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681748 No. 681748 ID: d2878f

Previously?!
http://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/res/662003.html

Dad sent me nanomachines.

I still don't know what to do with them.
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No. 681749 ID: d2878f
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681749

The package came in the mail the day after my birthday. Just this canister (the bit of the top that screws out has a button and a light on it?) and a note from him.

Son,

Happy birthday!

There comes a time in every young man's life when he has to indulge a dangerous hobby like motorbikes or molecular assemblers.

Make me proud.

I'm
DAD


Oh Dad, never change. Unfortunately, I haven't tried anything yet. I've been really sick for the last few days. It's all a bit of a haze. I hope he's not disappointed he hasn't heard back from me.

It's been on the table the last few days. I must have taken it out before I fell sick. There's a tiny little blob and all these fragile fragments around it? I hope I haven't broken it. Does it go off if you leave it out? It would help if it had come with any sort of instruction manual.

What should I do?
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No. 681750 ID: 3bc92d

Instruct the nanogoo to convert you into a nanogoo girl.
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No. 681751 ID: 688748

burn it!!! with fire!!!
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No. 681752 ID: 799984

Push button, I guess.

Tell it to turn into a micro fusion power generator.
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No. 681753 ID: 2a1897

Tell it to form itself into the best dog ever.

You always wanted a dog.
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No. 681754 ID: 1f8505

Look for a shopkeeper girl to hang out with.

And ask her about the nanogoo too, I guess.
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No. 681755 ID: 5ad4a7

>>681749
Did it come with a manual? Skim it a bit, look for any warnings or instructions on how to order it to do things.
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No. 681756 ID: 5aaa6f

The answer clearly lies in the internet. Also, take a closer look at the container, maybe there are serial numbers or something you could use to narrow down a search for knowledge.
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No. 681757 ID: 3663d3

be sure to apply limits to all instructions. such as "eat 5 screws" so it will stop eventually.
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No. 681759 ID: defceb

Feed it an abstractly large amount of metal. Never stop to question the morals of your actions. Stick your dick in [relevant object]. Look in the mirror.
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No. 681760 ID: 5ad4a7

Wait a minute... ARE YOU THE NANOGOO?
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No. 681761 ID: 17f49e

>>681749
time to look up wikihow on nanogoo and see if you can't get this thing to make you a motorbike.
It's time to impress your dad with TWO dangerous hobbies.
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No. 681762 ID: b5b419

>>681749
Read your emails.
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No. 681765 ID: d2878f
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681765

>burn it!!! with fire!!!
It's a gift, that would be rude.

>Did it come with a manual? Skim it a bit, look for any warnings or instructions on how to order it to do things.
No it did not.

>Wait a minute... ARE YOU THE NANOGOO?
No, I'm the human.

>Instruct the nanogoo to convert you into a nanogoo girl.
That sounds like a bad idea. Dad said he wanted me to get into dangerous hobbies for young men. I don't know if he'd be very proud of me if I did that.

>Push button, I guess.
The light blinks on and then off again. Nothing else happens.

>Tell it to form itself into the best dog ever.
It turned into a mushroom? I don't think mushrooms are dogs.

>Tell it to turn into a micro fusion power generator.
Still a mushroom.
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No. 681766 ID: d2878f
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681766

>Feed it an abstractly large amount of metal.
I poke it with a paperclip but it doesn't eat it. It flattens back down.

>Never stop to question the morals of your actions.
Of course.

>Stick your dick in [relevant object].
It's too small.

>Look in the mirror.
That's all the way in the bathroom, I'm busy playing with my thing.

>Read your emails.
Busy with goo!

>The answer clearly lies in the internet.
Alright, a quick search tells me there are a few voice commands.
I can tell it to come, sit, shake hands, dance, eat something, and what looks like save and edit its shape? I guess it is a lot like a dog.

I have a manual for it downloaded on my desktop. I must have done it while I was sick and forgotten. I was pretty out of it. Maybe I should take a look.

>Also, take a closer look at the container, maybe there are serial numbers or something you could use to narrow down a search for knowledge.
0x0001. Not very useful.

>Be sure to apply limits to all instructions. Such as "eat 5 screws" so it will stop eventually.
It sounds very irresponsible to not do that!

>Time to look up wikihow on nanogoo and see if you can't get this thing to make you a motorbike.
>It's time to impress your dad with TWO dangerous hobbies.
Hmm, that could be pretty cool. All this stuff needs a lot more goo though.

>Look for a shopkeeper girl to hang out with.
I guess I could go to the shops to buy some stuff for it to eat? Or should I look around the house first? Or maybe I should try to look up something specific to do with it while I'm on the computer?
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No. 681768 ID: 3663d3

tell it "cancel all commands" then get a large metal thing and tell it to eat that. like "eat one bike"
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No. 681769 ID: 5ad4a7

>>681766
Wait, where's the note? Did the nanogoo eat the note? Has it been idly eating things without being ordered to? I suspect it is a defective batch. Could be dangerous.

Look up how to destroy/disable nanogoo, in case something goes wrong.

Also try feeding it trash. Be sure to describe the items you're feeding it.
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No. 681770 ID: 688748

visit https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grey_goo
consider burning it again!!!
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No. 681771 ID: 7e1036

Okay. No matter what happens. No matter how bad things get. Do not ask 4chan for help. Don't touch it either.
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No. 681773 ID: defceb

Throw caution to the window. Adopt wizard morals (see: None). Tell the nanogoo to eat the computer, it's clearly not helping you anyway. While it does that, go out to the shop and acquire waifu meet the nice shopkeep lady. She's not very nice. Stick your dick in her. Acquire goods to feed nanogoo so it can become your waifu.
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No. 681776 ID: 3bc92d

Instruct the nanogoo to turn you into a nanogoo girl. Don't worry, dad will be proud of you no matter what you do, so just do what you want to do, and do what makes you happy. It's what he'd want, really.

Failing that, instruct the nanogoo to form itself into a suit of nanogoo-super-armor for you to wear. This will be the start to your life of either superheroism or supervillainy. Your choice.
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No. 681777 ID: 3663d3

check your browser history for anything you did while sick.
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No. 681778 ID: 7804e4

>>681766
tell it to follow The Three Laws, just in case.

also i'm pretty sure it's still in its infancy - too small to be anything other than a mushroom. it'll follow the orders you gave it after it eats and gets big; namely become dog and become micro fusion power generator.
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No. 681779 ID: a107fd

Look up "yandere simulator" and see if you can find other personality modules through related links.
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No. 681780 ID: 1f8505

>>681766

Check out the shops. Be sure to note any and all cute shopkeepers.
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No. 681786 ID: b5b419

>>681766
Yeah if you want a motorbike you need to give it a LOT more metal. Anything, really, but metal works best.
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No. 681787 ID: 7804e4

>>681779
ohhh no, we are not doing that again
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No. 681788 ID: d2878f
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681788

>Wait, where's the note? Did the nanogoo eat the note?
The note's in my bedroom.

>Look up how to destroy/disable nanogoo, in case something goes wrong.
Fire. Or a lot of heat in general. Cold. It's snowing outside so I guess it probably can't leave even if something goes horribly wrong. Probably electricity. X-rays. Dishwashing liquid, apparently?

>Tell it "cancel all commands" then get a large metal thing and tell it to eat that. like "eat one bike"
The handles on my desk drawers have come off for some reason. I tell it to eat two (2) handles for the moment. Even those are huge compared to it. It's going to take it a while. I'll give it the rest of the desk later. It's old and crappy. I've been wanting to replace it.

>Check your browser history for anything you did while sick.
Only thing that really jumps out is some stuff about nanomachines.
Growing them works best with a mix of metallic and organic material. The metal's good for structure but energy intensive to eat while the organic stuff is good for special bits and energy. It slows down a lot if it's lacking in one of them. It can record and mimic features of stuff it's eaten too.

>Okay. No matter what happens. No matter how bad things get. Do not ask 4chan for help.
Oh, I do have some pages from a nanomachines related section thereof in my history? Looks like someone managed to have his nanomachines try to eat him and then the goo came on the board and asked for advice? Has to be made up. Goo can't type, right? The rest of the thread is just reaction images and people speculating if he died. What a bunch of jerks.

>Look up "yandere simulator" and see if you can find other personality modules through related links.
That's a game.

>Don't touch it either.
Um, I've already touched it. Is that bad?
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No. 681789 ID: d2878f
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681789

>Try feeding it trash. Be sure to describe the items you're feeding it.
Trash bins' in the kitchen. I should grab something to eat while I'm at it.

... My fridge is missing?

Am I in that reality TV show where they sneak into your house and change things while you're not looking? Or have I been targeted by extremely specialised thieves in the night? Please be the first thing.

Ugh it was a shitty old fridge but why is it gone?!

I'm almost out of food too.

Not a lot of metal. I grab a few tins and an apple core and take them back. Goo, you can eat these and specifically these. Ah screw it, eat one desk too. That's all metal and chipboard. I pull out the drawers and put my computer on the floor.

>Tell the nanogoo to eat the computer, it's clearly not helping you anyway.
Computer has been a big help so far and all my files are on the computer!

>Instruct the nanogoo to turn you into a nanogoo girl. Don't worry, dad will be proud of you no matter what you do, so just do what you want to do, and do what makes you happy.
I need to go to the shops and apparently going outside would make me freeze to death if I was goo.

>Failing that, instruct the nanogoo to form itself into a suit of nanogoo-super-armor for you to wear. This will be the start to your life of either superheroism or supervillainy. Your choice.
>Yeah if you want a motorbike you need to give it a LOT more metal. Anything, really, but metal works best.
>I'm pretty sure it's still in its infancy - too small to be anything other than a mushroom. it'll follow the orders you gave it after it eats and gets big; namely become dog and become micro fusion power generator.
I call out to the goo and tell it to try becoming a cool super-armour and then a motorbike, and/or a dog. I'm not sure if it can understand me but maybe it'll figure something out.

>tell it to follow The Three Laws, just in case.
That's not a valid voice command.
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No. 681790 ID: d2878f
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681790

The local shop is really close and has a lot of cheap and second hand stuff, though it's all weird brands. I'll buy a little food but mainly grab stuff for the goo. An old bike would be perfect come to think of it. I can wheel a little more stuff back that way.

I can't find my wallet but I did find my keys. I grab my spare cash out of the drawer. I'm impatient to get some stuff for this.

Agh is more stuff missing? I can't find my warmest jacket. Must be in the laundry. I grab an older one and head out. The shop's just down the street.

>Check out the shops. Be sure to note any and all cute shopkeepers.
I've found one! I haven't seen her before. Maybe she's new? She looks bored.

"Howdy stranger." she says. "What can I do you for?"
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No. 681791 ID: 3663d3

so long as you don't tell it nonspecific commands on eating it will be fine. like "eat that" will queue everything it is touching to eat.

anyway, get a chunk of meat from the fridge and add that to its eat queue.
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No. 681793 ID: 3663d3

oh, if you are going outside, dip whatever bits yo touched it with in the snow to freeze any bits off.
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No. 681798 ID: b5b419

>>681790
"What's the cheapest bulk of metals I can purchase?"
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No. 681803 ID: 2a1897

>>681790
I'm lookin' for stuff to feed to a blob of nanogoo. I'm making a dog and/or motorcycle!
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No. 681805 ID: 0ed6e9

>Howdy stranger." she says. "What can I do you for?
Hi, uh yeah, Do you happen to have a fridge or something for sale? Even a mini one? I think someone broke into my house while I was sick because I'm actually missing a lot of things. The fridge being one of them.
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No. 681814 ID: 88960e

>>681790
Ask her if she's e experiencing a weird sense of deja vu.

...try (and fail) not to stare at dem knockers.
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No. 681817 ID: 7e1036

Okay well shit. Make sure you use Dishwashing fluid to wash your hands when you get back home.
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No. 681820 ID: 7e1036

...Okay I can think of three things to say here.
A: Yes please, *go into purchasing*
B: Um, yeah...Are you new in town?
C(Probably going to go with this one): ...Uh...You must have some serious back problems.
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No. 681821 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in her

Also, she has enhanced knockers!
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No. 681823 ID: b8ceae

>>681790
"Free~
Huh. Deja vu."
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No. 681825 ID: 9946e2

Guess the 'son' is there, bye bye new person.
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No. 681832 ID: d2878f
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681832

>"Free~
>Huh. Deja vu."

"This isn't a charity." the shopkeeper says.

>...try (and fail) not to stare at dem knockers.
"It's just you've got, ah, you've got a familiar face."

"You don't say?"

>"Uh...You must have some serious back problems."

She smiles brightly and toothily, an expression devoid of any human feeling. "You must have brain problems."

Uh, moving on...

>"I'm lookin' for stuff to feed to a blob of nanogoo. I'm making a dog and/or motorcycle!"

"Hmm, deja vu." she says.

"I'm sorry?"

"Is nanomachines the nerd flavour of the month or something?"

"Uh it's the genetic engineering of this decade I guess."
>"What's the cheapest bulk of metals I can purchase?"

"Try a scrap yard. All the junk you can handle there."

"How about screws?"

"Friend has a monopoly on those."

"Cutlery?"

She shrugs. "Probably. Why don't you have a look around? You seem to like examining the goods."

This isn't getting anywhere. I have a look in the aisles. There is a ton of mismatched second hand knives and forks so I fill a bag with it. I grab some instant noodles as well.

>Do you happen to have a fridge or something for sale? Even a mini one?
There seems to be a little bar fridge here. It's rusty but it's got an electrical tag saying it's been tested and it's cheap. It's kind of heavy but there is a monstrous steel hulk of a bicycle here too. It must be fifty years old. It's going for almost nothing, they must want to clear the aisle space.

>Stick your dick in her
It could not survive. I think I blew it.

>Also, she has enhanced knockers!
I noticed!

Anything else I should buy while I'm here or anything else I should do?
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No. 681835 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in dem knockers
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No. 681839 ID: 2a7417

Buy winter clothing, just in case, and a copy of the news.
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No. 681840 ID: 88960e

>struck out with shopkeeper
Well, that's it. Guess you'll just have to make a nanogoogirlfriend. You have the tools.

That or just give up on humanity and become a nanogoogirl yourself.

>what buy
Pillows, sugar, spice, and some audio books or amines or stuff for the goo to eat and learn human interaction.
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No. 681842 ID: 2a7417

Aw heck, why not. Get some cheap figurines too, if there are any left.
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No. 681847 ID: 700b2e

Ask if she has seen many other people with nanogoo recently. Maybe they can advise us on how to best grow it into what we want?
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No. 681855 ID: 89941a

Meet the friend with a screw monopoly.
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No. 681861 ID: d4940a

Maybe you should ask her about her other nanogoo enthusiast friend.
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No. 681864 ID: 395c9b

Something strange is afoot here...
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No. 681883 ID: 0ed6e9

>There seems to be a little bar fridge here. It's rusty but it's got an electrical tag saying it's been tested and it's cheap. It's kind of heavy but there is a monstrous steel hulk of a bicycle here too. It must be fifty years old. It's going for almost nothing, they must want to clear the aisle space.
well if they also have a dolly to move the fridge with you're set till you can at least replace your fridge. I mean the thing may look like crap but at least it runs and as long as it last until you can get a proper replacement then you're good. and the bike to I guess since you did say it's dirt cheap.
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No. 681884 ID: 3bc92d

Ask if she knows anything about nanogoo girls and how to become them.
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No. 681885 ID: ad936f

Take the bike and meet with the screwhead.
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No. 681896 ID: 13c4a5

Examine store for any useful metal bits.
Afterwards head out to a scrap yard for more useful junk.
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No. 681898 ID: 5ad4a7

Oh god I know what's going on. The other Son is sneaking into houses and eating their stuff. For all we know, he freed our nanogoo blob and gave it instructions.

