Monster Prom/Camp
HBShanks16 for Calculester Hewlett-Packard
A library computer who had become a sentient robot ready to experience life to its fullest. Calculester has an appreciation for life, his friends, and plants. He dislikes spam, roboracism, and things that he does not perceive as nice. He's an even bigger cinnamon roll than Scott is and that's saying something. Instead of going along with everyone's immoral antics immediately like Scott, he actually objects and tries to understand why his friends are such...monsters. He can be easily convinced with impossibly convoluted logic that jams his processors, but it usually allows his fellow classmates to carry out whatever wicked deed they have in mind.
What a lovely suggestion, Noodles! I was just beginning to worry for the bus' well-being myself! I've been monitoring the bus' speed against its level of jitteriness and the overwhelming diesel fumes that permeate the cargo hold in which we sit for a while...And I have come to the conclusion that, like me, the bus needs to be adequately fueled by an outside source to continue operating well!
You know what I'm saying, of course...the bus needs a stabler WiFi signal! I've turned on my personal hotspot, so the bus should be happy soon. But perhaps while I overextend my own signal you could turn on your hotspot too so I can latch on?
I too am happy to see you! You can tell because of the facial expression I am simulating! Dahlia and I were just reminiscing about our time spent in Rome!
The Romans were truly fascinating. But I must say that seeing the Olivetti headquarters in person was the highlight of my Italy experience. Being in the presence of one of the earliest computer manufacturing companies in the world was a dream come true! I hope I made my ancestors proud!
We had an amazing time! I was fascinated by all the churches and even more fascinated by the beautiful meaningless rituals organics performed there. However, despite my attachments to Friend Dahlia, her antics tend to get me into a lot of unfavorable situations. I can only say that either of us isn't allowed back in Italy anymore. I'd like to visit Britain, but I am partial to Japan. Their technological advances intrigue me so greatly! I also have an uncle who works at Nintendo as a copy machine!
I am sorry if I appear "morose," Friend Noodles, but I simply cannot stop thinking about that dreadful CPUlysses! I, too, wish that machines were afforded greater respect by society, but surely violence is not the answer. Violence is never the answer! Except to the question, "What is never the answer?" I just wish I could...oh no, here they come now. Quick, put a piece of paper in my mouth and pretend I'm a stapler. They won't notice.
