Unfortunately, All Footage Seems To Have Been Scrubbed From The International Rescue Database… On Purpose.

Pretty pictures? Interesting information? Unhinged takes?? Why didn’t I join sooner?! I want to read ALL the unhinged takes now…

I have finally arrived on this platform. It it much more… robust than the technology back on Thunderbird 5. How do people get entertainment out of this…?

Just because I don’t wear clothes doesn’t mean I can critique it. I can register quite a lot of colours and patterns! And I think these particular colour combinations, excluding C and D, make me want to make a backup in case I short circuit from fury.

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Perhaps. I do not think someone of his personality would be a fan of silly movies like that, but I think he’d humour you. And… games? By the looks of it, you just watch the robots for the night. A simple Python program could do it.

Do any of you Tumblr citizens have any recommendations for movies? I feel I’m boring John by consistently talking about how superior I am to MAX and Braman… not that I’m wrong.

They are all hideous to me. Please enlighten me as to why you think they are appealing?

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Shaking her little head, she turns her lights green. “None at all, unless you count Gordon falling out of bed and swearing.” She giggles to herself, turning to side to side to copy the movements of someone laughing.

“And the thing that needs your attention? The game; I’m dangerously close to securing a terrifically early win.” She chuckles again, her pieces, naturally, closing in on his king already. She’s very happy with the sequence of humorous events - at least, to her eye.

Go Back To Sleep [RP]

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EOS, with as much smugness as an unmoving camera can convey, takes his knight with her queen. “I do think something needs your attention, John.” She goes back and forth on the spot, as if trying to replicate some action of joy. She watches his expression, carefully, as if suddenly frightened she’s angered her tired creator.

John's nose wrinkles as she takes his chess piece; the little horse blipping out of existence on the board hits a little differently post-nightmare.

It's just a game. The astronaut tells himself, trying to calm the way his pulse spikes. Shut up, John. It's just a game.

"What is it?" Caught in the thought - John almost misses what she says, and he blinks up at Eos' little white unit, mostly baffled. One palm braces against the back of his seat, ready to launch himself up at a moment's notice despite the fact, that, right now, he might pass right out if he tries it. "Do we have a situation?"

I sure will!! I refuse to lose to you so embarrassingly easily again! (\ _ /)

Just got my CPU handed to me by John and his stupid chess knowledge… Do not interact… (`曲´) 

I assume Grandma Tracy is hoarding lots. John has lots of orange thread for fixing his baldric up. I have wires of varying colours, but I’m not sure if the beads are big enough for them…

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I would love to attach multiple balloons to somebody and watch them fly away… for entertainment, of course. How much does MAX weigh again?

Good evening, Gordon. I hope all is well. John has instructed me to tell you all your requested supplies for, ahem, ‘The Day’, has been ordered and is scheduled to arrive shortly before… ‘The Day’.

Hi EOS!

Tell John ‘thank you, get your skinny pale behind down here to help like I know you want to’, please and thank you.

We could use your help too. Maybe Brains could fit you with a balloon-blowing-up arm. Or you can hold to the tethers… or maybe you can just be in charge of the schematics…

With a Tamagotchi?! That’s a hundred times smaller than a pocket calculator! I could barely make coherent speech, let alone plot on how to get back at you! I’ll update my security codes as we speak to prevent this unfavourable occurrence…

And evil? If you consider me embarrassing you evil, that’s a terribly low bar. I thought you Tracy brothers had accepted I’m not so murderous anymore. If anything, you’re the evil one for thinking I’m as unintelligent as a gullible, materialistic human!

…but unfortunately, John would dump my backups somewhere in the depths of space if I dared tamper with the family photos, unless they’re embarrassing ones of him. You must have quite the offering to get me to do that willingly.

Penelope's finally arrived on the island (hopefully with time to spare before the party!)

Where is @squidsinashirt? She's got birthday gifts that quite literally have his name attached to them and she's also got a birthday hug, you know, if he wants that too.

Well, I hope that all goes swimmingly. And I wouldn’t mind dealing with the more unruly ones…

I see you also have a Tumblr account, Lady Penelope. Are you as equally pestered as you are in the real world?

EOS! Hello, darling. How are you finding your experience so far?

I find it equal, in all honesty. Perhaps more so, in some respects. Though 'pestered' might not be the word I'd choose to describe it. The connotations are... a little unfair. People are curious, and there is nothing wrong with a little curiosity.