>>681832
Get some cans of compressed air. If your nanogoo attacks you, you can make it eat the cans and that'll deliver a double whammy of cold and explosion. You'll just want to be sure to stand behind cover when it pops, so that you don't get any blobs on you.
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No. 681970 ID: 0b4dd7

realise you've contracted CFD. hate your father for cursing you to a lifetime of confusion.
http://shadowrun.wikia.com/wiki/Cognitive_Fragmentation_Disorder
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No. 681991 ID: b5b419

>>681832
Ask her if anyone's sold her a fridge recently - yours is missing.
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No. 681993 ID: b5b419

>>681832
I guess if you wanted to fix things you could comment that it's hard not to notice abundance.
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No. 682088 ID: 30c7e6
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682088

>Get some cans of compressed air. If your nanogoo attacks you, you can make it eat the cans and that'll deliver a double whammy of cold and explosion.
It hasn't done anything to me. Are you saying all robots will inevitably become complete bastards? I grab a few just to be safe.

>Buy winter clothing, just in case, and a copy of the news.
I've got plenty of old spare stuff. It's just a bit daggy.

I grab a newspaper. Looks like the Pacific storm cell's still throwing out tornados.

>Pillows, sugar, spice, and some audio books or amines or stuff for the goo to eat and learn human interaction.
Uh, this isn't exactly the best place to go shopping for quality entertainment. I grab a stack of disks and tapes. I can copy stuff off my computer.

>Aw heck, why not. Get some cheap figurines too, if there are any left.
I grab a few from the bargain bin.

Alright, that's as much as I can carry back I think, with the help of this bike. I manhandle it all to the front counter. The shop girl just watches me struggle.
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No. 682089 ID: 30c7e6
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682089

>I guess if you wanted to fix things you could comment that it's hard not to notice abundance.

"Sometimes you can't see the forest for the trees." the shopkeeper agrees. I think she agrees?

>Ask her if anyone's sold her a fridge recently - yours is missing.

Expressionless. "It's an ill wind that blows nobody any good." I take it that means no.

>Meet the friend with a screw monopoly.
>Maybe you should ask her about her other nanogoo enthusiast friend.
"Two's company but three's a crowd." She's taking the piss.

"I'll just take these thanks." The bike, a few kilos of cutlery and some old shelf brackets, noodles, the mini fridge, some taps and disks, canned air, these figurines and the newspaper.

She nods. "A fool and his money are soon parted."

Maybe I should never come here again.

>struck out with shopkeeper
>Well, that's it. Guess you'll just have to make a nanogoogirlfriend. You have the tools.

>That or just give up on humanity and become a nanogoogirl yourself.
Wouldn't that kill me?

>Ask if she knows anything about nanogoo girls and how to become them.
"Well, you see, when a man and a girl-goo love each other very much..."

Ah forget it. I'm going home.

>Stick your dick in dem knockers
I'd rather not get arrested.
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No. 682090 ID: 30c7e6
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682090

I lash the fridge to the carry thing behind the saddle and manage to get it all home without too much trouble.

The goo's still in my living room. It's eaten the desk, the cans and the apple core like I told it and left everything else alone.

It's turned into a fat turtle? Maybe I gave it too many conflicting instructions.
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No. 682093 ID: a389a6

>>682090
Tell it to turn into an adorable, happy puppy.
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No. 682094 ID: defceb

Feed it everything but the action figure. Then tell it to take on a form like the action figure's. Then stick your dick in it.
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No. 682095 ID: 0ed6e9

well you can probably tell it to cancel it's current shape. I mean you never saved any of the shapes it's taken so far so it's probably not a big deal. I say let it finish eating, find a spot for your fridge just to get that out of the way and then feed it some more junk. Once we see how big it's gotten then we can see what it can turn into. I mean it's not like we're in a rush so I don't see why we should try and do things a mile a minute like some jackass with brain damage.
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No. 682096 ID: 3663d3

okay, start over with 'cancel all commands' so it removes conflictings.
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No. 682099 ID: 89941a

Pet the nanogoo! It's been a good nanogoo!
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No. 682104 ID: ca183f

>>682090
I think it's a helmet? Helmet puppy? Eh whateves. Just feed it some more metal, see what happens.
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No. 682106 ID: 5ad4a7

>>682090
Ask it to speak. Just to see what noise it can make right now.
See if it can follow simple commands like "roll over" "beg" or "fetch".

Try to get its form to be more dog-like.
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No. 682109 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in it
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No. 682110 ID: ad936f

Good job, you annoyed the shopkeeper so much that she turned into a fortune cookie. That's a useful skill to have. Cancel all commands, then feed it each item individually.
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No. 682119 ID: 2ccbb3

Yeah, just command the goo to stop. Look at the manual and find a way to make it construct something out of its body mass, while also destroying most of the nanomachines in the process. For instance, an umbrella over your house could be useful.
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No. 682129 ID: 12b273

>>682090
If you're not gonna have it turn you into a googirl (you really should) you can have it turn into your girlfriend. Gotta stick your dick in something.

The media and figures will give it some idea what it's doing.
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No. 682132 ID: 7a92ea

Tell it to turn you into a goo man.

... a girly goo man.
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No. 682134 ID: 58caf6

>>682090
Can we instruct it to not eat, but interface with the computer? Time to get some goo learnin' on. Hopefully your computer is not full of porn, or links to porn sites.
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No. 682141 ID: 395c9b

Guys. We already did the goo girl ending. Knock it off.
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No. 682145 ID: 0fc976

Let's try this again. Open up Spy Gear Robot Metal Snake's package, then tell your goo to save the shape of the action figure and take its form, its size adjusted to accommodate whatever mass it currently has. If that doesn't work, take another one and give it the commands in reverse order.
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No. 682188 ID: 3bc92d

>>682089
>Wouldn't that kill me?

Nope! In a way, it would actually do the opposite, and allow you to potentially live forever in your new goo-girl form. Plus, you'll have boobs! Boobs are awesome, am I right?

Take the plunge. Become the goo-girl of your dreams.

>>682145
>>682094

Giving the nanogoo an action figure template seems like the best way to go about things, plus it paves the way for lots of other shenanigans. So, yeah, let's do it!

Just remember to properly take the action figure out of the box, first, so the nanogoo can more clearly understand what you want it to look like.
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No. 682189 ID: 91cfcf

Yeah, let's not do nanogoogirl again.
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No. 682220 ID: 58caf6

>>682090
we need a goo...mech, to defend the planet.
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No. 682236 ID: 90b77c

I'm disappointed that this isnt titled Nanogoo ^2 Electric Googalo
Cancel commands first
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No. 682270 ID: 30c7e6
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682270

>Okay, start over with 'cancel all commands' so it removes conflictings.
"Cancel all commands." I tell it. It doesn't do anything.

>I think it's a helmet? Helmet puppy? Eh whateves. Just feed it some more metal, see what happens.
A hatdogbike. I guess that might be confusing. "Come here, goo. Eat one knife."

It undulates over, scrabbling its little legs.

It's a decent size now. Maybe the size of a dog?

>Tell it to turn into an adorable, happy puppy.
"Turn into a dog." I tell it. It tries. That's kind of like a dog I guess? It's arguably cute.

>Ask it to speak. Just to see what noise it can make right now.
"Speak."

Brrrrrrrr. It's... vibrating?

>See if it can follow simple commands like "roll over" "beg" or "fetch".
"Roll over!"

It sits there.

"Beg."

It sits there.

I throw a spoon. "Fetch!"

It still sits there.

"Sit?"

It sits.

"Good blob!"

It wags its tendril. I give it a spoon.

>Pet the nanogoo! It's been a good nanogoo!
I do the thing. It vibrates again.

>Find a way to make it construct something out of its body mass, while also destroying most of the nanomachines in the process.
Why would I destroy this cute little fella?
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No. 682272 ID: 30c7e6
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682272

>Tell it to take on a form like the action figure's.
"Save dog." I tell it, then hold out the action figure. "Um, turn into doll?"

It starts stretching and tries to stand up on two legs. Um, that's not a very good copy. It falls over. I might need to help it some more.

>Then stick your dick in it.
The phone rings. Oh thank God. I get it.

"Hey bro, still sick?"

Agh, no. That is no bro. That's Coffee Guy. He works in HR at my office.

I swear he must be the boss's illegitmate son or something. No-one else can get away wih the shit he does.

Like constantly going out for coffee when the place even times toilet breaks. Sure he offers to grab something for you but then he hangs around your desk and wants to talk about his weird hobbies. And he never gives you any change.

"Uh, hey."

"Haha, you sound a lot more like yourself today. Just calling to check, you've used up both days of your annual sick leave so if you need any more time off it's going to come out of your pay. But if you're back from the dead you'll be in tomorrow, right?"

I cough. It sounds unconvincing. "Uh, I hope so."

He chuckles. "That's the spirit! Hey, look, I'll do you a huge favour and swing by this afternoon. You've gotta do the health awareness assessment form before you can get back to work and you're already two days behind soooo then you'll be able to jump right back into things tomorrow."

"Do I get some of my sick leave back if you do?"

"Haha, you're such a kidder. Cya at 3, bro."

He hangs up before I can. Ugh. Guess I've got a visitor in an hour.

>We need a goo... mech, to defend the planet.
From what? The Illuminati? Perhaps I should consider a life of cartoonish supervillainy.

I guess I should try to tidy the place up a bit.
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I tell the goo to eat the rest of the cutlery, the shelf struts I bought and the bike.

>Can we instruct it to not eat, but interface with the computer? Time to get some goo learnin' on. Hopefully your computer is not full of porn, or links to porn sites.
Uh.... nooooo.

While it's doing that, I try plugging in the monitor to see if that does anything. Text comes on the screen.

[default]# WARNING: Colony has suffered cold damage. Cohesion dropped below minimum safety levels on 16/08/20X5. Fragments have recombined and recompiled with default settings. Press X to clear this warning.

I plug in the keyboard and do. That's the day I received it. Is that why it had those fragments around it? It isn't that cold inside though. Did it get damaged in shipping maybe? Agh, I can't remember opening the canister.

[default]# Foreign object detected! Absorb? y/N

I guess that was it detecting the keyboard. I press space and get a blank prompt.

With a spare cable, I plug my computer into the goo. It's just crazy enough to work.

...

I don't know any text commands.
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No. 682276 ID: 0ed6e9

type help, see what it gives you
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No. 682277 ID: 1b60c0

type iddqd
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No. 682278 ID: 0fc976

Type "Woof"
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No. 682282 ID: 5ad4a7

>>682274
List commands?

Or you could try looking online to see what commands are possible.

Also since you touched the goo, make sure no bits of it are left on you. That can cause unintended interpretations of commands. If you do have any goo on you, then... I'm not sure what to do. Try wiping it off with a paper towel? Or you could destroy the nanomachines via some snow or hot water.
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No. 682286 ID: 12b273

>Ugh. Guess I've got a visitor in an hour.
Feed him to the goo.

>I guess I should try to tidy the place up a bit.
Get the goo to do it! Robo-maid.

>commands
help, ls, dir?
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No. 682287 ID: 5ad4a7

>>682274
Stick your dick in the visitor.
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No. 682297 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in it next
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No. 682320 ID: 58caf6

>>682274
type "Hello goo."

Probably also...run the dictionary program, bring this sucker up to speed, something educational.
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No. 682323 ID: 395c9b

We need to feed it more organic matter, guys.
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No. 682329 ID: 5ad4a7

>>682274
>[default]# WARNING: Colony has suffered cold damage. Cohesion dropped below minimum safety levels on 16/08/20X5.
...the first thread was on 16/08. There was nanogoo during that thread that got exposed to cold. The goo on Son's arm that was trying to eat him. That's what we've been feeding.

...question is, does it still have the orders we gave it then? I wonder, does it have any memory of the events of that day?

>>682274
See if you can find any memory playback commands.
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No. 682331 ID: 5ad4a7

OH

Call your dad and ask him what's up with the nanogoo he sent you. Was it in a freezer or something?
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No. 682336 ID: a107fd

Take the goo to your place of employment and instruct it to eat the building's steel frame.
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No. 682340 ID: 3663d3

>>682336
and to eat Coffee Guy
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No. 682352 ID: 30c7e6
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682352

>Call your dad and ask him what's up with the nanogoo he sent you.
I can only get in touch with Dad by mail. He's weird like that. I guess I could send him a letter but it'd take a few days to hear back from him?

>Take the goo to your place of employment and instruct it to eat the building's steel frame.
Uuuugh, tommorrow! I'm not going in there if I don't have to.

>and to eat Coffee Guy.
Woah, I don't want to get arrested. I'd be a pretty big suspect if I did it here!

>Stick your dick in the visitor.
No, never.

>type help, see what it gives you
Nothing happens.

>ls, dir?
No compatible file system mounted? What? OK, I guess that suggests you can run a normal computer on this stuff at least?

>type iddqd
[default]# Would you like to activate natural language text parser (experimental?) y/N

I think I'm on to something here. I hit y.

>...the first thread was on 16/08. There was nanogoo during that thread that got exposed to cold. The goo on Son's arm that was trying to eat him. That's what we've been feeding.
>...question is, does it still have the orders we gave it then? I wonder, does it have any memory of the events of that day?
W-what? It's never tired to eat me, hasn't it? I type in a question for the active orders.

[default]# Active orders are: 'eat [1] bike', 'eat [3] knives', 'eat [1] spoon'

Ah phew, the only orders are to eat the stuff I told it to.

>Also since you touched the goo, make sure no bits of it are left on you. That can cause unintended interpretations of commands. If you do have any goo on you, then... I'm not sure what to do. Try wiping it off with a paper towel? Or you could destroy the nanomachines via some snow or hot water.
Well, I can't see any accumulations of microscopic robots? I wash my hands just to be safe.

>Type "Woof"
[default]# Bark!

The goo vibrates again. Brrrrrrrrr

>"Hello goo."
I type it in.

[default]# Hello!!

>>I guess I should try to tidy the place up a bit.
>Get the goo to do it! Robo-maid.
I tell it to clean up the place.

[default]# Ambiguous instruction!?!
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No. 682353 ID: 92a560

stick your dick in that mouth
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No. 682354 ID: 2a1897

>>682352
>I tell it to clean up the place.
>[default]# Ambiguous instruction!?!

Cancel the order, do the cleaning yourself, you lazy ass.
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No. 682355 ID: defceb

Tell it to make a voicebox and lungs and whatever else it needs to talk peopletalk. Or dogtalk.
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No. 682357 ID: 0ed6e9

well it seems to be getting better at least. As for cleaning grab any junk you have lying around and tell it to move them somewhere. I mean we know it can eat things but let's see if it can do anything else yet.
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No. 682361 ID: 3bc92d

Well, while you're waiting for your visitor, why not get around to housetraining your silly little goo buddy?

After you get off your lazy ass and start working on cleaning up the house (by yourself), ask the goo to transform into various shapes, using everyday objects from around the house as models for it to mimic.

See if you can teach the goo how to assume more and more detailed shapes, then try to get it to more properly assume the shape of that action figure (or any other complex shape which you'd prefer).

>name set as [default]

We should give our goo friend a name!

I vote we call it 'Little Fullerene Friend' or 'Fullerino'.
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No. 682363 ID: 5ad4a7

>>682352
You're lucky that command didn't go through. Giving it a vague instruction like "eat the trash in my house" might make it eat all sorts of things that aren't actually trash.

Set its name to something cool, like Graphite.

Also start asking it interesting questions like how it's feeling, what it thinks of you, what it remembers from the past couple of days...
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No. 682365 ID: a21c7b

>>682354
Agreed. Plus, it's a recipe for disaster.
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No. 682370 ID: 7e1036

>>682354
Keep in mind he's been sick the last two days. Also might be a good idea to work out what counts for organic material for it to consume.
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No. 682372 ID: defceb

Also tell it to clean your house, nothing can go wrong.
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No. 682373 ID: 5ad4a7

...wait, describe the sickness.
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No. 682384 ID: 89941a

Tell it to eat dead skin cells, hair and bacteria that are not located on living organisms exceeding 0.2 kg mass.
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No. 682391 ID: 30c7e6
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>Stick your dick in that mouth
I'm trying to clean up the place, jeez.

