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 Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:12 pm
When Bing pressed the A button, something strange once again came over Alan. His eyes seemingly faded, like the lights of a powering-down electronic device, before brightening into a neon green.
Alan opened his mouth and emitted a strange, nonthreatening and definitely non-Alan voice.
"You have reached the Homo Sapien main menu, model 23X56LS1 Alan James Murrow, copyright 1958 Anno Domini, the Sombra Corporation. Please cycle through the menu choices and make a selection.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:23 pm
"Double u-Tee-eff mate?" Bing muttered, totally ripping off one of the most famous flashes on the internet. That was unexpected. He pressed right on the analog pad, seeing if there were any special features, with bloopers, the only actual option he would've actually liked.
Well, Alan didn't Spanish as he expected, he wasn't going to see any bloopers.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:44 pm
"Edit," the voice said. "Press A to select."
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:50 pm
"Awww." Bing moaned, he really was expecting some kind of blooper reel. Ah well, this "Edit" option seemed intriguing... Soon enough, he pressed A. If he knew video games, which he did, an editing option with people gave the player an oppretunity to change hair color and stuff. Like the Sims or something.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:54 pm
"Please use the analog pad to select options," the voice said before pausing. "Personality. Press A to select this option."
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:56 pm
"Coooooool...." Bing said in apparent awe. And pressed the A button.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:09 pm
"You have selected pesonality. Please use the analog pad to select options." A pause. "Agressiveness. Now set at 99 out of 100."
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:12 pm
"Super cooool." Bing said in the same stoner tone. He started to play with the D-pad, moving the personality meter all the way down. Bing hoped there was a reset to default option when this was over, then he could compare the regular guy and the modded guy. Speaking of mods, Bing wondered if he could give him super speed, that would be sweet!
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:20 pm
"Agressiveness reduced." The voice paused again, before suddenly stating, "Timeout reached. ERROR ERROR ERROR Powering down."
Alan's eyes once again faded, before he collapsed on the floor.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:27 pm
"Damn, I was hoping he'd explode or something, cooling and all that." Bing said. Ah well. The foxman went over to Alan's dorment body and slapped him in the face again. Here we go again...
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:38 pm
Alan's eyes snapped open, once again back to their normal black.
"Owwww," he said, not playfully or jokingly, but as if he were actually hurt. His now-normal eyes started to water.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:43 pm
"You alright?" Bing asked, offering his right hand and hiding the Wii remote with his left. He gave a you-didn't-remember-anything-I-did-to-you glance before grinning to himself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:51 pm
His eyes continued to water. "Why-why-why-why?" Alan gasped as tears started to stream down his face--a very strange sight on a middle aged man. "Why did you hit meeeeeeeeeee?"
Alan's crying was starting to turn into all-out bawling.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 7:03 pm
Bing's ears fidgeted before one of his eyes twitched. Then vice versa, and once more. This was just getting weird, and he knew weird, look at his ears and tail and tell him he didn't know weird.
He felt pity for the middle age man, despite the fact it was as funny as all hell to see him like this. But still. Bing stared at the remote, and looked at the power button... Must... Resist... Temptation... He would press it, just to get the robot-cyborg-politican-person-thing to shut up. He was just like a computer, restart, unsaved settings were never there.
But maybe watching Alan a bit could be fun too. Yeah.
Bing giggled.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 7:04 pm
In the corner of the room, Bress was scribbling down notes hurriedly on a small pad of paper.
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