baby's first open log with some closed prompts

[reexamined]

WHO: K-2SO and OPEN
WHERE: ALL OVER
WHEN: THIS ENTIRE MONTH
WHAT: K-2 does some robot things, some non-robot things, some good things, some bad things.
WARNINGS: Well, there's a MoM-equivalent playboy magazine in one of the prompts, so vague mentions of nudity. Will update if it gets ............worse.

[Open prompts will be listed in the body here, closed prompts listed as individual comments below!]


1. THE MALL - OPEN

[Ah yes, the mall! It's getting closer to "that shopping season" (although thankfully, none of that music has started up yet) so it's decently populated in said shopping center.

Outside one particular toy store is a large, all black droid, with a hand placed on the glass to the window display. He hasn't moved, and in fact, his other hand seems to be curled into a fist. What is upsetting him??

The entire window display is filled with Furbies.

And he hates them.]



2. THE CLOTHES STORE - OPEN TO ANYONE WHO HAS EXISTING CR WITH K2

I need to stop letting myself get talked into these things. I don't even wear clothes. You just want me here to hold your things, don't you?

[Because somehow the idea of having a droid companion for this shopping trip must have been sprung as a good idea to someone, and that someone certainly wasn't Kay himself.]

I won't do it. Just because I can carry approximately one hundred and eighty-one point four kilograms doesn't mean I'll carry around your shopping. Even if it's light.

[Maybe he just came to complain at someone... Or he really does want to hang out and doesn't know how to express it.]



3. THE CONVENIENCE STORE - OPEN

[It's 11PM.

You're just here to grab milk, or maybe an energy drink, some snacks. Whatever.

There is a seven foot robot in a convenience store. Flipping through magazines. It seems he has a whole stack of them. Maybe as you pass, you catch a glimpse.

It's a 'lifestyle and entertainment magazine.' You know the kind. The one with nudes in the centerfolds. One might think, "maybe he's reading it for the articles," as you've heard of before. It seems, no. He's not. He's going straight for the pictures. Not even pretending this isn't what he's looking for, although there's obviously no change in expression whatsoever.

Maybe you hasten your pace as you try to get past him.

Too bad.

He turns around, now holding up a magazine with a large picture of someone at least only half-naked, and in a little more tasteful pose.]

Is this "sexually attractive" to you? I'm gathering data.



[OOC: And if you have any prompt ideas or what to thread something, PM me and we can work something out!]

Comments

CLOSED PROMPTS

[reexamined]

for Skeets

[reexamined]

[K-2SO runs simulations. He does it nearly all day, every day, for ever occasion. Planning the day? He runs a simulation with assessing what his existing schedule is, and what level of interference he'll have with traffic, the weather, and all the variables he can somewhat predict. An interaction with a human? He runs a simulation for the desired outcome, and then tries to achieve it. "Tries" being the keyword. He can predict within a certain margin of error. Sometimes the margin is larger than other times.

Sometimes Kaytu runs simulations about events that can never occur, knowing they are impossible. Humans call this "daydreaming." Sometimes those simulations involve things like touching something, and knowing what the sensation feels like, rather than simply gaining a feedback of temperature readings, and the varying levels of smooth versus rough. (Metal can feel smooth. Fabric can feel rough.)

He's daydreamed over similar things for years. He's told no one.

Since arriving on Earth, and gaining the ability to 'transform' into a human, daydreams about these sort of things have been happening more frequently, due to the fact that these simulations could become reality. He's thought about it, and dismissed the thought. Humans are messy. Complicated.

Kay runs more simulations, this time including the possibility of being human. Outcomes that were previously listed in the range of 15-45% feasible, now become 45-75% probable. The change in odds is astounding.

It's only normal, as a droid programmed for strategic analysis, to want to increase one's odds for the desired result. This is normal.

This is why he's in Skeet's classroom, during a day when he has no classes scheduled, with a pair of pants and shirt he stole borrowed from Cassian's closet. He'll have them back before he notices. It'll be fine. ]

Hello, Skeets.

[He feels unusual, and thus, uncertain. This could be a huge mistake.]

For Cassian / Bodhi / Poe

[reexamined]

[He had, admittedly, only run this by Bodhi. He didn't ask the others. Cassian, he knew would have no problem with it. They've done this before. Luckily, they're the two he's going to first.

Jyn and Poe... might have arguments. He knows can find a reasonable enough argument that Poe might agree. Jyn is sixty-seven percent likely to get offended, defensive, and refuse entirely, while at least thirty-three percent likely to get offended, defensive, and still be able to be reasoned with so... Not great odds. But ones he'll work with nonetheless. She'll be later, at least.