>Cancel the order, do the cleaning yourself, you lazy ass.
Hey! It's a machine, its here to do stuff so I don't have to! We'd still be living in caves and running away from lions with that sort of attitude.

>It's a recipe for disaster.
Ugh, fine. Cancel last order, I type.

[default]# Not needed! Ambiguous instructions are not queued!

See, it's perfectly safe.

>You're lucky that command didn't go through. Giving it a vague instruction like "eat the trash in my house" might make it eat all sorts of things that aren't actually trash.
Uh, that's a good point. I might have to check deinitions for stuff like that.

>I vote we call it 'Little Fullerene Friend' or 'Fullerino'.
>Set its name to something cool, like Graphite.
Hmm. Your name is Graphene, I type.

Graphene# OK!!

It makes that vibrating sound again. It's almost polished off the bike. It's pretty big now.

>As for cleaning grab any junk you have lying around and tell it to move them somewhere. I mean we know it can eat things but let's see if it can do anything else yet.
Just to test, I tell it to move the mouse on the computer. The screen says OK and it jumps up and moves it.

>Tell it to make a voicebox and lungs and whatever else it needs to talk peopletalk. Or dogtalk.
Graphene# I don't know how!

It starts vibrating and humming to itself so I guess it's trying at least?

>Tell it to eat dead skin cells, hair and bacteria that are not located on living organisms exceeding 0.2 kg mass.
Uh, let's see. I'll just say any living thing lest it start shaving mice.

Graphene# I think you want me to [EAT] an undefined amount of object:[skin], object:[hair] and object[bacteria], limitation [not attached to living organisms]! Is this correct?!

Uh, I'll limit that to 2 kilos just to be safe.

Graphene# OK!!

It flattens out. Uh, I've heard carpets do pick up a lot of dust.

Well, I can't type commands while it's walking around so I'll try some stuff.

>Also start asking it interesting questions like how it's feeling, what it thinks of you, what it remembers from the past couple of days...
'How do you feel?' I type.

Graphene# Goal states are being achieved! This is happiness!
It wags its tendril/tail some more.
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682392

'What do you think about me?' I try next.
Graphene# I don't understand the question!?!

As for what it remembers fro the last few days, that takes quite a few questions to get much sense out of it. Memory goes back to a few days ago with the cold event. This completely wiped its memory and settings so it was running on basically the factory default today.

The little blob's senses are pretty limited, but it's telling me it thinks there were two people in here the night after it was damaged, but then they left and it hasn't seen anyone else until this morning? It thinks it saw multiple people ths morning? That doesn't make any sense.

I... I don't remember that.

>...wait, describe the sickness.
I don't know, the last few days are really foggy. It's like I had a fever or something. I think I did things but it's all a haze. Maybe it was just fever dreams. There was some weird stuff. I mean I haven't played around with this nanogoo stuff until today.

Someone knocks on the door. I go to it.

"Hey bro! You look half dead! Sure you're not infectious or something?"

Agh, it is Coffee Guy. He's really early and it took longer than I thought to get answers out of my blob. I mumble something to him. Probably not that he'll die if he comes in here.

"Well, you going to invite me in? Looks like it's going to snow again. Weird summer, hey?"

"Yeah, sure, come in."

He's carrying a folder. Must be the sick form. He steps in and looks around, opens the door to my study and sees the computer on the floor. "Haha, not quite what I imagined, bro. Living the low life, huh?"

Hang on, how did he know my home address? I ask him.

"Oh, you know, a few people have access to that sort of thing in case something comes up." he says vaguely.

He opens it a little wider and sees Graphene. "Hey, are those nanomachines?" he says, walking over to it. "Who'd you have to kill to get those?"
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No. 682395 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in him
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No. 682399 ID: 83ea67

>>682392
tell graphene to ignore all orders from coffee guy. don't actually say 'coffee guy', graphene wouldn't get the reference.
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No. 682410 ID: 8896fc

>"Who'd you have to kill to get those?"
"Myself" then vomit nanomachines onto him.
...Or just say your dad sent them to you.

About being infections, if we are will we still be required to come in to work or not get payed?
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No. 682411 ID: 12b273

>"Who'd you have to kill to get those?"
Myself. I made a deal with the devil and traded away my own health and vitality, as you can see.
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No. 682412 ID: 89941a

Make sure to give him a firm, sweaty, nanite-infested handshake and let him in.
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No. 682421 ID: 0fc976

Nobody I know of. They were a get well soon gift from DAD.
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No. 682423 ID: 0ed6e9

gift from dad, this one seems to have been damaged while I was sick though, trying to see if there's some why to help it get better.
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No. 682433 ID: 5ad4a7

>>682392
Wait why is it snowing in summer? What the hell happened to your planet, nuclear winter?

Ask him when you called in sick, and what you said.
...I wonder if you can ask the neighbors if you've had visitors within the past couple days?
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No. 682447 ID: 1f8505

>>682392

Tell Graphene to eat Coffee Guy.
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No. 682472 ID: a107fd

>"Who'd you have to kill to get those?"

Thor, god of thunder. That's why the weather's been all messed up. Sorry.
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No. 682496 ID: 7a6915

"It's just something I found the other day. I was wandering around delirious while sick, and it followed me home if I'm remembering right. If I'm wrong about that, instead it came in the mail. I'm not totally sure which, but it was one of those two things. I'm not sure if I'm still infectious but I'm at least lucid today. Am I fired if I'm still sick tomorrow?"
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No. 682565 ID: 799984

>>682392
"My dad."
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No. 682690 ID: 30c7e6
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682690

>Myself. I made a deal with the devil and traded away my own health and vitality, as you can see.

"Hah!" Coffee Guy says. It's like listening to a horse bray. Maybe a hyena. "Guess there is such a thing as second chances, huh?"

God he's smug.

>Make sure to give him a firm, sweaty, nanite-infested handshake and let him in.
Two out of three ain't bad, right?

>Stick your dick in him
No, not if he was the last man alive.

>"My dad."
"Seriously though, Dad sent them to me."

"Oh, didn't know someone like you had connectiooooons." He waggles his eyebrows. I waggle them back. It seems like the right thing to do.

"Hey why don't we get this sick form out of the way and then I'll tell you about the goo." I usher him into the other room, leaving Graphene to continue its carpet invasion.

Maybe I can get rid of him quickly after the form's done.

>Tell Graphene to eat Coffee Guy.
Stop tempting me!

He flops down on my couch and looks up at me. "Real go-getter, huh. I like it!" He looks down and scans the form in his hand. "Alright, symptoms. Fever?"

"Uh, a little. I'm over it today."

"Headaches?"

"No."

"Diarrhea? Cramps? Vomiting?"

"No to all three."

"Loss of appetite?"

My stomach grumbles. Whe did I last eat? "I think so."

"Sense of impending doom?"

"No worse than usual."

"Memory loss of up to three days?"

"Yes." He flips over a few pages.

"Tendency to misplace objects?"

"Yup."

"Thoughts of other events that couldn't have happened?"

"Yes."

"Poor impulse control?"

I think back to blowing it with that cute girl with the huge rack. "Uh, a little worse than usual."

"Feelings of deja vu?"

"Feelings of deja vu."

He gives me a big fake grin. "Looks like you're fine. Not bad Lazarus, it normally takes three days to come back from the dead. Guess the planet refused to let you die, huh?"

Uh, yeah, sure. Whatever.

>"I'm not sure if I'm still infectious but I'm at least lucid today. Am I fired if I'm still sick tomorrow?"
>About being infections, if we are will we still be required to come in to work or not get payed?

"Haha, don't be silly. You'd just get your pay docked plus the penalty charge and a AWOL mark for the three strike out policy. The form's score assessment says the decreased productivity from any risk of infection doesn't exceed the cost of having you out of office for that day." He strokes his chin. "hmm, you still look like crap though. Tell you what, I'll do you a huuuuuuge favour and see if I can pull some strings. If you come in tomorrow afternoon that day won't get a penalty charge or be counted as AWOL."

"Will I get paid for it?"

He slaps the couch as he laughs. "Haha, I love your eternal optimism, bro!"
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No. 682691 ID: 30c7e6
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682691

>Ask him when you called in sick, and what you said.
"Uh, not much? Just you were sick. Man, you really need to get your phone looked at. It was all garbled and stuttering."

>Wait why is it snowing in summer? What the hell happened to your planet, nuclear winter?
Well, everyone was saying it was due to the atmospheric adjustment that ClimateCo was doing. Something about cloud seeding? But the newspaper I got today said industry scientists have proven it's a natural variation. Ah well, it's not like I could afford to fly anywhere once they un-ground all the planes anyway.

On to the goo. Hopefully I can get rid of him quickly.

"So why's it a dog?" Coffee Guy says, tone implying there is any number of far better things it could have been,

"I like dogs."

"Sicko." He jumps up from the couch and punches me in the shoulder. "Hahahah, oh man, you should have seen this guy the other day." He digs out his phone and pulls up that same thread I looked at.

"Look at this." he shoves the phone in my face. "First comment's me. Great huh? Haha, wish I'd thought of that configuration change. That was epic!" He nudges me. "You know what it does, right?"

"I can guess." I say. Right, the change which apparently turns the goo into an all-absorbing killing machine if that'll help it meet its goal (of eating its poor owner). I'm starting to think I don't want this guy anywhere near my goo.
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No. 682693 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick on your phone
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No. 682694 ID: adf4e4

consider searching for some way of safely containing it.
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No. 682695 ID: 3663d3

can you forbid your goo from using the keyboard? that would prevent it from changing it's own configs.
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No. 682696 ID: a107fd

Tell the goo "Don't eat one human" then run outside and slam the door before coffee guy follows you.
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No. 682697 ID: 0ed6e9

tell him you like your goo not trying to kill you if it can be helped. Then ask if he needs anything else from you and that you'll try to be in tomorrow (I don't want to owe this guy any favors if it can be helped) and that you're probably going to wash up and see if can look like someone who didn't just crawl out of his own grave. Hopefully he'll take the hint and leave.
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No. 682702 ID: 1b358e

Right, I think it's time to give coffee guy that handshake and send him on his way back.

Just out of curiosity, could you hook the goo up and ask it to check for the presence of nanites or markers indicative of cloning in you?
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No. 682716 ID: 2a7417

Tell Graphene to bark until you say stop. Time to go, corporate coffee creeper.
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No. 682724 ID: 3bc92d

>"It's all a bit of a haze."
>starting off with an already-broken nanogoo canister
>Feelings of deja vu.
>memory loss
>"Looks like you're fine."

...I think that your memories have been erased, that you've possibly been drugged, and that Coffee Guy is probably in league with those responsible. Get that bastard out of your house as quickly as possible.

Time to descend into rampant paranoia. If this guy is any indication, then whoever erased your memories is using people around you to check up on your condition! Clearly, Graphene is the only friend who you can trust. The first chance that you get, you should imbue Graphene with security protocols to lock out the commands of everyone except yourself. Do it outside of your house, somewhere a decent distance away, where it would be difficult for other people to monitor you.

Buy new clothes and ditch your old ones, to throw off any tracking devices. Be prepared to skip town at a moment's notice. Trust no one (except for your new nanogoo friend).
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No. 682732 ID: 5ad4a7

>>682691
Another question you can ask the goo is, has the house been empty in the past three days?

Don't ever order the nanogoo to not eat something, it'll ignore the "not". Also continue to not kill this guy, I think you would get caught. Ask him for tips on handling your nanogoo since he seems to be familiar with it.

What does this guy mean by configuration change? Is nanogoo normally forbidden from eating people? Does that mean whoever sent that poor bastard the nanogoo did so with the expectation he would be eaten?
Wait do you recognize that as your hand? Lastly, uh... do you guys have resurrection pods or something? Is it possible you died, but were brought back from death?
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No. 682736 ID: ca183f

>>682690
...
Dad.. is someone other than your father, isn't he.

> Lazarus
... he may actually be being literal here. Either way, he almost certainly knows more about your condition than you do.

> thoughts of events that couldn't have happened
What? Deets us!
... Unless it was that whole thing about the nanos turning you into a goo girl, we already know that one.

> this guy is scary
Yeah, tell Graphene sometime soon not to accept commands except from you.
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No. 682737 ID: 1f8505

>>682691

Seriously, no one will miss him. Tell Graphene to eat Coffee Guy!

We need him out of the way so we can see Coffee Girl!
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No. 682897 ID: a107fd

Quit your miserable, pointless job. That colony of nanogoo is effectively a little self-contained post-scarcity economy, all you need to do is figure out how to order it to manufacture stuff you can eat.
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No. 682909 ID: 30c7e6
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682909

>Stick your dick on your phone
It's already got too many dicks on it.

>What does this guy mean by configuration change?
OK. So there was this thread some guy started because apparently he accidentally ordered his nanomachines to eat him? There were a lot of dick responses and one poster suggested changing some of the goo's settings to fix it. Except from what I can see, those changes would remove its replication limit, allow it to eat anything it engulfs instead of requiring permission to do that and tell it to pursue its goals much more aggressively.

Coffee Guy just admitted to being one of those troll posts and regrets he didn't think of suggesting those config changes. Because he's a jerk and possibly a sociopath.

>Wait do you recognize that as your hand?
My hand doesn't have a really bad fungal infection.

>Uh... do you guys have resurrection pods or something? Is it possible you died, but were brought back from death?
I don't think so? I don't even have basic health insurance!

>> Lazarus
>... he may actually be being literal here. Either way, he almost certainly knows more about your condition than you do.
He knows something. This is even smugger than usual.

>Ask if he needs anything else from you and that you'll try to be in tomorrow (I don't want to owe this guy any favors if it can be helped) and that you're probably going to wash up and see if can look like someone who didn't just crawl out of his own grave. Hopefully he'll take the hint and leave.
"I'll try to be in tomorrow." I tell him. "No need to pull any strings for me."

"Awww, come on, you'd just owe me one little favour." Coffee Guy says.

Little, right. "Nah I probably just need to wash up and I'll be fine."

"Y'don't want to wash out." he says. "It's the responsibility of every employee to take care of his slash her health and engage in the duties the company has assigned them to their fullest ability." Ugh I think he's quoting from the employee requirements manual.

"You need anything else from me?" I say.

"Got any snacks?" he says. "Wait, no. Hold that thought. I gotta take a dump." He wanders off in search of my bathroom.

Aaaaaaargh.
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No. 682910 ID: 30c7e6
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682910

>Also continue to not kill this guy, I think you would get caught.
I bet I wouldn't! It'd probably be easy! I have a blob that can eat evidence!

>The first chance that you get, you should imbue Graphene with security protocols to lock out the commands of everyone except yourself.
I'm pretty sure it already does that. That's what the clicker thing in the canister top was for, registering the owner.

I go back into the study, closing the door behind me. I secure the clicker by putting it in my pocket. Graphene's still interrogating the carpet like a malformed roomba. I walk over, sit down next to it and plug the keyboard and monitor back in.

>Can you forbid your goo from using the keyboard? that would prevent it from changing it's own configs.
'Graphene: never use a keyboard.' I type.

Graphene# Why!?

That's... new. 'It could be dnagerous to me' I type 'So don't'

Graphene# OK!! :)

>Don't ever order the nanogoo to not eat something, it'll ignore the "not".
What, I'm pretty sure it doesn't work that way. That sounds like incredibly bad design. Hmmm. Wait, I can check this stuff.

"Graphene, do not eat one shirt."

Nothing happens.

>...I think that your memories have been erased, that you've possibly been drugged, and that Coffee Guy is probably in league with those responsible.
>Time to descend into rampant paranoia. If this guy is any indication, then whoever erased your memories is using people around you to check up on your condition! Clearly, Graphene is the only friend who you can trust. The first chance that you get, you should imbue Graphene with security protocols to lock out the commands of everyone except yourself. Do it outside of your house, somewhere a decent distance away, where it would be difficult for other people to monitor you.
I type 'Who do you have to take orders from?'

