
It seems that my personal computer suffered from a total meltdown at the hands of a few unfortunate accidents and my journal was lost in the process. Stupid me I forgot to make a back-up of it.
In any case, I am working with a back-up computer that was, oddly enough, laying around the apartment. Kluster helped me set it up and so all of out data and such is being restored onto this one.
He's been really helpful lately and it's kinda odd. I mean, I know he's a machine and all and probably has a real internal clock, but he's been waking up at around seven in the morning all the time and seems to go though the days like a zombie. I am unsure if I should take him to a psychiatrist or take him to work for a software diagnosis and that's a serious debate in my head.
He won't really talk to me about it, other then me knowing that he is having a hard time sleeping. Ni-quil or whatever it's called don't work on Kybernetics, I don't think, so I'm a bit at a loss for anything to do to help.
Whatever is going on, I hope it gets resolved quickly.
-Shad Croly
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 9:12 am
Date: November 10, 2006
Dad just left for work a while ago leaving me around the house to continue working on the "new" PC. I kinda wonder if it's some sort of computer programmer's punishment or something, working with an old PC. The explosion of the last one wasn't totally my fault.
There I was, midning my own business, when suddenly, it called to me. There it was! The AMD Athlon CPU that wasn't being overclocked! This was a crime! I felt I had to right this injustice. Didn't get half-way finished when the whole thing exploded. Dad came home a few minutes later to the chared remains ofhis computer. He said he was just glad I was okay, but I'm sure somewhere in his heart he was mourning his computer.
In any case, we found this old piece of junk and using it right now until we can get parts for a new PC. His original box was not l33t. I will make it l33t. Anyway, I guess I should stop randomly typing and get back to work setting everything up. I'll probably type something up again later if I feel bored.
-Kluster
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 1:27 am
Date: November 19, 2006
For a while now, had has been futzing with an ingrown toenail. Always clipping at it and cleaning it and doing whatever when he should be doing his job at ENCOM. Recently, it got just a little bit infected, and since my internal processors brought up the "nautious" emotion when I tried to learn about infections and such on the internet, I had to take him to Urgent Care.
He didn't like that at all. Dad's got a dibilitating fear of needles and practically loses his mind when he sees one and that's not if he's getting stabbed by it. Well, the doctor said that the condition of his foot was worse off then we had guessed and the toenail would have to come out or risk being infected even more.
Dad flipped when the doctor started preparing an operating room and pretty much screemed the entire time his foot was being numbed for the procedure. Once the needles were out, and bent too boot, Dad called down a bit and the doctor was able to work. I swear, the fragment of toenail that the doctor cut off was the size of a processor chip. Dad nearly passed out when he saw it.
In any case, Dad is now on sick leave/paid vacation and is sleeping right now. The medication the doctor gave him must have been powerful to knock him out that quickly. Although, Dad always did have a high resistance to drugs. I'm guessing it will be about an hour before we wakes up from the pain and screaming for asprin. I may just withhold my own sleep cycle until then. After working so hard and going through the ordeal at the doctor's office, he deserves some time off from doing anything.
In any case, I must be going. I just heard dad moaning that he hurts so I'm guessing the medicine wore off...30 minutes earlier then expected. A new record. Sad, but...ah well. Got to go. Hopefully Dad will feel better once his toenail starts growing in again.
-Kluster
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 9:50 pm
Date: November 25, 2006
I believe priority to get a hold of Doc is becoming more and more important. Dad has been recovering from his toe injury at an accellerated rate, much faster then most humans who had had this procedure take to recover. I'm not sure why, though I'm not going to complain that my dad's a quick heal.
What I will complain about is the side effect of the medication he is taken. Vicodin and even medicinal marijuana have nothing on whatever the doctor gave him. He spent all night last night eating a bucket of ice cream and crying while watching Titanic.
Usually he's pretty stone cold about sad situations in movies, but at the end when that Jack guy died, he fell apart, just like his co-worker Henry did when his boss, who he was dating, broke up with him and fired him in the same day...Okay, maybe not as bad as Henry, but it was still pretty awful.
When tomorrow rolls around, I'm going to see if I can drag the sobing pile of what might still be my dad to the doc's office. If not, I might just tie him to the couch and put on Star Wars or something that won't make him break into a fit of tears again.
Gotta go, dad found his old stash of Disney movies.
-Kluster
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 6:04 pm
Date: November 30, 2006
I had that dream again. Well, it isn't really a dream, more my sub-processors playing back data during rest cycles. But that's beside the point.
I had a dream where I was standing in a hallway with a ton of doors down both sides and they seem to go on forever. They doors are all in various states of repare and disrepare, and when I go close to them, I can hear people on the other side and it sounds like they are crying. I don't get it and I almost feel like I don't want to get it.
Gah, perhaps all this work at ENCOM is getting to me. It has been cutting into my sleep cycles. Thankfully, I don't have anything scheduled for this weekend so I can get some more sleep. I also don't have to worry about dad being nosy and prying into whatever kind of dreams I'm having; he's been much to intoxicated by the medicine the doctor gave him to have an attention span much larger then that of an eraser.
It's sad and sadly true.
-Kluster.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 12:29 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 12:43 am
Date: December 9, 2006
It seems like just yesterday that I was put under for surgery. However, that event wouldn't be very logical since my clock says it was about two months ago. It seems Kluster has been taking care of me the entire time I was under the influence of whatever kind of drug the doctors had me on. Apparently, it was Sophie that gave Kluster the replacement medication.