For now...

He holds out a fairly small, nondescript looking accessory- maybe it's a necklace, a piece of fabric, a pin- and offers it out to the human in front of him, expectantly.]

It's a tracker. I can follow it's signal directly, and I think it's more reliable than the communicators. I also think it's more subtle, and less likely to be spotted as a tracker, so we won't need to be worried about it being destroyed. Please wear it with something that won't leave your side.

For Dooku

[reexamined]

[Kaytu had spoken to Count Dooku about meeting him privately some time ago. Maurtia Falls, at night, with nearby bodyguards (on Dooku's behalf.) Given how much attention the man garnered, it's entirely understandable. He's confident Dooku won't use this moment of trust to attack him, simply because it'd be incredibly ill-thought out to do so.

Still, even for a secret meeting, it was a little hard to be subtle when he's this big. He just hopes this "preferred place" of Dooku's has some corners darker than others.]

for Jyn

[reexamined]

[So far, it had been a success with Cassian, Bodhi, and Poe.

All that was left was Jyn. He hopes she's already in a good mood when he approaches, and for once, he isn't immediately to the point in what he wants. He just stands there, staring at her expectantly, but waiting for her to make the first move.]

1

[drivesadesk]

Large, black robots tended to draw the eye, particularly in a universe where androids weren't common. Of course, Jonathan would have likely walked on, not paying him anything more than momentary interest had it not been for the intense stare the android was directing at the Furbies. Jonathan hesitated, looking at the robot, then looking at the furbies. Looking at the robot, then looking at the furbies.

"Uh...is something wrong?"

[reexamined]

"I don't like them."

It's quite a lot of spite in that robotic tone of his, and he quickly looks over to this human he's never encountered before.

"They're awful. I've never seen such useless things before. And I've seen a lot of useless things."

This is definitely not a good impression to make on someone, but he's also not the type to care about leaving a good impression.

get in loser we're going (clothes) shopping

[couldbebeautiful]

[One hundred and eighty four kilograms is a lot of shopping bags, okay, and anyway a lot of this stuff's on sale, so thus it follows that Veronica absolutely had ulterior motives for wanting to hang with Kay today.]

You'd be wrong. [She says this with a shrug as she fetches a shirt off the rack. The bold print on it reads Stressed, Depressed, But At Least I'm Well-Dressed.] I want you here to hold my things and help me reach the higher shelves. [The struggles of being short, really.]

[reexamined]

This is taking advantage of me. You know I consider you a friend, and I would do it.

[He, however, isn't saying how long he'll carry things.]

3

[governorkang]

...excuse me?

[What the hell. Why is a robot looking at those sorts of pictures and why is it asking him this question?]

[reexamined]

[Sorry, did you want clarification? Because Kay interprets the confusion as a volume issue.]

Is this "sexually attractive" to you?

[He repeats, this time at a volume surely the whole store could hear now.]

#3

[dreadinquisitor]

[He isn't paying attention, eyes scanning between the two different labels on the two small boxes in either hand trying to decide between them, when suddenly - glossy skin and a come hither smile is under his nose, and a giant metal man is waiting expectantly.]

Uh...I-- [His mouth moves, still surprised, not understanding the question. His eyes flick over the picture - pause (he's only human) - than move back up (and up) to the strange being's unblinking eyes.] ...I'm sorry, I don't even know them....

[reexamined]

I'm not asking if you know them. I don't know them either. Do you find them attractive?

[He'd guess yes, though, considering the delay of eye movement from the picture, and hesitation to answer.]

3!

[cleptes]

[Bela actually indulges Kay's query, taking time to scrutinize the glossy picture displayed in front of her. It wasn't unlike any of the magazine pictures that she had seen before - not that Bela made a habit of buying nude magazines. But she didn't have anything against them either. People liked what they liked.]

It's fake. The image is digitally altered - 'airbrushed' so to speak. [A shrug.] I mean yes, they are lovely but I'd rather have the real thing. The little scars and dimples that a real person has.

Besides, I also base my sexual attraction to someone on more than just looks. Personality has to count for part of it too.

[reexamined]

Oh. Hello.

[He knows you.]

So "realness" is a component of sexual attraction, in your opinion.

[Noted.]

And yes I know- personality and character traits are a factor, very important- but not what I'm researching.

2

[bespin]

You said you wanted us to be friends-- of a sort. Well, this is what friends do.

[ And Lando needs a new outfit for the dance marathon he's hosting next month. So Kay is dragged along to the department store. Why Kay? Why not Han or Luke or Poe or literally anyone better? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Maybe they were busy. Don't ask questions.