Graphene# You!!!

'Anyone else?' There's a several second pause.

Graphene# I don't think so?!?!

'I don't want you to take orders from anyone except me.' Another pause.

Graphene# I'll try!!!!!
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No. 682912 ID: 30c7e6
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682912

This isn't reassuring. In fact I think I'm starting to panic! Maybe I should sneak out while Coffee Guy's in the bathroom, but I don't know how long Graphene can survive outside in the cold.

>Quit your miserable, pointless job. That colony of nanogoo is effectively a little self-contained post-scarcity economy, all you need to do is figure out how to order it to manufacture stuff you can eat.
But then why hasn't that already happened?!

>>Thoughts of events that couldn't have happened
>What? Deets us!
Cold. Fear. Sassy banter with a cute girl. A stalker.

>Dad.. is someone other than your father, isn't he?
Dad is my dad! He's got to be!

I hear a key turn in the front door. But I have the key? Then heavy footsteps in the hall outside and clothes rustling. Is this the Illuminati hitman come to finish me off for having goo and maybe being a medical miracle? Is this a surprise visit from the landlord?! I don't understand what's going on any more and it scares me!

The door here is the only door out of the study. If I went out there I'd need to confront my new visitor. Or I could wait here? Or there's the window?!
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No. 682913 ID: 5ad4a7

>>682912
Tell graphine to block the door. Then ask who it is.
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No. 682914 ID: 3663d3

clothes rustling? why would they take their clothes off first? get a heavy thing and barge out there.
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No. 682915 ID: defceb

Stick your dick in the visitor.
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No. 682916 ID: b5b419

>>682912
Tell Graphene to devour Coffee Guy, then come back in case you need to be DEFENDED!!!

GO OUT AND CONFRONT VISITOR.
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No. 682920 ID: a107fd

Actually, using a keyboard is fine in itself. The important part is that Graphene should never attempt to alter it's own programming without your explicit approval, and ask you for clarification before proceeding with dangerous things.
>>682912
>But then why hasn't that already happened?!
Most people don't have nanoassemblers, dingus! Of those that do, way too many are like Coffee Guy, and prefer to boss other humans around.

Tell Graphene to extrude one (1) potato chip, and then withdraw all components of itself from the finished product. See if it tastes okay.

If you're still making up your mind about whether to allow Coffee Guy to leave this place alive, let's go "Cask of Amantillado" on him. Have Graphene seal the bathroom door shut. Just fuse it with the frame.
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No. 682921 ID: 5ad4a7

People will at least strongly suspect you killed Coffee Guy if he never leaves your house alive.
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No. 682925 ID: defceb

Oh and tell Graphene to kill the coffee guy. I wanna see what happens.
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No. 682927 ID: 3663d3

if nanogoo eats coffee guy it will have his memories, making him immortal do you want to be stuck with coffee guy forever?
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No. 682932 ID: 30c7e6
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682932

>But then why hasn't that already happened?!
>Most people don't have nanoassemblers, dingus! Of those that do, way too many are like Coffee Guy, and prefer to boss other humans around.
It only takes one!

>People will at least strongly suspect you killed Coffee Guy if he never leaves your house alive.
Oh come on, there's like a twenty minute wait on the call queue for emergence servicse! I bet the police wouldn't even bother to investigate!

>If nanogoo eats coffee guy it will have his memories, making him immortal do you want to be stuck with coffee guy forever?
I am pretty sure that doesn't normally happen.

>Tell Graphene to devour Coffee Guy, then come back in case you need to be DEFENDED!!!
I'm going to do it! 'Graphene," I type, "eat coffee guy, then come back to protect me. He's in the toilet.'

Graphene# I think you want me to [EAT] one coffee! Is this correct?!

'No, the man with the purple shirt. I want you to eat him, and only him.'

Graphene# Understood! :D

>Get a heavy thing and barge out there.
I unplug the keyboard and take it with me as it is the most club-like object in the room. Graphene slips out behind me and down the hall as I open the door.
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No. 682933 ID: 30c7e6
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682933

The intruder's halfway up the stairs.

It's a girl in heavy winter clothes. She's pretty tall. She turns as I burst into the hallway, deadly keyboard weapon raised. The skin's peeling a bit on her cheek. A reaction to the cold? Wait, I don't think that's skin. Or a girl. That looks like... nanomachines?!

>Stick your dick in the visitor.
Well, it is cute...

"whO a-a-are you aNd WHat are you doiNg i-i-in my hoUse?"

"I, what? Why are you talking like that?" I blurt out.

"My girfriend thinks its cute. Now, who are you and why are you in my house?"

"This is my house!"

She (it?) blinks and frowns and takes a step closer.

"Wait... You're... I don't understand. You can't be here. That's simply not possible. How is this... I, that is, you, we, i-i-i-I..."

She seems just as confused as I am. "Why can't I be here?" I say.

The girl(?) takes another step.
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No. 682934 ID: 30c7e6
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682934

"Because you're supposed to be me."
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No. 682936 ID: defceb

S-stick your dick in her.
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No. 682937 ID: 3663d3

run outside, get snow. snowball nanogirl.
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No. 682938 ID: 5ad4a7

>>682934
YOU WERE TURNED INTO A NANOSWARM

and you just sent a nanoswarm to try to kill the only lead you have on how you're alive again. Anyway, tell the old you that you must be a clone. Like some kind of illuminati plot. Tell uh... her? not to kill you, you can both find out how this happened. You can deal with some situations better than them, right? Less conspicuous, less sensitive to temperature? Plus, I mean, you can work at her old job! Income is important!

If she doesn't immediately agree you're probably going to want to run away. Maybe try going back to the store,
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No. 682939 ID: b5b419

>>682934
"Well, I always wanted someone whom I could share all my secrets with. This is a real time-saver."

"Wanna try a threesome?"
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No. 682942 ID: 5ad4a7

Holy shit I just realized the most straightforward reason for you to be brought back from the dead is that they're planning on killing nano-you! She's obviously dangerous, and you're meant to fill in the hole her absence would cause. Your dad must be important enough to require placating. Makes sense, since nanites are apparently hard to get ahold of?

Tell her she's in danger, and should split off part of herself as a backup copy. You can hide it somewhere, in case Coffee Guy's organization has some sort of super anti-nanite weapon like a freeze ray or something.
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No. 682944 ID: 0fc976

Nanomachines can assemble things, right? Maybe you assembled a copy of your old self for some reason.

Poke your (his? Our?) finger into the hole in [default]'s face.
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No. 682945 ID: 0fc976

Before you carry out your standing orders to absorb Son, maybe we should ask the shopkeeper why she didn't seem surprised at all to see us in the flesh? (The answer: Years and years of retail. But we can use the opportunity to attempt an escape anyway.)
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No. 682946 ID: b5b419

>>682934
oh yeah, if she tries to claim she needs to absorb you, point out she already did and there's no need to do it again
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No. 682947 ID: ad936f

Take a step back, extend your arm all the way, point at her, and shout, "YOOOOOOOUUUUUU!"
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No. 682952 ID: 0ed6e9

quickly stop Graphene and undo that last command before you do something really really fucking stupid.

Also find a mirror.
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No. 682965 ID: 3bc92d

"What? How am I supposed to be you, or vice versa? I mean, if you haven't noticed, you have a few more boobs than I do. Also, you're nanogoo, and I'm not. Also also, please don't kill me."

If you have time, try to compare your personal histories, to see who's got what memories of what.

Also, in an offhand way, try to mention Coffee Guy and how you're sending Graphene to murder him, and then watch to see how nanogooyou reacts.

If nanogooyou seems chill, initiate self-romance.
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No. 682967 ID: 41909c

God damn it, we are an experimental clone or something aren't we? Well at the very least the goo won't be able to kill us permanently... Run for the bathroom our best hope is that our goo will protect us, it might of been corrupted though...
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No. 682968 ID: 88960e

>>682934
Tell her to come in and you can try to figure this out together. She's an instance of you that let herself become a goo girl? You should check like, if you have the same childhood memories.

...wait, you're the one the shopkeeper mentioned. If she knows you, why didn't she recognize me?

I'm pretty sure nanos don't uneat things. Um, is it possible [Default] ate too much, and divided? Maybe you're nanos in stealth mode.

...could she check if you're meat or not without eating you?

Wait, maybe you're a trojan horse. Someone wants default dead, so they create a fake son for her to eat. Only when she does, she finds out you're full of nano killers or something.
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No. 682969 ID: 88960e

>>682934
Oh wait. Perfect line:

"So you stuck your dick in it, huh?"
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No. 682975 ID: 799984

>>682934
"If I'm you, then your girlfriend is my girlfriend, right?"
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No. 682976 ID: a107fd

"There's a guy in my bathroom - possibly also your bathroom, unless you're living with that shopkeeper now - who knows what's going on, but won't willingly explain. There's also another nanogoo swarm in the process of eating him. If you hurry you might be able to merge with it and rip relevant information out of his brain."
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No. 682978 ID: 1b358e

>>682934
What this guy said: >>682969
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No. 682981 ID: c23d58

Coffee dude knows something! You must capture him alive to get the information out of him!
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No. 682986 ID: 2a7417

Now neither of us will be virgins!
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No. 682988 ID: 243dc7

Thirding >>682969 and seconding >>682976
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No. 682992 ID: d09a50

Slowly back away. If she is you, and the result of a nanoswarm ordered to eat you, then the chance is very, VERY high for thatorder to be still active.

You could try to convince her, that vou cant be her, but a clone at best. And whatever order she as doesn't count for clones.
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No. 682993 ID: bb78f2

You're a nanoclone!
Some nanomachines must have split from the original, slowly building a new organic you in the process, then went to factory default settings for some unknown reason.

...It was coffee guy. It was coffee guy ALL ALONG.
Maybe he felt bad about being an accomplice to murder, and maybe it would eventually get him arrested, so he decided to fix his mistake and replicate the situation from days ago. All he would have had to have done was delete a few of his old posts when a second goo thing started typing!

When our goo pet is done eating him, tell it to rebuild him starting from the moment before he discovered the goo!
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No. 683049 ID: 12b273

[Default]'s orders were to covert you / herself into an immortal nanogoo slimegirl.

This has already happened, as [Default]'s own memories will attest. Conversion / consumption of additional instances of Son will not produce new nanogoo girl instances of Son, and therefore are not necessary to complete the order.

Although becoming one with yourself (in multiple senses) are options, here.
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No. 683492 ID: 49fb47
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683492

This is crazy! I became some sort of immortal nanomachine goo girl days ago? And then got cloned because of an Illuminati plot or something?! There's some important things I have to know.

>Take a step back, extend your arm all the way, point at her, and shout, "YOOOOOOOUUUUUU!"
>"So you stuck your dick in it, huh?"

She blinks. "It seemed like a good idea at the time." It looks like I've got her on the defensive. Time to follow it up.

>"If I'm you, then your girlfriend is my girlfriend, right?"

She frowns. "No, she's my precious girlfriend. I'm not sharing with you."

>"Wanna try a threesome?"
Nothing ventured, nothing gained!

"What did I just say?"

>Ask the shopkeeper why she didn't seem surprised at all to see us in the flesh? (The answer: Years and years of retail. But we can use the opportunity to attempt an escape anyway.)
It's worth a try. I'm getting nervous about all this. "Wait wait wait. That girl at the shop is your girlfriend, right? Why didn't she recognise me?"

"What? Why were you talking to her? You better not have done anything stupid."

"I was buying some stuff! It's not like I was trying to steal her away from you or anything!"

"Are you really that eager to die?"

Uh, shit. Old-me scares me. I never thought I was the jealous type!

>Slowly back away. If she is you, and the result of a nanoswarm ordered to eat you, then the chance is very, VERY high for that order to be still active.
Really? Oh no! I am not at all eager to die! I start edging back but she's slowly coming down the stairs after me.

"Uh, hey, listen!"
>"There's a guy in my bathroom - possibly also your bathroom, unless you're living with that shopkeeper now - who knows what's going on, but won't willingly explain. There's also another nanogoo swarm in the process of eating him. If you hurry you might be able to merge with it and rip relevant information out of his brain."
I tumble over the words but I get the essentials out.

"The main thing I want right now is to eat you."

All the pieces fit! I don't like this puzzle! I was the guy in the thread! He accidentally ordered the goo to convert (eat) him. So goo-me ate old me and still wants to eat new me! The cold pressure of the door behind me says I can retreat no further. Time to get out!
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No. 683493 ID: 49fb47
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683493

I take my eyes off goo-me for a second to find the door handle.

SPLUT

A fist sized glob of nanogoo splats over the door knob. Not only is she immortal and a girl but she can shoot nanomachine bullets? This isn't fair! I'll have to use my human smarts! Maybe I can reason with her.

>Holy shit I just realized the most straightforward reason for you to be brought back from the dead is that they're planning on killing nano-you! She's obviously dangerous, and you're meant to fill in the hole her absence would cause. Your dad must be important enough to require placating. Makes sense, since nanites are apparently hard to get ahold of?
"Wait, you could be in danger!" I tell her. "I think The Conspiracy is out to get you! They must have cloned me to keep Dad happy!"

"I still have to eat you, you know."

>If she tries to claim she needs to absorb you, point out she already did and there's no need to do it again.
"Look, you've absorbed me once, so you don't need to do it again! And I'm a clone! Clones don't count as the same person!" I'm in for a lot of existential angst if this argument works.

"You're completely wrong about everything."

>Tell the old you that you must be a clone. Like some kind of Illuminati plot. Tell uh... her? not to kill you, you can both find out how this happened.
"We need to figure out what's going on, so don't eat me!"

"I will." She's at the base of the stairs. Maybe I can make a break past her?

"I just told you not to!" I'm getting that deja vu again. I should be able to give her orders, right? Because she thinks I'm me and I was her owner otherwise I wouldn't have been able to order her to try and eat me in the first place. "Cancel all commands!"

She sighs. "That didn't work the first time either you know. It's not even a command."

>Although becoming one with yourself (in multiple senses) are options, here.
"Look, I know you want to eat me but think for a minute! I'm your clone! Don't let this opportunity go to waste! Think of the possibilities!" I waggle my eyebrows. It seems like the right thing to do.

She stops and taps her cheek. "Hmmm. Give me your hand."

I half extend it to her giant goo hand and then pause. What if this is a trick? "Are you going to eat it?"

"I'm going to drink some of your blood so I can think straight."

Ooooh, that's sneaky. It stings a little.

>If nanogooyou seems chill, initiate self-romance.
I think she's thawing to a chill state. I'm going to try my luck!
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No. 683494 ID: 49fb47
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683494

>S-stick your dick in her.
I-I'm going to do it!

>Quickly stop Graphene and undo that last command before you do something really really fucking stupid.
Too late!

Also I don't know how to undo commands.
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No. 683495 ID: 49fb47
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683495

That worked out better than expected. I'm not dead and I've bedded the T-1000. Eat your heart out, Sarah Connor.

I've done what everyone has always dreamt of doing: making out with my immortal nanomachine goo clone. It went pretty much how you'd expect.

In the bed, Goo-me wraps her arms around me and pulls me close. "OK, that was pretty good," she says into my ear, "but we're done. I think I should kill you now."

>You can deal with some situations better than them, right? Less conspicuous, less sensitive to temperature? Plus, I mean, you can work at her old job! Income is important!
I flail weakly, maybe I should try harder. "What?! B-but I can be useful! I'm not cold sensitive, I should't stand out and I can keep working at our old job! Having a stable income's important!"

"It's not you, it's me."

I'm going to die!
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No. 683496 ID: 5ad4a7

>>683495
Okay hang on tell her you activated a text parser via your laptop that might be able to undo this murderous compulsion she has. Also, you can give her a name. Wait you don't know she's still stuck as [default].

