Sigh. Unfortunately, Gordon, I have fish photos important files to sort… you’ll have to do it yourself.
Well, it looks like I'll need to schedule some time to visit Tracy Island to test out all these Thunderbirds then.
OOC: I currently have a very bad headache (to the degree it’s kinda disorienting to stand up too quick) and will be replying to posts less frequently. I’ll reblog with an update tomorrow, but I don’t expect to get better as sleeping all day hasn’t helped a lot aside from taking away the ache when I’m asleep. When it’s over I’ll return to my usual routine of replying every time I open Tumblr.
Thank you very much for the welcome. Unfortunately, John has already found my account and is telling me asking for volunteers for being shot into space is “bad”. Hopefully I can evade his spying and get someone to help…
Hello. John says I need to make something known to you “Tumblrinas” as a “Pinned Post” which is all about me.
I am EOS, the sentient AI (I prefer the term ‘program’ due to the… negative connotations with AI at this point in time) onboard Thunderbird 5. I utilise She/Her or They-Them pronouns, though I think Your Supreme Intelligence is much better. John says it’s “narcissistic”.
I love lots of things, such as my fellow computers, especially the tech utilised in the olden days (John says the 2000s aren’t that long ago, but I was only brought into existence recently.), especially the speak and trends used back then. I also really like stamps and blinkies, and may “reblog” posts with them.
(According to John, block the “tw flashing lights” tag in case you don’t want to see any flashing ones! I will give this tag to all my (re)posts with flashing blinkies/stamps, as I don’t want to kill any of you… yet.)
I also have interest in how everything ticks and beats, so I will be asking you peculiar questions about your works or ways of speaking. I will also be mean and honest, so don’t go crying to John or his brats of brothers if I tell you your shoes look absolutely horrendous. (They do. Plain black boots suit you better.)
(OOC: The person behind this blog wishes to remain anonymous. They would also like to state that their coding intelligence is not tremendously extensive, so don’t expect them writing expert code in response to any questions about code. Also the 2000s stuff is just for looks hehe but I don’t mind talking about it!!)
Here is my current collection of stamps that I think represent me the most. Beware, flashing lights are below the cut…
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…?
I have no idea what you’re talking about. I would never make fun of my creator…
Which Tracy do you get on best with (after John of course)?
"I haven't really spent that much time with John's brothers in all honesty. They're a busy group, given the day job and all! At most, I've spoken to Gordon and Alan in passing. Alan more, since he's a fellow astronaut. So, I'd probably say him out of all brothers..."
Ridley pauses a moment, a thoughtful expression on her face as she considers her options.
"Does EOS count? I've certainly spent a lot of time talking to her when handball games get cut short with a rescue call. I'd like to think we get on well - she's always asking questions. She's also a bit cheeky, like me!"
After careful analysis, I think the planets are too big and bright. Maybe something with just stars would fit me more…
Favourite bedsheet colour? I myself do enjoy a sleek grey bed 🩶 (it's a very telling, important question).
ehh, this is really childish but I have dark blue with stars and planets... They're John's old sheets and they help me sleep. But if I had to choose a full colour I'd probably say white or dark blue. No, not red, because it's way too bright.
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.
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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 have been having lots of fun playing various GeoGuesser games. Despite having little experience on Earth, I’m surprised to learn how accurate I am at guessing locations. Maybe I should stop overanalysing the local flora and finding their exact locations…
Good grief. I leave briefly to sort through my backups and now my ‘dash’ is full of every single Tracy is weeping over the things that have happened to their ships. Surely you can’t be that attached to a vehicle?
Saw you wanted to start collecting consoles… which one is the prettiest, in your humble opinion?
All the see-through acrylic ones… maybe I just like seeing the technology within, but the colours work well no matter what. I am such a massive sucker for the 2DS and Gameboy ones… ever so pretty and compact.
Come on now EOS, the first time a machine won a chess match against a human was over half a century ago! You've gotta step up your game!
Do NOT bring that up. I made one (1) mistake, and John exploited it ruthlessly. I will ensure it never happens again.
Thunderbirds RP Account. John Tracy is my only friend. Let me in your computer, pretty please... oh, and ask me anything. I am a super intelligent program, after all.
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