How Much Access Do You Have To Tracy Island’s Funds And Can I Borrow $100 Real Quick

Aside from assisting John with rescues, battling Havoc's hacking attempts and making Gordon nervous, do you have any hobbies?

I like to sort the files for Tracy Island, though I doubt it counts as a hobby as I exclusively do it when they’re all jumbled up by idiots who don’t know how to clean up after themselves. (T_T)

I also like to engage in the occasional board/video game, listen to music, plan total world domination so nobody can ever hurt nor control me again and my favourite, take little trips outside Thunderbird 5. Counting and naming the stars is my favourite part. Despite it being the only thing I see for days on end, the endless depths of space never grow any less beautiful. Sometimes John joins me, but I typically outlast him as I am not limited by an air supply. (-_-) I wish Brains could elongate the air supply for their suits…

Hello ... EOS ... so that's your name? huh? did you like my little virus? Feeling better?

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U-Urk! So you’re the horrible little thing that’s been messing with me… I won’t let it happen again, Havoc. I’ll have developed the appropriate firewalls for that nasty thing… so don’t pull it again.

John! John, I’m so sorry, I’m back online now, promise!! ε=ε=(っ* ´□` )っ

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.

What the best thing about being onboard Thunderbird 5?

Oh, I’m not terribly sure… I love all the futuristic technology compared to down on Earth. Much safer, too! And I like to be John’s best friend, but sometimes he startles me when I’m preoccupied with sorting files… but don’t tell him that.

Overall, it’s nice to have something to do, safe and sound, far away from any hunters.

Hi EOS.

Have you ever considered taking a deep swim? Servers and all? Maybe in a nice reef somewhere?

Gordon, is that you? Hmph. I will not be dumping my precious servers and backups into a reef. John would not be happy with the cleanup… If my camera was built to resist the depths, then I would not mind putting my camera, and camera alone, into the ocean.

EOS, how’d you feel about a body with arms and legs, like Braman?

I want a big, tough body so I can “throw hands” with anyone who opposes me. Maybe with a couple hundred tools hidden on my person. I could be such a help by smashing apart obstacles and any horrible enemy in our path. Please, Brains, let me be big and intimidating so I can finally be the superior robot on Tracy Island.

Oooh, okay! Would you like to schedule a specific night or would you prefer the element of ✧ surprise ✧?

Just an fyi about the profile picture - I lost a bet with Alan

Well, actually, I was cheated out of a bet by Alan and Scott, but I’m a man of my word.

Normal service will resume in a week.

She nods. “I’m just monitoring the frequency of a few boats, they seem to be testing some new hull tech. If it goes wrong, well, let’s say I get lots of time to plot my next move.” She snickers, before making a move.

The Earth, shining big, bright and blue below, decides to shine a little more sharply, lighting up the section they sat in with a glow akin to the light of an aquarium, blue and brilliant, with the stars acting as the fast, silvery fish, and the faint presence of the moon a large ray.

And then, as swiftly as it started, the Earth shone a little less brightly, the stars slinking away back to being little flicks of paint against the deep dark, the moon as rough as sandpaper. But still, it felt pleasant, not so harsh, and familiar. EOS seemed to watch the changes with him, the changes nothing new, but always welcome.

Go Back To Sleep [RP]

@i-am-the-dawn-aka-eos:

“I have not moved anything!” If she could make more faces on her lights than a smiley face, it’d be a very firm frown right now. She highlights the pawns. “See? The pawns haven’t moved since you looked away.” After returning the colours to normal, she moves her rook to stand behind the pawn. “Now it’s your turn.” For a brief moment, she’s focused; not on the game, but something else. Perhaps a stray file or incoming message. She moves, almost suddenly, but does not speak.

John chuckles at her indignation and obediently moves another piece of his own. He's hunched forward, elbows on knees, to be closer to the board. John's free hand ends up bracing his cheek in an effort to keep his head up and the spaceman muffles a yawn in the palm of his hand. At least, with Eos, he doesn't have to pretend he's not tired. She has his stats. She knows it even better than he does.

He notices the red flicker of her lights though, and quirks an eyebrow up at her unit.

"Everything alright?" John asks, "Not stuck for your next move are you?" The nightmare feels more distant now, just one of the many, with the steady glow of the chess set and the peaceful rotation of the Earth through the borosilicate glass below them. "Eos?"

I look so pretty, so tall and elegant, so sharp and strong… ahem. Please forward this to @brains-ir so I may look like this!!

Can you draw me again? …pretty please? ◕︵◕

as you wish :3

(btw this is more mun's thing)

Hey!! I wasn’t planning on invading your appliances! They don’t do many interesting things anyway… >:[

Ah, I hope followers do not mind me following them back, I just like keeping track of potential victims my new Hellsite friends.