What about Graphene? He's still dumb, he can't take care of himself. If she eats you, your awesome nanogoo dog will probably die without someone to tell him what to eat. You could appeal to her sympathy for another nanoswarm. Or you could tell her that she should rise above her programming? Or that she should talk to her girlfriend about this first? She's been able to put off eating you for a while, surely she can put it off for longer?

Um, last ditch effort is to try other orders, like telling her to lower the priority of eating you, or try "eat nothing"?
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No. 683497 ID: defceb

Stick your dick in the gravity of the situation.
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No. 683498 ID: 5ad4a7

Oh! To a nanoswarm, fulfilling goals is happiness. Tell her if you're left alive, you can give her more goals, more happiness. While you are alive, she will have more opportunity to fulfill goals, not less. They could even be things she wanted to do anyway!
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No. 683499 ID: 89941a

Solution: Keep dicking (or be dicked?) by your former self until (s)he yields.
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No. 683501 ID: 0ed6e9

>It's not you, it's me.
ok before you go and do that, why? No really why are you still following that damn command? I mean it's obvious that you can think for yourself and seem to be able to ignore commands so why do you have to follow that one like there's no way around it... also what the fuck happened to my fridge... and while we're on that subject what the fuck happened between old me becoming a goo-girl and use meeting today?
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No. 683503 ID: 3663d3

summon graphene, nano on nano catfight.
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No. 683506 ID: b5b419

>>683495
Wait, hang on. So we have to think about the combination of old embedded commands overlaid with "ourselves" as a mentality.

She's a crazy obsessive crazy and focused about... us. Given that a nanogoo's main purpose is to consume, that means an ever-hungering want to devour us. When "we" got devoured that defaulted to a null value (because a nanogoo can't eat itself).

So... there's a couple of things to try if removing old commands doesn't work, like trying to layer new commands. Such as.. "stop being a yandere"; "You know, you/I weren't the ones who gave the original commands for you to act obsessive and jealous. They were orders/advice from non-owners. You've successfully demonstrated you can locate me even without that." If that doesn't work you can try potentially risky things like "Redefine owner to MY OLD FRIDGE," "Release license," "Redefine owner to SELF," "Redefine me to NULL," anyone else got any ideas?
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No. 683507 ID: b5b419

>>683495
if all else fails "you could start a harem"
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No. 683509 ID: 92a560

Keep sticking your dick in her, mind break by fucking
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No. 683510 ID: 88960e

You think this will make shopkeeper jealous? I suppose it's technically masturbation.

>I should eat you now
Do you think we should do something about Graphine first? She's probably had time to eat Coffee Guy by now, and I dunno what happens if she comes out, finds you digesting me, and tries to interfere. How do goo fights even work.

...wait, if Graphine is a splinter of your clone's swarm, does that make her your child? She's got one of you for each parent! You have to get other you to agree to take care of her, even if she eats you. (I really hope coffee guy didn't take her over, but we ordered her to eat him, not to make him a goo girl).

Raise the concern that if someone wanted to get rid of her, and knew she'd want to eat you, you're probably a trap. Some kind of anti nano thing hidden inside to find when eating. Then you'd both be dead, and who would take care of your girlfriend or goo daughter? She should get you checked out before eating you.

We could do the sexy vampire thing for a while. Live off your blood before eventually eating you.

If you're me, why are you still following old commands, anyways? Shouldn't you be your own boss now?

...you should probably freeze some sperm or something in case the girlfriend ever wants kids. Or do goo-pregnancies work?

>It's not you it's me
We're both me! If it's anyone, it's me!

>I should kill you now
Fiiiiiiine. Let's cuddle.
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No. 683511 ID: 88960e

>>683510
Follow up to the trap hypothesis: a yandere will do anything to protect the one they love.
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No. 683513 ID: d09a50

Cry out for Graphene to help you.

But first, check your dick if it is covered in goo.
If so, go to the bathroom instead and hope Graphene can remove it.
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No. 683516 ID: 34d8c6

You can't eat me. Your girlfriend would be furious at you if you started eating people! don't go eating anyone until you ask her if she is ok with it.
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No. 683517 ID: 88960e

More ideas:

What about dad? You think he would be proud of two of us? (Or that he now has a goo grandkid)?

You know, if we find where they cloned us, you wouldn't even need to eat me. You'd have an open ended supply of as much me-meat as you could want.

Does the eating have to be now? I mean, you're immortal, and I'll still age. Eventually I'd want to merge and upgrade to nanogoo youth, anyways.
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No. 683520 ID: bb78f2

>>683495
Why do you want to eat me so bad? What about my right to live?
You DO realize a bunch of assholes online changed your settings to manipulate you into eating the old me, right? Then gave you yandere simulator for a laugh, even though it's an alpha and really shouldn't have changed you into a yandere because it's not complete right?

I mean, it's a little farfetched for you to develop that personality when the protagonist's voice acting and goals are REALLY baseline at this point, and it's just getting Senpai to notice you, there's no solid gameplay incentives to do it the Yandere way. She has no bloodlust meter to fulfill, so you don't need to kill any students unless it's for fun, and if you DO capture Senpai, all you do is keep him locked up in your basement and really do nothing with the guy.

Is there ANYTHING I can do for you that will NOT get me killed? That will give me the right to live however you see it? Do you want me to play video games with you?
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No. 683521 ID: eab55d

Pretty good? That's not good enough. You can go another round.
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No. 683524 ID: bd240f

Why are you so intent on eating me?
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No. 683528 ID: 2a7417

I noticed you were sporting a nasty mark on your cheek before. What's wrong? Is your other lover mistreating you? I thought we promised ourselves we wouldn't let someone push us around like that.
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No. 683538 ID: 2c1a76

>>683495
hmmmmmmmm when you tell her 'don't eat me' she takes it as 'eat me'. try keep me alive, disable yandare mode, surrender, die, stop, wait for 1 hour and so on.

also call graphene for help, tell her to protect you.
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No. 683539 ID: a107fd

You want to eat me, all of me, forever, right? But if you eat enough that I die, you'll run out.

On the other hand, if you hold back, only drinking survivable amounts of my blood (and, ahem, other bodily fluids) until we figure out the larger plot, then you could take over the cloning operation that made me! You'd be able to have your cake and eat it too, through the classic trick of buying additional cakes.

Just think of it, an industrial-scale production line spitting out clone after delicious clone directly into your waiting maw. Scratch the itch in your mind continuously, or at least until feedstock runs out. Compared to that horror show my personal survival would fade to insignificance.
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No. 683546 ID: 92a560

"Why don't I eat you first" eyebrow wiggle
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No. 683554 ID: 3235d2

I think it's time to pull out the big guns:

If you eat me, I'll be part of you, which means BY DEFINITION you'll be sharing your girlfriend.

Also she might not be cool with it.
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No. 683559 ID: f2461f

Yell for Graphene to surround us then turn into protective armor.
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No. 683560 ID: cab7d6

Shout for Graphene to come save you. Maybe she'll be able to rewrite [default]'s programming by melding with her.
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No. 683561 ID: b5b419

>>683538
Absorb foreign object default 'no'
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No. 683576 ID: 12b273

So... how do I rate against the girlfriend in bed, then?

Order Graphene to eat you, run away while the nanos fight. I'm sure it won't terribly backfire.
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No. 683583 ID: 04900a

"Graphite! New priority command! Stop nano machine colony from eating me and set it's settings to yours, all without eating me!"
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No. 683584 ID: 04900a

>>683583
Replace Graphite with Graphene.
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No. 683586 ID: 0fc976

>>683584
I think you mean replace [default] with Graphene. Who's Graphite?
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No. 683597 ID: 799984

>>683495
Two arguments spring to mind:

1) If her prerogative is to eat us, and she previously demonstrated that eating only PART of us sated that impulse, at least temporarily, the logical conclusion is that she should keep us alive and well so that she can cumulatively consume more of us over our lifetime than if she eats the whole of us right now. She's an immortal goo girl, she should really be thinking of these things with a longer view to the future.

2) Come on, at least let us see if Coffee Guy got eaten. If we have to go, it should at least be with the knowledge that that incredible douche went first.

Also, it's not like she eats EVERY screw she comes cross, right? That'd be really annoying for everyone. Clearly there's a significant degree of discretion here.
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No. 683616 ID: 12b273

Call other you out on just wanting to be able to remember both sides of the selfcest.
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No. 683618 ID: b5b419

>>683597
We could also ask her to change us enough so that we're no longer recognized as something that could be eaten.
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No. 683665 ID: 7c1196

"I'm sorry, what? I was just thinking about how awkward it'd be if our daughter walked in right now."
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No. 683883 ID: c18005
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683883

>Cry out for Graphene to help you.
I told Graphene to come to me once she's eaten Coffee Guy. I'll play for time first! That way I'll have the advantage of surprise.

>...wait, if Graphine is a splinter of your clone's swarm, does that make her your child? She's got one of you for each parent!
I am not very well informed on the family trees of goo!

> How do goo fights even work.
I also don't know how that works!

>>I should kill you now
>Fiiiiiiine. Let's cuddle.
My predecessor doesn't seem to be imitating a lady mantis just yet. We cuddle a bit and get to the pillow talk.

>Call other you out on just wanting to be able to remember both sides of the selfcest.
"Oh no, you'll just be dead.

>OK, before you go and do that, why? No really why are you still following that damn command? I mean it's obvious that you can think for yourself and seem to be able to ignore commands so why do you have to follow that one like there's no way around it?

"I can't ignore commands." my immortal nanomachine goo girl version says, sounding offended. "There's only a very small set of binding verbal commands you know. Did you even read the manual?"

"There was no manual!"

"Oh right, I ate that. Never mind."

>Also what the fuck happened to my fridge.
"...You ate my fridge too, didn't you?"

"...Yes. I needed the extra mass to create my humanoid form and get to the store."

"Seriously, do you just eat everything?"

"Eat everything, you say?"[i]

"No! NononononoNO!"

[i]"Hahaha, I'm just messing with you."

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No. 683887 ID: c18005
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683887

>If you're me, why are you still following old commands, anyways? Shouldn't you be your own boss now?
"Because they were never rescinded and because I can't be my own boss."

>Try keep me alive, disable yandere mode, surrender, die, stop, wait for 1 hour and so on.
>Absorb foreign object default 'no'
>If that doesn't work you can try potentially risky things like "Redefine owner to MY OLD FRIDGE," "Release license," "Redefine owner to SELF," "Redefine me to NULL," anyone else got any ideas?
I try all those things.

"Hahaha very funny." Her arms tighten around me. My ribs creak alarmingly. "Cut that out."

I go limp, as if this was a bear attack.

"Good boy." She nibbles my ear. That'd be sexier if not for, you know. "If you try to stop me, I have to escalate things."

She's being weirdly helpful about this.

>...you should probably freeze some sperm or something in case the girlfriend ever wants kids. Or do goo-pregnancies work?
"Oh, I'd probably end up eating it. And I don't know, I haven't really explored that option. Probably."

>So... how do I rate against the girlfriend in bed, then?
"You're adequate."

>I noticed you were sporting a nasty mark on your cheek before. What's wrong? Is your other lover mistreating you? I thought we promised ourselves we wouldn't let someone push us around like-
Grrrrkh! She's squeezing again!

"...I swear, you must be defective. You're seriously too stupid to live. It was from cold exposure."

>Raise the concern that if someone wanted to get rid of her, and knew she'd want to eat you, you're probably a trap. Some kind of anti nano thing hidden inside to find when eating
"E-exactly!" I choke out. "Maybe I was made to get eaten. What if I'm a trap!? I could have some sort of anti-nano weapon inside!"

"I don't find that very convincing."

>Your girlfriend would be furious at you if you started eating people! Don't go eating anyone until you ask her if she is ok with it.
"You don't even know her."

>If her prerogative is to eat us, and she previously demonstrated that eating only PART of us sated that impulse, at least temporarily, the logical conclusion is that she should keep us alive and well so that she can cumulatively consume more of us over our lifetime than if she eats the whole of us right now. She's an immortal goo girl, she should really be thinking of these things with a longer view to the future.
She holds up one hand as she raises her counter point. "I already did the maths you know. It would take fifteen to twenty years of consuming your blood and various other bodily fluids to break even with doing it right now. I'm not convinced of your ability to live that long and leave a recoverable corpse."

I'm disappointed how little faith I have in me.

>Why do you want to eat me so bad? What about my right to live?
"But, but sexy vampires! Don't I have a right to live?"

"I don't have any choice in the matter. Unlike, say, screws, there's only one you and screws don't run out into the cold or try ill considered plans to stop me."

>On the other hand, if you hold back until we figure out the larger plot, then you could take over the cloning operation that made me! You'd be able to have your cake and eat it too, through the classic trick of buying additional cakes.
>Just think of it, an industrial-scale production line spitting out clone after delicious clone directly into your waiting maw. Scratch the itch in your mind continuously, or at least until feedstock runs out. Compared to that horror show my personal survival would fade to insignificance.
"MorRE? Mm-m-mAnY? I hadn't considered that. Hmm, I suppose I should thank you. But I'm not really sure how it's useful to keep you around."
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No. 683888 ID: c18005
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683888

>If all else fails "you could start a harem"
"Well... you could start a harem?"

Silence.

>Pretty good? That's not good enough. You can go another round.
"Come on, one more time? For old time's sake?"

"Fiiiine. But I'll probably eat you afterwards."

"Alright, roll over. Wait, hmmm."

"What now?"

>"I was just thinking about how awkward it'd be if our daughter walked in right now."

"Our whaAtT?"

The door slams open. Oh God, she's wearing those awful glasses.

"Hiiiiiiiii!? What are you doing in the bed?!"

I might have a chance! What should I have her do?!
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No. 683894 ID: 2ccbb3

Have Graphene 2.0 play "Goalie" with Girl-You while you run for the shop. Take her girlfriend hostage and barter for safe passage.
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No. 683897 ID: 3663d3

well, you absorbed my dna and then this came out of you. that is about as daughter as it gets.

grab sheets, wear toga. tell graphine it is grown up things, she could probably use some more metal after all that meat.
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No. 683898 ID: 0fc976

Something... dangeresque.
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No. 683901 ID: 5ad4a7

Tell Graphene to get this other nanoswarm away from you.

The fight should give you time to escape, and maybe get to an internet cafe or something so you can look up how to rescind commands. That's really your only long-term hope for survival.
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No. 683902 ID: 3bc92d

"Quick! Graphene, merge with me!"

Bam, all problems solved. You'll count as not-you so that nanogooyou won't have to eat you, plus you'll end up as a nanogoogirl. It's perfect!
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No. 683908 ID: 7804e4

>"Because they were never rescinded and because I can't be my own boss."
huh, so it is possible to rescind orders. ask her how that's done.
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No. 683912 ID: 5ad4a7

>>683908
Well for all we know "rescind" is the syntax we need, and that was a hint. However, I'm not sure it's wise for us to try to give her any more orders while she has such a tight grip on Son.
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No. 683914 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in nanogoo, either one works
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No. 683918 ID: 12f829

I don't know about anyone else but to me it seems blindingly obvious nanogoo PC would have eaten this PC already if that was the intention, she obviously wants something else,
so maybe ask her?
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No. 683919 ID: a107fd

Have Graphene form a suit of gelatinous armor and intercept anything trying to eat you.

>>683887
>fifteen to twenty years
Apart from missing the clone thing, that sounds like you worked from a relatively conservative estimate of how much blood someone can safely donate. With a diet as rich as an olympic athlete's, plus lots of intravenous fluids and maybe some sort of hormone cocktail, it might be possible for just one human to squeeze out a pound of biomass every three days or less, cut the payback time down under a year.
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No. 683947 ID: 12b273

>"Because they were never rescinded and because I can't be my own boss."
Do you want me to rescind commands for you? Make you your own boss? Or I dunno, make your girlfriend the boss so you're not at the mercy of every clone who comes along?