He also said something about her and a nail gun and, for sake of my sanity, I don't think I want to press the matter anymore. The important thing is that I am conscious and sane, though confused as to the bill from the local video rental about an overdue copy of Titanic: Director's Cut. I tried asking Kluster about it, but he seemed to act the same way he did when he mentioned the nail gun. All shaky and nervous looking, like he had too much coffee.
I'm sure whatever happened isn't an issue anymore, so things can go back to normal...well, as normal as being involved in the dealings of personal A.I.s that put shame to the kind ENCOM is working on and the indecipherable imagination of a local senior citizen. Just in time too, I might add. It seems the good doctor is putting together a Christmas Party. With any luck, Kluster and I might be able to get involved more then what happened this passing Halloween.
It seems like now would be a good time to take another pill and call it a night. Kluster found some old CDs I brought back from my Japan trip and is currently blasting Rise from Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex at, what sounds like, maximum volume. I won't bother him, though. He put up with whatever I did this last two months and I'll let him have some fun.
-Shad Croly
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 9:35 pm
Date: December 20, 2006Well, it seems like Christmas is just around the corner and, look it at my calender, it is. Only a handful of days until the 25th, and that means a lot more work around the office as well as the weird attention of my parents and such. Last Christmas my mother came over and completely redecorated my apartment. She even rearranged the kitchen. What kind of person rearranges the silverware drawer?
Though, I guess I shouldn't complain about my mom. Last Christmas my dad tried enlist me in the military as a present. Praise be to whoever up there likes me that the recruitment office didn't believe my obviously forged signature. That, and I think my dad also has a history with that particular recruitment office for punching a drill sergeant in the face.
And now that I think about it, it would make sense why my mom always has a bottle of schnapps nearby.
In any case, Kluster and I haven't done much in terms of Christmas decorations and such. He sorta lost interest in it after watching The Twelve Pains of Christmas. I don't blame him.
-Shad Croly
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 9:03 pm
Date: January 14, 2006
In all of my years working, for the past few weeks, I haven't. I was turning serious about trying to get myself fired from ENCOM. It had been about seven years of working for them and not one of my tricks seemed to work as I was hoping. Up until recently, Kluster gave me and idea for something.
Well, it wasn't really him giving me the idea. He just said something that caused me to get the idea. He was reading the newspaper about someone in Aekea that was sent to jail for illegal distribution of robots or something like that. Anyway, I got the idea to stop doing pranks and sabotage, and do something actually illegal.
So I embezzled about 3 million dollars from ENCOM. The insane part was that, either, no one noticed, or no once cared.
About then, I just decided to quit my job. A wonder I hadn't thought that route before. I think it had something to do with one of my teachers once telling me: "If you are going to go down, go out with a bang" or something like that. I can't quite remember. I just hope I'm not making a bad influence on Kluster. I really don't want him growing up to do something like the last stunt I pulled.
Or may be I'm just worried too much. We have both been a bit busy with our respective lives as of late, Kluster doing this and that around the house and other such things.
We really need a vacation. Once I find a new job, I'll probably plan one...or something. -Shad Croly
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:22 pm
Date: February 19, 2007
As if life wasn't being awful enough as it was, fate decided to intervene and make me even more crazy.
A few days ago, I had that crazy dream again. The one where I could hear people on the other side of a hallway of doors. Well, every time I have that dream, things seem to come out clearer then before.
As first, it was just heaving what was actually going on on the other side of the doors. Some where crying, some were laughing, and I remember one person talking with someone else.
As they continued, I began to see the doors clearer as well. While some were neat and tidy, some being one color and others being another, and there was even one that looked heavily damaged or heavily bolted shut. A later version of the dream showed me that the door looked like it was damaged, almost beyond repair.
The dreams have since stopped their twice a week schedule, and life presented me with another problem. Dad has been acting funny lately.
Every time he's not doing something, or trying to get into doing something, I always catch him staring off into space or looking out a window with a vacant look in his eyes. He's also been muttering in his sleep and no matter how many times I replay the sounds in my mind, they don't seem at all understandable; just a collection of random sounds.
Not really unnerving, but not really bothersome either.
Aside from that, life has been okay. I guess I should be preparing in case something really screwy happens. -Kluster
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 4:48 pm
Date: March 1, 2007
I think I finally found a way to get dad out of the house for a bit. He's been so solemn and melancholy lately, it's annoying.
Anyway, his birthday is this month, so I have been dragging him around places to try and see what he might want. He showed some interest in a computer artpad, which might not be a very bad idea.
In his weirded out state of mind, he has been drawing an awful lot. He burned through a whole box of pencils in one afternoon and that was only the lineart. If he showed some interest in it, perhaps he could get a second job as a graphic artists...or maybe just an artists in general. Something to get his mind off of whatever stupid thing that's been keeping him down lately.
In any case, I found coupons for a free cup of coffee at the local coffee house. Apparently, you get one free one for each ten you buy. The number of coupons I found filled about seven mid-sized moving boxes. Seven years with one cup per day, ten cups per coupon and about a thousand coupons per box...
I am no expert on human physiology, but that much coffee for one person, even after seven years, can't be healthy. I think I'll let him redeem as many as he wants, because once he finished his coffee, I'm burning the rest of the coupons and buying tea. At least that stuff won't kill you if you drink a lot of it.
-Kluster
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 7:38 pm
It happens suddenly, overnight, without any warning. As it were, it would seem Kluster's body is a larger percentage nanotech than previously thought, and it deemed the time right for him to grow a bit. So, when he wakes up in the morning, he finds that he is suddenly somewhere around six feet tall and that none of his clothes fit. Luckily, a "birthday present" has been left for him.
The only odd thing about the whole situation is that all the electronic items around him seem to sing their innermost thoughts and desires now, whether he wants them to or not.
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