Lando holds up two suit jackets, one a royal navy and the other a chocolate brown. He can't seem to decide which color to go with. ]

Well? If you're not here to carry my things, you could at least give an opinion.

[reexamined]

...

[And even though he did seem disgruntled at being brought along, he doesn't have any arguments against the rest of what Lando says. He doesn't mind suits. Suits look nice and clean.

Kay briefly picks up the sleeve, although it's not like he can actually feel the fabric,
he's trying.]

The blue one. It's nice.

1) let's go to the mall

[lightinside]

[Laurel is more than aware of that particular shopping season, but she wasn't at the mall for that today. She was looking for customers for the florists she was employed by, mostly to see if any business owners were interests in floral arrangements for their window displays. Seasonally themed of course. Summer was over so different kinds of flowers were coming in.

She passes by the toy store and stops to take a look inside, not noticing K-2SO at first. It isn't long until Laurel becomes aware of his presence, turning to look at the looming figure. Oh. Okay. A robot. Was it part of the display? Laurel wasn't sure. She does note the curled fist though.]

Uh, hello?

[Just trying something out here.]

[reexamined]

Hello.

[He gives a glance to the human woman, turning his head (quietly, gears clicking inside of him as he does so), and then he turns back to the display of Furby toys.]

Aren't these awful?

3

[exceptionalthief]

[In the three months he's been here, Hans has seen more than a few things that would be classified as strange by his own world's standards, coming from a place without magic or aliens as he does... but a seven-foot-tall robot perusing a porno magazine might be the winner so far in that contest.

The sight literally makes him stop in his tracks, taking a moment to stare, although any attempt to process it is quickly abandoned in favor of preserving his sanity. None of his business, really—at least until the robot makes it so.

He glances back, a little bit of reluctance in the movement, his instincts warning him 'DO NOT ENGAGE.'] No. Do you?

[reexamined]

No, unfortunately.

[And he folds it back up, and keeps flipping through.]

I was hoping I'd find something easily, but this task has already taken one hour, thirty-four minutes, and I know I should reasonably have been kicked out sooner for loitering if the cashier had any idea on how to actually broach the subject to me.

[But no one actually wants to go to a giant robot and tell him to stop looking at porno and get out. It's just not a situation anyone's really well-equipped for, and he's taking advantage of it.

He finds another photo now, this one maybe a little less tasteful, and once again shows it to Hans.]

This one?

3.

[ghoulking]

[ Kaneki is at the store simply to grab some milk since they had none at his shop. he is a good boy, and therefor he will not look at the robot is reading nor judge, and will mind his own business - until K-2SO decides to get Kaneki involved in this whole "nude magazine" deal.

And Kaneki's best reaction is, of course to blush furiously, eyes wide ] Wha-what?! [ he knows what. Kaneki quickly tries to get K-2SO to close the magazine ] I don't know - please don't show that to people so easily! [ Kaneki is a prude man )= ]

[reexamined]

[He's not easily fussed from his position, so despite being pushed to close the magazine, he doesn't. Sorry, Kaneki...]

That is an embarrassed reaction, which would lead me to say yes, you do think this is attractive.

[Kay turns the magazine to look over it again himself, tilting his head in judgement.]

I don't think I can agree, but thank you for your input. I have a few more I would like your opinion on.

3

[knaval]

Oh, hey, and no. I'm not into humans.

[... awkward pause.]

Um. I'm-- sorry for being really stupid and awful to you about being an AI, by the way. I was going through some stuff. Which isn't an excuse! I just-- yeah. Sorry.

[reexamined]

[A pause. Processing...]

Riptide.

[Yes, he's seen this face on the network before, but he's connecting it now with the words being used.]

Thank you for the apology. But I don't have to forgive you.

the mall!

[pillz]

Hey, man.

[the boy is just passing by, behind the robot's towering figure. he's buying polo shirts, most of which are virtually identical to the one that he's wearing now. they're in a bag he's carrying in one hand. it's very boring. even kavinsky thinks so, personally. but lying to the world about who he is anymore makes it somewhat more entertaining, which is why he makes himself do it. that and the fact that occasionally he'll see something interesting! like

a giant robot giving murderous looks to little robots in a shop window.]

You want one? [he refocuses past k-2s0.] Friend? Like a Little Brother program?

[reexamined]

[Mechanical fingers scratch against the glass of the display window from the pressure exerted on how very, very wrong Kavinsky is. They definitely leave behind marks. Yikes. Kaytu turns his head to look at Kavinsky, and he doesn't look pissed if only because he can't.]

Absolutely not.