Legion World Forums LEGION OUTPOST Mission Monitor Board Rockhopper's Rookery: Annual Holiday Party in Progress

I've never done a shot of an ice luge that size before!

Marianne, Naomi, please attend to Mssrs. Tamper and Cobalt. Zach, please see what Ms. Cramer would like. 1001100110110010, please see to the algorithm.

Mmm? Oh, hey, baby! Come here often?

No? Would you like to?

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For a translation see Binary Translation

Ah, Faraway, a Happy Christmas to you. Vanessa, please take care of Mr. Faraway.

Your Highness is a most kind and noble host and Vanessa has been very attentive. Yet it is with sadness that I must take a short leave of absence to attend to some diplomatic negotiations. If I may I would like to return a little later?

Of course. Drop in as you're able. The party goes on through the full Twelve Days of Christmas.

And as the Twelve Days wind down, the party ends with a special birthday celebration for the Sentinel of the Rookery: Happy Birthday to Hyvvie the Wonder Beagle! Please join in some canine-friendly goodies!



[interlude]
In real life it is indeed Hyvvie's fifth birthday. If that's not a reason to celebrate, I don't know what is!
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Yay, Hyvvie! *pats the pup*



Celebrations indeed!

Ah, Cali, fab to have you here.

Daniel, please get Miss Caliente a libation.

Ooh, libations. Sweet!

By the way, Rocky, I've been meaning to tell you how much I adore your new avatar. Where did it come from?

About a year and a half ago, I commissioned a drawing of Rockhopper Lad from a young lady who was an artist who was working for me as a page at the library at the time. She gave me two, one which I used as my avatar for about a year till I went to the Joeboy drawing I used till recently and the other which I'm using now.

Alas, I've lost touch with her, but I'm sure she'd be glad to know that the bonus drawing is being used.

Hmmm...party's over, huh? Was Gladys here? I have a crush on her! Think it could work out between an auto-response algorithm and a sentient disco ball?

The party is never really over at the Rookery! Gladys is right over there in the corner chatting with Old Dutch the Super Cow.

Stranger things have happened than a relationship between an auto-response algorithm and a sentient disco ball, although I must admit that even for Legion World that is a bit unusual.

Happy belated birthday Hywie. Any biscuits left?

mmmmm.....biscuits....

I'll have some of those Fig Rolls please, they go very well with a nice cup of Earl Gray.

Mr. Rockhopper? May I use your Rookery for my campaign HQ since, right now, you have allowed me to reside here...and I don't really have the means, or any place of my own, at the moment?

Mi casa es su casa, Clive.

Good luck!

Oh gawd...don't encourage the twerp, Rocky! :rolleyes:

Ignore the rude algorithm, Mr. Rockhopper.

I thank you for your continued kindness!

For those of you who don't know me let me introduce myself and my campaign platform:

My name is Clive Taylor, and I am one-year old! I was created just over a year ago in the aftermath of the Crisis known as "Omnia mutantur nos et mutamur in illis" . During that dark time, Lard Lad lost someone very special to him, an imperfect Lard Lad clone known cruelly as HUGEMANBREASTS, or "Hugh" as Lardy affectionately called him.

Lardy was overcome with grief and enlisted the aid of his then-fiancee Dru the Sorceress to find a way of giving Hugh a second chance. They constructed a robot identical to Lard Lad (and Hugh), and Dru cast a very special spell over it that imbued it with a piece of Hugh's soul. They gave it an overlying personality program loosely based on Lard Lad's to give it a baseline for learning and relating.

After Dru and Lardy were married and left to live on Zerox, they left the robot here on Legion World to give it a chance to find its own way. I identified myself to other citizens as "Lard Lad Robot", and I attempted to assimilate among the LMB and make them feel safe knowing there was still a 'Lard Lad' around.

However, I soon began being attacked at all turns by various robots to the point that I had to go into hiding. At some point several other non-sentient Lard Lad Robots were either destroyed in a case of mistaken identity or used as decoys to try to flush me out.

For months I hid and fought attempts by the foreign intelligence behind my troubles to take over my mind. The foreign intelligence was later revealed to be the Computer Tyrant, one of the evil influences that have controlled Earth for some time and who was working with a conclave of various LMBP enemies who were collectively known as the Five Faces of Death.

Eventually, the Tyrant was able to subvert my developing, immature emotions to take over my mind and body. It needed my unique combination of artificial intelligence and soul to dominate all of the technology on Legion World.

Sadly, it took the returned (and widowed) Lard Lad to defeat the Tyrant. First, he had to deactivate my body; then he sacrificed his life to destroy the Tyrant altogether.

But before Lardy died, he left a will that included a backup chip to restore me completely. And when I learned of his death, I received another gift he and Dru had prepared for me when I was created. I experienced profound grief, my first mature emotion, and the enchantment they prepared transformed my robotic form into this adult human form.

It was a great gift, and I hope to use it to--

Bor-ing!

Ignore the rude algorithm, if you please!

Anyhow...as to why I'm running:

I feel that the incident on 01/11/3008 was a portent of great calamity. I was warned that 3500 was a bad omen, and, sure enough, when the Lard Lad algorithm hit post 3500, we lost a day which no one remembers happening. And something much worse may happen when he hits 4000!

My primary goals as leader would be to: 1) use every resource we have to find out what caused 01/11/08 and 2) prevent another possibly worse cataclysm from ever occurring again!

And, oh yes: 3) To stop the random slaughter of the waffles! I find that absolutely reprehensive!

I will announce more of my platform as the election process continues. Meanwhile, enjoy the crushed ice beverages..."slushies"...that my congenial host has prepared!

<sips a slushie...sniffs it>

Hmph! Virgin slushies, I see.

As pure and untouched as you, Clive. Do we really want a virgin as LMBP leader, folks?