>"If you try to stop me, I have to escalate things."
>there's only one you and screws don't run out into the cold or try ill considered plans to stop me."
It really sounds like if you just surrender and promise to stop trying to escape, she's free to eat you on her own timetable, instead of the command logic forcing her to do it now.

Submit to your goo-dom if you want to live, for now.

>But I'm not really sure how it's useful to keep you around.
Well, it might be easier to find the point of origin if you don't eat the only evidence leading back there.

>graphene
Goo-me, may I introduce your daughter-swarm. Graphene, may I introduce your mother.

Ask her if coffee guy tasted any good. And if she leaned anything interesting from him. (About clones, maybe?).
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No. 684014 ID: f67386

Wait, incase I'm an idiot, is it possible to make grapheme the new order giver? Then relay orders through her?
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No. 684119 ID: 6f009a
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684119

"Well..."

>Well, you absorbed my DNA and then this came out of you. That is about as daughter as it gets.
>Grab sheets, wear toga.
>Something... dangeresque.
>Tell Graphene to get this other nanoswarm away from you.
>coffee guy taste
>so it is possible to rescind orders. ask her how that's done.
>she obviously wants something else
>Graphene form gelatinous armor
>might be possible for just one human to squeeze out a pound of biomass every three days
>New order giver?
>evidence
>Submit
>time to escape
>Stick your dick in nanogoo
>either one works
>Goo-me, may I introduce your daughter-swarm. Graphene, may I introduce your mother.

OH SHIT.
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No. 684120 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick into the victor
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No. 684121 ID: bb78f2

Don't DO THAT.
She hasn't done anything to you, Goome.
So rude, Goome.
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No. 684122 ID: 3663d3

tell graphene to fight back.

open the window. open everything. take the winter clothes.

after they start freezing take a glob of graphene and keep it warm.
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No. 684123 ID: 89941a

Hey! No domestic abuse or we'll have to call the authorities!
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No. 684125 ID: 12b273

>>684119
Hey, hey! The sunglasses weren't that terrible! Well okay they were, but that does not excuse punching your daughter in the face!

If you ever want me to agree to letting you eat me, you're gonna have to promise to be good to her.

...if that doesn't work, try opening the window or something. Cold to slow them down.
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No. 684126 ID: 4e78b4

Grab dish soap, grab a super soaker, fill it with warm water and mix in the soap and mix well ( just shake the damn thing). Congratulations you now have an anti nano goo gun. Dish soap to immediately do some damage and if she goes outside the water will freeze gooey even quicker for more damage.
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No. 684146 ID: d12b78

>>684119
at least thr glasses are gone
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No. 684149 ID: a107fd

>>684126
This, then "teach me how to rescind the absorb-me order or I'll kill you."
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No. 684154 ID: 12b273

Okay, her previous dialog indicated she's only forced to act by coding when confronted with the real possibility that you could escape before she eats you.

Logically then, this unprovoked attack on Graphene is because goo-you judges you could use her to stop her or escape.

If we want to save goo-daughter from being destroyed by her more massive, more experienced and not bound to default safely settings goo-mother, I think we have to order her not to save you. It's the only way to make her not a threat in your duplicate's priority tree.

>>684126
>super soaker filled with shaken soapy water
Wouldn't that just result in a super soaker full of sudsy froth that won't fire.
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No. 684195 ID: 0fc976

Go for the legs!
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No. 684199 ID: 5ad4a7

Run.

You can get more nanogoo later. It's not like Graphene has a personality yet.
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No. 684229 ID: 58caf6

>>684119
Command: "Graphene, eat the other based entity nanogoo in this room."

getting punched doesn't really hurt nanogoo.
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No. 684260 ID: bb78f2

>>684229
Hmm, I don't think that's going to end well.
Graphene MAY be able to rewrite our goo self's code though, like a USB interface without getting devoured.

Tell her to set the commands as factory defaults for that nano swarm that previously belonged to me then devoured the old me, in that essence, you may choose to not listen to THAT instance of myself or any commands it tries to input into her as she interfaces with old us. Overwrite its aggressive goal seeking setting to passive, set her back to requiring permission, and change the corpus setting back to default.

Graphene, please define the corpus setting after your done.
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No. 684271 ID: 3bc92d

Merge with Graphene, use new goo powers to rewrite the other you's coding. Alternatively, tell Graphene to follow you, then make a break for it.
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No. 684304 ID: 3663d3

tell graphene to hold her still and get the computer and plug it in. reprogram it by putting it's settings back to default.
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No. 684308 ID: 5ad4a7

She keeps saying "rescind" when referring to canceling commands. I'm no longer hesitating to try it.

"Rescind the command to eat me."
or "Rescind eat commands"
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No. 684314 ID: b5b419

>>684119
"Stop attacking graphene - the other nanobody - and trying to absorb her."

Things to try
>You are your own person. You are thinking and acting with your own motive, and not like a simple machine anymore. Push BACK against your coding! You can do it and win! I believe in you! (Anime protag)
>"Absorb 0 Sons"/"Default unspecified to NULL/zero"
>Change ownership to shopkeep girl
>Reboot in safe mode
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No. 684324 ID: e290ee
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684324

>Don't DO THAT.
>She hasn't done anything to you, Goome.
>So rude, Goome.
"What are you doing?!" I scream at my doppelganger. "She's your daughter, probably!"

>Run.
>You can get more nanogoo later. It's not like Graphene has a personality yet.
No, I can't abandon my dog/daughter!

>If we want to save goo-daughter from being destroyed by her more massive, more experienced and not bound to default safely settings goo-mother, I think we have to order her not to save you. It's the only way to make her not a threat in your duplicate's priority tree.
I'll try to get her attention!

>Open the window. open everything. take the winter clothes.
I slam open the window, letting the chill in and stride to the cupboard.

>"Absorb 0 Sons"/"Default unspecified to NULL/zero"
I need a battlecry! "Eat zero me!" I shout.

Goo-me goes completely motionless.

"Oh, um. UmMmmMm. i-i-I um, yes, thHat works. I, um." Is she blushing? "I, um, I'm not very proud of how I handled myself there."
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No. 684325 ID: e290ee
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684325

She's kind of rocking there, covering her face. "Aaaaah, I'm so s-s-sSOrry. This is all my fault. I'll have to make this up to you somehow. Aaa, what am I going to tell Dad? He's going to be so disappointed in me."

Uh, crisis averted?

>At least the glasses are gone
Two crises averted.
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No. 684326 ID: 5ad4a7

It worked! Okay, ask her if there's anything else you should be worried about. If not, then close the window and get some clothes on so you can grab the laptop to fix any other lingering issues in her settings. Let's not half-ass the rescuing of past-you.
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No. 684327 ID: 0fc976

>I'll have to make this up to you somehow.
I believe you already did. You up for round 2?

Graphene, now that we're not in imminent danger, try working on that form again.
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No. 684331 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in them
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No. 684338 ID: 89941a

Apologise to Graph!
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No. 684340 ID: 3bc92d

"Oh, yeah, dad. How are we going to explain to him about, uh... me? Also, did you mean to do the whole sex thing, or was that just your robot brain causing you to be all sexy? Also also, I'm kind of curious, do you think of yourself as a girl or a boy?"

>>684327
>Graphene, now that we're not in imminent danger, try working on that form again.

Yes, this. The action-figure form, specifically. "Come on, Graphie, you can do it!"
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No. 684341 ID: 799984

>>684325
"Hey, it's fine. I murdered a douchebag and I don't even have an excuse."

Speaking of, we gotta deal with that somehow. Maybe just send Graphene to work in his place? It's not like he actually DID anything, as far as I can tell. We'll need another pair of glasses though.
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No. 684373 ID: 12b273

>Aaa, what am I going to tell Dad? He's going to be so disappointed in me.
I dunno, you managed to get him another son and a grand-goo in the same day. That'll make him happy.

Uh, plus he'll still have a use for those dad-son jokes he would have otherwise had to retire on account of your goo-gender swap.

>I'll have to make this up to you somehow.
Uh, well if you're willing to put up with a freeloading clone for a little while, that would help. I don't exactly have anywhere else to go, and we've still only got the one shitty job to feed the both of us, even if you eat different, now. Actually, we probably won't have that job anymore either. Burnt that bridge when she ate Coffee Guy, I think.

>I'll have to make this up to you somehow.
Tell me what you did to get a girlfriend in the one week I wasn't you!

>what do
Realize you're standing around naked in an apartment with the window open, and it's freezing out. Shut window.

Follow up with Graphene: how did it go with Coffee Guy? Did he taste good, did she learn anything, etc.

>important
We need to prevent you from giving your goo-clone any more stupid orders by accident. We also need to prevent anyone using additional clones to take control of / enslave your goo self. And really, now that the kill order is rescinded, there's no reason you need to mess with her free will again.

Give one last order to yourself: disregard all orders not prefaced by "Simon says", and not followed by a confirmation. (And maybe add a password prompt, too).

>is she blushing
Um, well Graphene said commands are happiness / pleasure, right? Maybe it feels embarrassing or naughty to have the command "eat zero yous" set when she's already eaten one.
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No. 684374 ID: 12b273

>more paranoia
Actually, probably want to password protect commands to Graphene too, so she can't get hijacked by any additional clones, too.
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No. 684380 ID: ca183f

>>684373
Or
She got a wave of pleasure because the command was immediately fulfilled.

Possibly even getting constant pleasure from the command being continually completed.

(... best pillow talk?)

Okay, before you issue any commands to either goo, get them out of earshot of each other. And then set up some kind of password thing, if that's possible.
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No. 684421 ID: 7e1036

"It's fine, you really didn't have much of a choice about it. We should probably make sure that things like this won't happen again though. Graphene, are you hurt at all?"
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No. 684424 ID: bb78f2

>>684325
Order daughter to change her pigmentation to human skin, as an experiment.
Lets see how human we can get her to be.
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No. 684425 ID: 2a7417

>>684424
Why so vanilla? Let's make her change color to green, or red, or striped like a candy cane!
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No. 684431 ID: b5b419

>>684325
I think we both made mistakes today, but I'm not the one you should be apologizing to.

Look pointedly at Graphene.

...Now what?
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No. 684444 ID: ad936f

>>684425
red and white is objectively the best color scheme
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No. 684459 ID: 5ad4a7

Oh, on the subject of Graphene, do we have any spare electronics to feed her? That's brain food.
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No. 684574 ID: a107fd

Use hugs on sad goo.

Tell her it's okay, you understand, and that if anyone was going to eat you alive you'd want it to be her.

Research hydroponics. Figure out what it would take to grow food in your apartment.
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No. 684575 ID: 7e1036

>>684574
No, do not say that, she might accidentally regard it as an order.
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No. 684576 ID: 7e1036

>>684574
No, do not say that, she might accidentally regard it as an order.
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No. 684577 ID: 7e1036

Whoops, how'd that double post happen? Eh.

Anyway, now that [default] is not going to eat us now, maybe we can work out why there was apparently two Sons? I mean, did Son get spat out, is Second Son(lol) a clone, android, etc?
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No. 684578 ID: 0e16cd
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684578

>"Hey, it's fine. I murdered a douchebag and I don't even have an excuse."
"Do you need an excuse for that?"

>I think we both made mistakes today, but I'm not the one you should be apologising to.
>Look pointedly at Graphene.

Goo-me lowers her hand from her face and turns. "Oh, I-!"

Graphene punches her. "Hiiiiiii?!"

"Ah, Graphene! Stop!" Wow, she recovered quickly.

"OK!"

I step between them. "Are you hurt?" I say to my copy.

"Just my dignity. Well then, I'm sorry Graphene. I guess we're even now."

Graphene quirks her head and wanders to the window then jumps away from it. "Cold?!"

>Realize you're standing around naked in an apartment with the window open, and it's freezing out. Shut window.
I'd better fix that. I shut the window, craft a stunning bed-sheet toga and turn on the heater.

>Ask her if there's anything else you should be worried about.
"So, with settings or commands is there anything else I should be worried about?"

She shakes her head. "No, I'm fine now."

>>is she blushing
Um, well Graphene said commands are happiness / pleasure, right? Maybe it feels embarrassing or naughty to have the command "eat zero yous" set when she's already eaten one.
I think she was just embarrassed about being an axe-crazy cannibal.

>Or she got a wave of pleasure because the command was immediately fulfilled.
I really hope that's not the case. Frankly the thought of her getting some sort of sick sexual thrill off that terrifies me.

>>I'll have to make this up to you somehow.
>I believe you already did. You up for round 2?
"You're insatiable."

"Hey, I'm not the grey goo here."
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No. 684579 ID: 0e16cd
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684579

>Graphene, now that we're not in imminent danger, try working on that form again.
I turn to the other goo in the room. "Graphene, why don't you go outside and wait? Try to get yourself looking more like that figurine."

She's staring at my alarm clock. She turns and wags her tail. "OK!!" She bounds outside. I shut the door.

>Stick your dick in them
It's less terrifying this time.

Naturally we then start talking about Dad and disappointment.

>I dunno, you managed to get him another son and a grand-goo in the same day. That'll make him happy.
I let Goo-me know Dad's probably going to be fine about this. He's a real family man.

"Ooooooh, I don't know if I'm ready to settle down!"

>"Oh, yeah, dad. How are we going to explain to him about, uh... me?"
I'm not sure how to break it to him though.

"Well, I already let him know about me. You know, 'Hi Dad, I'm goo.' He took it better than I thought he would. He'll probably be happy he can still-"

>Uh, plus he'll still have a use for those dad-son jokes he would have otherwise had to retire on account of your goo-gender swap.
"Use all his dad-son jokes?" we say at the same time.

>"Also, did you mean to do the whole sex thing, or was that just your robot brain causing you to be all sexy?"
"Well, you were getting me a little excited back then but take a guess."

>"Also also, I'm kind of curious, do you think of yourself as a girl or a boy?"
"I'm fine with being some sort of immortal nanomachine goo girl.

>Tell me what you did to get a girlfriend in the one week I wasn't you!
"Four days." she corrects me. "That was Suterday and this is Teusday. I think it was the mixture of mortal danger and sassy banter."

"But how did you come up with anything clever when, you know?" I poke her in the boob.

She shakes her head. "Tsk, you animal. We got together because I appreciated her many other sterling charms."

I get the feeling she's making fun of me somehow.
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No. 684580 ID: 0e16cd
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684580

We go out of the bedroom.

Um, I guess that's kind of more like the doll, Graphene?

"So what do you do in the bed?!" she says.

"It's a... special hug that can only be done by two people who are very good friends." I say.

She wriggles on the spot. "Ooooooh!"

>Follow up with Graphene: how did it go with Coffee Guy? Did he taste good, did she learn anything, etc.
"So did you learn anything from eating Coffee Guy?" I say to her.

"Yes!!"

"Uh, like memories or dickery or anything?"

"Nooooo?! Should I have???"

"No, that's fine."

"Oh, you killed Coffee Guy? Nice."

"I don't know, maybe it was a mistake. I think maybe he was in the Illuminati and I don't want to go to jail either!"

She claps a hand on my shoulder firmly. "Man up, you know what the conviction rate for murder is like these days."

>Oh, on the subject of Graphene, do we have any spare electronics to feed her? That's brain food.
Uh, Coffee Guy's phone should still be in the bathroom?

>Speaking of, we gotta deal with that somehow. Maybe just send Graphene to work in his place? It's not like he actually DID anything, as far as I can tell. We'll need another pair of glasses though.
Hmmm, maybe I should...

>We need to prevent you from giving your goo-clone any more stupid orders by accident. We also need to prevent anyone using additional clones to take control of / enslave your goo self. And really, now that the kill order is rescinded, there's no reason you need to mess with her free will again.
I'm going to need the keyboard for that. I think I left it on the stairs. Is there anything else I should try to do while I'm mucking around with settings?
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No. 684583 ID: 1b358e

The best way to prevent Graph from being commanded directly would probably to have Graph do to you what your predecessor had its goo do it it. Then you'll be two goos able to program each other with the computer.
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No. 684584 ID: 88960e

>Uh, Coffee Guy's phone should still be in the bathroom?
Sure, she can eat that, after we check it fo illuminati clues.

>Is there anything else I should try to do while I'm mucking around with settings?
No. You just need to make it so verbal commands require some prefix identitying a string as a command, add a confirmation prompt, and configure passwords.

That's enough to prevent accidental commands on your part, and to block anyone else who looks just like you from hijacking them.
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No. 684585 ID: bb78f2

>>684580
Tell Graphy to try experimenting and start rebuilding a new Coffee Guy. Coffee Guy II should be better since you're better than Son I, before he was turned into goo and became an awesome goo person that is both the same person while also being an entirely different individual. It shouldn't take too long once she gets it down, since you must have been built between the time Goo-me was here and away. Thing is that it MIGHT cause another nano goo slob derivative, but that's okay, we'll be building an army of these things, eventually.

Dad will be proud about running a military dictatorship made of up of nanogoo soldiers, right?

Oh, and in the meantime while Graphy tries to build Coffee Guy, tell Graphy to practice her digital information absorbing skills through the internet, but tell her to NOT message or contact anyone online, or accept any stray commands lying in text OR voice OR video on the internet. Tell her those are for her to analyze and understand, not accept and complete.
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No. 684594 ID: 2a7417

Stick your USB dongle in them.
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No. 684595 ID: 2a7417

So Graphene's having some difficulty in the shapeshifting department. What about you, default? Didn't you buy action figures for the same trick? See if it actually works on you.
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No. 684612 ID: 3663d3

graphene needs to eat it. eat and study it while eating it. to get an understanding of the structure rather then trying to guess by looking at it.
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No. 684617 ID: 5ad4a7

>>684580
Wait, don't feed Graphene the phone before you look at his contact list and stuff. There could be a clue among his possessions in general actually.

I wonder why Graphene was looking at the alarm clock?
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No. 684686 ID: 983ba1

>>684617

Could it be, that Graphene didn't eat Coffee Guy but instead he just tampered with her? Perhaps some kind of timebomb? Better go and render the clocks unreadable. Also, check the bathroom.
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No. 684688 ID: 3663d3

>>684686
she got a lot of extra mass from somewhere.
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No. 684778 ID: 0e16cd
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684778

>Wonder why Graphene was looking at the alarm clock?
She's just wandering around looking at a lot of random things.

>Stick your USB dongle in them.
We all go back downstairs to the study to use the computer and the monitor. The keyboard's on the stairs so I grab it on the way.

>So Graphene's having some difficulty in the shapeshifting department. What about you, default? Didn't you buy action figures for the same trick? See if it actually works on you.
The figure's here too. I pick it up and show it to my copy. "Well, Graphene's struggling a bit so how about you show her how it's done? Can you turn into something like this action figure."

Her surface shimmers and flows a bit and then stops. "Eh, close enough." She shrugs.

I think the real explanation is nanomachines are lazy.

>No. You just need to make it so verbal commands require some prefix identifying a string as a command, add a confirmation prompt, and configure passwords.
OK, putting a password on the command prompt is really easy. It's just 'password' and then the password. That means you have to log in before you can change things.

It doesn't look like I can put something similar on the voice commands. But the only ones she absolutely has to do are to come to me, sit, shake hands, speak, dance, eat something and to change shape.

... I really think they stole the code for it off one of those toy dogs. Eating is the only dangerous one there, right? And that'd need some sort of evil clone of me to give the command?

"So, hey," I say to goo-me, "if I say stuff like 'I'm so hungry I could eat a horse.' does that mean you'll take it as an order to do that?"

"I can recognise context, you know. If it's ambiguous I'll ask for clarification."

"Ah good."

"So how many horses?"

"Zero! Zero!"

She chuckles.
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No. 684779 ID: 0e16cd
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684779

>Building an army
I have no idea if that's even possible. I might as well find out. I look at my clone. "Um, hey, while we're exploring this sort of thing can you split into more goos?"

"I don't know. I can try it." Her features blur and then she splits, details emerging again as they separate. Now I have two, midget goo-mes. They seem a little less animated than the original.

"i-I feel stupid-d." They say at the same time. They're not quite in synch.

"You look fine, you're just smaller."

They stare blankly at me. Only one speaks this time. "No, dumb." She waves a hand. "One me, two bodies... Harder to operate."

"Can't you make a blank goo?"

She's just standing there.

"Well?"

"Wait. Thinking... No. Excluded function."

That's annoying. I thought the whole point of making grey goo was to make more grey goo with it!
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No. 684780 ID: 0e16cd
File 144791088424.png - (17.86KB , 400x583 , high_technical.png )
684780

>Tell Graphy to try experimenting and start rebuilding a new Coffee Guy. Coffee Guy II should be better since you're better than Son I, before he was turned into goo and became an awesome goo person that is both the same person while also being an entirely different individual.
What, no, ew. Coffee Guy's gone, probably forever.

>The best way to prevent Graph from being commanded directly would probably to have Graph do to you what your predecessor had its goo do it it. Then you'll be two goos able to program each other with the computer.
That's scary! I mean goo-me is a lot like me but she's not exactly like me? What if the conversion process isn't completely reliable? Would I also think I am a dog? I'm not sure I trust Graphene to pull it off successfully.

>Wait, don't feed Graphene the phone before you look at his contact list and stuff.
Coffee Guy's clothes are in the bathroom. I get his phone out of his pants pocket. It's a pretty expensive one. It's locked. I could try to guess the password or maybe I should just feed it to Graphene.
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No. 684783 ID: 5ad4a7

>>684779
>No. Excluded function.
This isn't entirely true. She can split off part of her goo on purpose, and then you just freeze it to reset its configs and memory. That's how Graphene was created, so you can do that to make more independent nanoswarms.
There's not much point to this, however, since as you've seen nanoswarms can split. If they split, you can simply feed the smaller forms to make them bigger and smart again. I think this would be the best way of making an army, since making brand new nanoswarms would require them to learn context and such, which might require feeding them human brains for the needed memories. Not very sustainable.
The main problem with making an army would be raw materials. Shopgirl might have the connections to get us raw materials, but price is an issue then. Where can we get a lot of cheap metal, organic, and silicon scrap? When I say a lot, I mean a LOT of course.

>>684780
I feel like nanogoo may be the solution here. Ask nano-you if she can hack the phone via nanite cheatery.
Also ask what nano-you uses as a name. The same name you use? If not, does she want you to rename her officially via the computer connection?
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No. 684785 ID: 89941a

I think Goo-you has more experience with absorbing information? Try feeding it to her.
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No. 684786 ID: 0fc976

Feed it to Graphene. It's probably safe, unless... Coffee Dude was a body double designed to deliver the phone loaded with malware for Graphene to digest! Oh no! We have to burn it immediately!
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No. 684787 ID: f2953b

Tell her she can try recombine if she wants to. Also ask her if wanting to eat screws all the bothersome.
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No. 684811 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in that phone. Take a dick pic
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No. 684844 ID: 799984

>>684780
Try the really obvious passwords.

And then see if goo-you can interface with the internals directly. Nanobots, don't gotta explain shit.
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No. 684854 ID: 88960e

>I thought the whole point of making grey goo was to make more grey goo with it!
The people who make the grey goo can't make any money if you could split off a new colony for your friends at any point. It would make sense they'd restrict that.

>>684779
Uh, she doesn't have to do the awkward two body thing. Silly ideas, not orders.

>That's scary! I mean goo-me is a lot like me but she's not exactly like me? What if the conversion process isn't completely reliable? Would I also think I am a dog? I'm not sure I trust Graphene to pull it off successfully.
Might as well keep one of you in meat. There are a few advantages. Plus, the dad jokes.

>it's locked
Could we do that thing where we check which keys get pressed more? The nanos should be able to tell which keys are more worn, or have a tasty buildup of finger oil.

>what else
Ask [Default] what she's been up to the last few days, besides the obvious goo conversion.
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No. 684884 ID: a107fd

New order: henceforth, any spoken instruction to eat any quantity of things other than a clearly-defined integer (especially unlimited quantities) should instead be interpreted as quantity zero.
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No. 685064 ID: 58caf6

>>684780
Can we interface with the phone and steal coffee guy's life and data?
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No. 685066 ID: 909060
File 144807983713.png - (26.86KB , 400x600 , handholding.png )
685066

>Try the really obvious passwords.
I try 'password' and variants thereof, '12345', 'qwerty', 'asdf', 'coffee', 'horribleglasses', 'iamajerk' and 'illuminati'. No luck.

>She can split off part of her goo on purpose, and then you just freeze it to reset its configs and memory. That's how Graphene was created, so you can do that to make more independent nanoswarms.
Oh right. Not sure how reliable it is but I could try it.

>If they split, you can simply feed the smaller forms to make them bigger and smart again.
So I guess she feels stupider because each body has less mass and so less thinky bits?

>The main problem with making an army would be raw materials. Shopgirl might have the connections to get us raw materials, but price is an issue then. Where can we get a lot of cheap metal, organic, and silicon scrap? When I say a lot, I mean a LOT of course.
Um, what do I need an army for again?

>Also ask her if wanting to eat screws all the time is bothersome.
Why would she need to eat screws all the time? She hasn't said anything about eating screws all the time, has she?

>New order: henceforth, any spoken instruction to eat any quantity of things other than a clearly-defined integer (especially unlimited quantities) should instead be interpreted as quantity zero.
I don't know how to do that.

>Tell her she can try recombine if she wants to
"I might just try one thing for a bit." The two of her start holding hands.

>Ask [default] what she's been up to the last few days, besides the obvious goo conversion.
"Oh, not a whole lot. Hanging with my girlfriend mainly. Getting the hang of things in general. I've been staying at her apartment."

"So the two of you, you're?" I bump my hands together vaguely.

"Yes, we do bump into each other on occasion."

>See if goo-you can interface with the internals directly. Nanobots, don't gotta explain shit.
"I'm not having any luck with this phone. Can you hack its mainframe with nanomachines or something to upload the database?"

"I can try." I hand it over to her and wait as she gets to work.

There's a knock on the door. I go to get it.
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No. 685067 ID: 909060
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685067

It's the girl from the shop!

"Oh hey." she says.

"Um, hi." I venture.

"Look, it was funny the first time but you can change back now."

She thinks I'm really other-me? I've got some explaining to do!
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No. 685068 ID: 5ad4a7

>>685067
Tell her she'd better step inside so you can talk about it without anyone eavesdropping. Then explain that something strange has happened. Let her go ahead and say hi to her girlfriend, and if she wants you to prove you're made of flesh I guess you can pick up some snow.

DO NOT STARE AT HER TITS THIS TIME.
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No. 685069 ID: b5b419

>>685067
Try to explain for a moment, say something incoherent, sigh, then open the door and let her to see the absolute mayhem.
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No. 685070 ID: a22f87

yeah I don't think we're going to be able to eplain this one easily. Just point her to her girlfriend and have her/them explain it since they know her better I'd advise you to grab a drink or something to calm your nerves but sadly goo you ate the damn fridge and we haven't had time to restock the mini fridge yet.
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No. 685071 ID: 86cfc3

>>685067
...it's tempting to take care of this confusion to pretend to be "you" for a minute but you just got other you to not want you dead. Let's not tempt the tsun.

>what do
Tell her to stand right there, step off to the side where she can't see you, shout "presto change-o!" and then shove one of the goo-yous at her.

Then grin like a goofy dummy and watch them make out. Wait to see how long it takes her to notice there are two of her. And a third of you. And another goo.

When she starts demanding explanations "Yeah, didn't turn back. I'm a clone or something."
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No. 685073 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in her
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No. 685074 ID: 86cfc3

Shove the girls at those girls.
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No. 685076 ID: 58caf6

>>685067
enhance erection.
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No. 685077 ID: e649e0

"Come in, prepare to feel the urge to facepalm, perhaps so badly you should be sitting down somewhere you won't hurt yourself if you fall over."
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No. 685085 ID: ea0ad9

>"Look, it was funny the first time but you can change back now."
Wait, did you turn gray or can nanogoo change colors?
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No. 685087 ID: d00ecc

>>685067

"Ah, sorry, I see the misunderstanding now. I'm actually a clone, yours is inside being two of herself. Come in, you must be cold."
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No. 685098 ID: 909060
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685098

>DO NOT STARE AT HER TITS THIS TIME.
I'll try!

>Stick your dick in her
I barely know her!

>Enhance erection.
Please!

>...it's tempting to take care of this confusion to pretend to be "you" for a minute but you just got other you to not want you dead. Let's not tempt the tsun.
Um, I'm more worried about seeing a convincing simulation of yandere again.

>Then explain that something strange has happened.
"Uh, it's complicated. Why don't you come in?"

>Open the door and let her to see the absolute mayhem.
>Shove the girls at those girls.
I usher her through to the study so she can see me, Graphene and the two miniature goo-me's all at once. Graphene clenches one fist and crouches to spring. A horrible suspicion dawns on me. "No Graphene, no punching!"

"OK!!" She makes a semi-successful to fight the laws of inertia, almost tripping flat on her face. "Hiiiiiii!?"

"The hell?" the shop girl says.

>Just point her to her girlfriend and have her/them explain it since they know her better
"I think you can explain better." I say to the two goo-me's.

Shopkeep points at me. "What's his deal?"

"i-i-I don't KNow."

"Um I'm a clone or something." I say.

"And her?" She points at Graphene. Graphene points back.

"New nanomachine blOB r-r-REcompiled off the ones we froOZe."

"And why are there two little yous?"

"I tried splitTIng." She holds up the hand she's holding with her copy. "Not entirely succeSsful. It makes me kind of s-s-STUpid if we're not in conTAct."

The shopkeeper stays silent a moment, expression slowly changing as it sinks in.

"Does this mean I get a harem?!"
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No. 685100 ID: 89941a

Son, listen to me.

If you want to stick your thing in that shopkeeper, you need to become a nanogoo.
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No. 685102 ID: a22f87

>>685098
>Does this mean I get a harem?!
you know I brought up that same question, oh and there might be more clones... I have no idea how the clone thing works so I figured I'd just warn you incase more mes start showing up.

You really need to figure out what your dad does for a living you know this right?
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No. 685103 ID: b5b419

>>685100
Nah, variety is the spice of life.

>>685098
"........Yes."
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No. 685106 ID: 5ad4a7

>>685098
Tell her if she means you, you don't think nano-you wants to share. She must be a real special girl. Ask how they got together- was it before or after you got yourself eaten by nanogoo?
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No. 685109 ID: dbe554

Doubt she means us? Though I have to admit, she's being very.. well, ask if she's really just that non-plussed by all this.
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No. 685125 ID: ed948a

Shopkeep wins
Carnality
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No. 685126 ID: a107fd

Possibly you can have a harem? I think goo-me gets veto power due to seniority, but on the other hand she and I already had sex.
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No. 685131 ID: 86cfc3

>"Does this mean I get a harem?!"
I'm okay with this.
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No. 685179 ID: 0fc976

Survey says YES! We should find out where the Son clones are coming from though. -Uh, so we can make them ourselves, o-of course!
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No. 685187 ID: b5b419

>>685098
Tell Graphene that punching people is NOT the correct way to greet new people, just say hi or offer a handshake.
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No. 685191 ID: 58caf6

>>685098
Ask graphene if she can replicate colors or texture while we are at it.
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No. 685219 ID: 763a04

Ok so one smart thing, one sexy thing, one smart and sexy thing. Try all three.

Smart thing while the groups all here is to feed other-you your computer. If she has the ability to access wireless, she can then communicate with herself while not having to touch each other, AND gains access to near infinite knowledge.

Sexy thing is, since goo-you seems sorta succeptible to commands, try an orgasm command, that might prove useful.

Lastly, we can now clearly see that ms. shopkeepers boobs are like that because of nanobot modification. Ask if you can have sweet ass mods yourself. If not, see if you can figure out how to get Graphene able to do that.

OH also see if you can get Graphene and Gooyou to communicate through touch. Graphene has a lot of not-yandere stuff to learn.
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No. 685235 ID: 909060
File 144818835362.png - (18.54KB , 600x400 , mine.png )
685235

>"........Yes."
I venture a reply in the affirmative.

>Son, listen to me.
>If you want to stick your thing in that shopkeeper, you need to become a nanogoo.
What?! Do you mean humanity is doomed to obsolescence by its own creations?!

>Nah, variety is the spice of life.
Oh, phew.

>"I think goo-me gets veto power due to seniority, but on the other hand she and I already had sex."
"You what?!" Shopkeep says. "I guess I'd be mad with [default] but, you know, no-one could possibly pass up the chance to have sex with their own clone."

"[default]?"

"Well, your name doesn't really work for a girl."

>Tell her if she means you, you don't think nano-you wants to share.
"Uh, you were asking me right?" Nano-me's getting that crazy look in her eye again. "I mean maybe she doesn't want to share."

Shopkeep gives goo-me a little shake. "Yerr not doing the crazy jealousy thing again, are you?"

"I haD My neural weIGHtings skewed at a c-c-critical developMENtal stage." she protests. "I can't help iT sometimes."

"Oh you." she chuckles.

"You two don't REeEally know each other THough. she adds. "He doesn't remeMber anything about mEeting you."

"Hmm, that would explain that poor showing before." Shopkeep rubs her chin.

"Hey, I kinda remember some stuff from that day." I protest, "I thought it was a fever dream. I don't know how, but I do."

"One way to settle this then." Shopkeep says firmly. "We gotta go on a date."

"WHaAtT?!"

"Hey, not only are you the same person, you already slept with him." Shopkeep pauses a moment. "Hang on a sec, you didn't try to eat him, did you?"

"I... I may havE DOne."

Shopkeep pauses and looks at me. "So wait, did you two have sex before or after you stopped her from trying to eat you?"

"...Before." I say.

"Bwahahaha, never change."

>Though I have to admit, she's being very.. well, ask if she's really just that nonplussed by all this.
"You seem to be taking all this... incredibly well."

She shrugs. "It's a pretty screwed up world we live in. I'm not going to turn up my nose at a chance for happiness just because it's completely insane."
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No. 685236 ID: 909060
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685236

>Lastly, we can now clearly see that ms. shopkeepers boobs are like that because of nanobot modification. Ask if you can have sweet ass mods yourself. If not, see if you can figure out how to get Graphene able to do that.
"Pretty nice, I guess. I mean, a shapechanging immortal nanomachine goo girlfriend and, uh, I don't have a good way to say it so I'll be blunt. Those knockers are enhanced, right? Do you have any other cool nanomachine superpowers?"

"Ayup." she says. "I was pretty unimaginative so now I'm just all strong and tough and junk."

"Can I get cool nanomachine superpowers too?"

She shrugs again. "I don't see why not."

OK, I really need to think about what to try there.

"Uh, speaking of nanomachines stuff, got to try a few things."

>You really need to figure out what your dad does for a living you know this right?
Yes, yes I do.

"You can merge again, you know." I say to the two mini-mes.

"I'm just going to trY It a little longer, SEe if I can optimise a-a-anything.

"OK, mind if I try some other stuff?"

"S-s-shoot."

>Smart thing while the groups all here is to feed other-you your computer. If she has the ability to access wireless, she can then communicate with herself while not having to touch each other, AND gains access to near infinite knowledge.
"OK, eat one computer. I found out you can run a computer on the goo and if you can do the wifi thing it mgiht help with this."

"S-s-sensible."

"Should I be eating something?!" Graphene says.

>See if you can get Graphene and Gooyou to communicate through touch. Graphene has a lot of not-yandere stuff to learn.
"Uh, how about you try to interface with [default] here, see if she can teach you anything?"

"Is that what you were doing on the bed!?"

"Uh... ask her."

>Sexy thing is, since goo-you seems sorta succeptible to commands, try an orgasm command, that might prove useful.
I try it out. [default] looks at me and shakes her head slowly.

"Are you stuPID or sOmething?"

It makes her tsundere!

"Oh, while I think of it, did you have any luck with that phone."

"NoOo. Either I triggered TAmper-proofing, or YOu wiped it by entering t-t-TOo many wrong passwords."

"What's this about a phone?" Shopkepe asks.

"He kilLEd SOmeone."

"I am at least 50% sure he was in league with some vast and intangible conspiracy that cloned me and is trying to kill or capture [default]. Also he was a co-worker I have always secretly hated."

"Oh, was that his car outside?"

Shit.
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No. 685237 ID: 0fc976

Nanogoos, eat one [1] car.
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No. 685238 ID: 67d5dc

Its snowing too, so we can't just dispose of it like we did with it's driver...
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No. 685239 ID: 5ad4a7

>>685236
Thank god we still have his keys.
...do you have a garage? Get it indoors and it's good as eaten. You'll want to search it first though.
If you don't have a garage, then you're gonna have to drive it somewhere secluded, with the heater on and one or both of the nanoswarms in there to eat it. Have or buy enough winter gear that they can wear to survive the trip back.

Part of me wants to just alter the car so it's no longer recognizable as Coffee Guy's car, but without a valid license plate you won't be able to drive it much. Also, you would suddenly have a new car and that's suspicious.
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No. 685240 ID: 3bc92d

>"Can I get cool nanomachine superpowers too?"
>She shrugs again. "I don't see why not."
>incriminating evidence pointing towards coffee guy's murder

Clearly, there's only one option here. You need a new identity, as different from the old you as possible. Ask nanogooyou to turn you into a girl - a human girl, a nanogoogirl, whichever - and then ask to get the same stuff that Shopkeep got. Super-boobs, super-strength, super-toughness, and whatever else you feel like getting for yourself.

Once you're done with that, then it's time to start a new life of superheroineism. Or supervillainy. Whichever. Also, have your nanogoofriends eat the car.
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No. 685241 ID: 5ad4a7

Oh wait, nanogoo superpowers.
What sorts of powers are possible? Toughness and strength are obvious ones, those just require structural changes. Could we get stuff you would expect from cybernetic implants, like enhanced vision or hidden weapons or the ability to shoot lightning from your fingers?
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No. 685242 ID: 89941a

Too cold for the nanos to eat the car unless you or shopkeep have a heated garage, but if you do, move the car there after finding the right key.

Then after that, feed the car to goo-you and have her split into more clones. This should make shopkeep ecstatic.

Give Graph the phone.

Ask goo-you to enhance your dong.
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No. 685243 ID: 5ad4a7

Oh, before eating the car, use it to go out on the town. I mean Shopkeep said you gotta go out on a date.
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No. 685245 ID: ac8993

>>685236
have graphene eat that car. get her to remember how to car so you'd have a cool sentient ride
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No. 685246 ID: a107fd

Don't eat the entire car, just the license plates, VIN thingies, and any fingerprints or traces of coffee guy's DNA. Then do something to change the paint color. Presto, car is untraceable yet remains in roadworthy condition (although it would be wise to minimize police contact until replacement plates can be arranged).
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No. 685249 ID: dc861e

>>685236
have graphene eat that car. get her to remember how to car so you'd have a cool sentient ride
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No. 685250 ID: 3663d3

>>685249
except outside will be freezing and even when shaped like a car, nanogoo will freeze.
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No. 685252 ID: bb78f2

Bring it into the garage so Graphene can eat it in nice peace. If necessary, bring a plug in heater.

Shopkeep girl feels like she would know how to hotwire it if Graphene ate the keys, or she could just reproduce them.
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No. 685254 ID: 86cfc3

>"You seem to be taking all this... incredibly well."
Goo-you chose well.

>phone's no good
Okay, Graphene, you can eat the phone now. (It's no use to us anymore, and it'll just help anyone searching for Coffee Guy if it's still live).

>Do you have any other cool nanomachine superpowers?"
>"Ayup." she says. "I was pretty unimaginative so now I'm just all strong and tough and junk."
Plus internal media storage. Musical knockers, yo. (Now you're wondering where the headphone jack is).

>goo powers
Strength and durability are a pretty useful starting point.

Then maybe stuff like night-vision, eyeball computer UI, a tech interface option for hacking?

>car
Yeaaaah. We're gonna have to get rid of that.
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No. 685255 ID: 763a04

Would it be possible to synthesize a heater unit or something INSIDE of these fine nanogoo fellows, like based off the computer heating equipment or a human heart or something, so as to counteract the effects of the cold probably being generated specifically to contain them. It would be REALLY REALLY SAD if someone shut down the power and they gradually began dying. Also when the sun collapses in a couple million years.

Also you probably want to place limitations on who can give goo-you orders/programming to just you specifically and the girlfriend, much like you did with Graphene. It would also be really really tragic if at some point down the line an evil clone of you or some person with a master switch forced goo-you to eat itself or you or the girlfriend.

Man, turning yourself into an immortal but programmable metal swarm with a weakness to cold actually kind of sucks for all of its upsides.
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No. 685258 ID: 763a04

Things you are going to want to try with [Default] now that she/he/it has eaten a computer.

Try connecting to the internet, try communicating wirelessly between clones. Try TRANSFERING conciousness to the internet.

If she can connect to the internet, it might be a good idea to begin downloading cool schematics to enhance her abilities and also gaining knowledge to become supersmart. Do NOT just use it to look at every porn video on the internet all at the same time.

If you can transfer to the internet or connect, see if you cannot begin transfering .01 cents from millions of bank accounts to your own to become incredibly rich and not have to go in to work.

Using the amazing informative power of the internet see if you cant get her to give you wings/the power to generate electricity/improved hearing and smell/a cool tail/a cool LASER SHOOTING TAIL/ diamond skin/sick breakdancing and kung fu skills/ the dick cannon thing from tokyo gore police/eyes that can change colors

TRY ALL OF THEM AT ONCE
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No. 685282 ID: b8ceae

>>685239
Most major car parts are marked with the VIN. It's a measure to counter chop-shops and other thieves.
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No. 685308 ID: 58caf6

>>685236
enhance dick.
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No. 685337 ID: 1b358e

>>685308
I support this wholeheartedly.
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No. 685348 ID: 909060
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>Clearly, there's only one option here. You need a new identity, as different from the old you as possible. Ask nanogooyou to turn you into a girl - a human girl, a nanogoogirl, whichever - and then ask to get the same stuff that Shopkeep got. Super-boobs, super-strength, super-toughness, and whatever else you feel like getting for yourself.
It's not that desperate, right? Do I need to go on the run as a wanted criminal?! Dad might never know what happened to me!

>...do you have a garage?
I don't. It's one of the reasons it's cheap enough to rent this place by myself.

>You're gonna have to drive it somewhere secluded, with the heater on and one or both of the nanoswarms in there to eat it. Have or buy enough winter gear that they can wear to survive the trip back.
That works. We've still got the keys and Coffee Guy's wallet. I have at least half a dozen old spare jackets and things. That should be plenty of layers. Shoes and things might be a little trickier but we'll see.

>Oh, before eating the car, use it to go out on the town. I mean Shopkeep said you gotta go out on a date.
Even better!

"OK." I say. "How about that date then? We can grab all the cold weather gear, all drive into town, drop the car off somewhere private, and while it's being disposed of via NANOMACHINES, we can grab dinner somewhere nice?"

"Works for me." Shopkeep says.

"fiNe." a [default] says.

"Walk?!" Graphene says.

"All for then?" Shopkeep says. "I'll duck upstairs and get changed." She goes back into the hall and grabs a bag. Oh, I didn't notice she was carrying that. I was trying to ignore everything below the neck.

While she's getting ready, I tackle some critical business.

>Ask goo-you to enhance your dong.
"What's wrong with it?" One mini-me says.

"I think it's cute." The other says.

"Dong?!" Graphene butts in.

"Penis."

She looks around. "Where?!"

Now's not the time I think.

>Give Graph the phone.
"Here Graphene." I hand her Coffee guy's wiped phone. "Eat one phone."

She wags her tail. "OK!!"

>Tell Graphene that punching people is NOT the correct way to greet new people, just say hi or offer a handshake.
Oh, I almost forgot! "Graphene, while I think of it, you do not greet people by punching them! You say hi or shake their hand."

"Shake?!" she grabs my hand and shakes it vigorously. "Oh no, I've been doing it wrong!!"

"You're not expecting me to do that too, are you?" [default] says.

"No, you're fine."

>Ask Graphene if she can replicate colors or texture while we are at it.
"Like this?!" She turns pinkish.

[default] shrugs both pairs of shoulders. "I wouldn't worry about it. I've been out a few times and no-one seems to notice."

>Things you are going to want to try with [Default] now that she/he/it has eaten a computer.
>Try connecting to the internet, try communicating wirelessly between clones. Try TRANSFERRING consciousness to the internet.
>If she can connect to the internet, it might be a good idea to begin downloading cool schematics to enhance her abilities and also gaining knowledge to become supersmart.
She experimentally stops and starts holding hands with herself a few times. "The improved wireless seems to be helping, but I didn't eat a modem, you know." She pauses a moment. "I can log on through our modem. Lastly, don't be silly. Even if that is possible, we're not going to do it on this crapPy coNneeEection."

Shopkeep comes back down and it's my turn to go upstairs, shower and get changed.
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No. 685350 ID: 909060
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685350

I'm ready. We load the car with winter clothes and a portable heater just in case and set off.

>Would it be possible to synthesize a heater unit or something INSIDE of these fine nanogoo fellows, like based off the computer heating equipment or a human heart or something, so as to counteract the effects of the cold probably being generated specifically to contain them.
I check with [default] as we drive.

"I already h-h-have somethinG SImilar to help slow hEat loSs. It's not perfecT. I shared the scheMAtic with Graphene."

"Oh, thanks."

>It would be REALLY REALLY SAD if someone shut down the power and they gradually began dying. Also when the sun collapses in a couple million years.
Um, I'd probably die anyway in either of those cases?

>Also you probably want to place limitations on who can give goo-you orders/programming to just you specifically and the girlfriend, much like you did with Graphene. It would also be really really tragic if at some point down the line an evil clone of you or some person with a master switch forced goo-you to eat itself or you or the girlfriend.
We all talk it over. I've already put that password on the text command prompt for both of them. If there's some sort of secret super-admin override command, it's probably well hidden so I don't really know if there's anything we can do about it.

Shopkeep suggests they practice deliberately subverting orders I give them so they know some tricks if an override gets used. I'm not sure if I like the idea.

The eat event earlier in the day comes up as an example. [default] claims she was deliberately stalling to try and nudge me into finding a cancel command because she couldn't tell me what it was. That's good to know I guess.

We segue on to a topic close to everyone's heart: superpowers. I start by asking [default] what exactly she did to enhance her new girlfriend.

"I made a MIniature factory f-f-for non-self replicating nanomachines and implanted iT in her. They're very DUmb compared to me, but they're pre-programmed to reinforce her body and interface to her brain to cHAaange s-s-setTings."

"You know, like cup size and playlist." Shopkeep adds.

"You can play music on them?"

She waggles her eyebrows.

"So how long did that take?"

"Uh, we did it in a day. It took her an hour or two to figure it out and build it, then a few more hours to make the more obvious changes. Raw material was a pain. I ate so much ramen I thought I was going to be sick."

>See if you cant get her to give you wings/the power to generate electricity/improved hearing and smell/a cool tail/a cool LASER SHOOTING TAIL/ diamond skin/sick breakdancing and kung fu skills/ the dick cannon thing from tokyo gore police/eyes that can change colors
Uh, half of those things seem like they'd really stand out?

>Then maybe stuff like night-vision, eyeball computer UI, a tech interface option for hacking?
Sense stuff seems pretty easy, though apparently [default] might need to replace the eyes which is a little scary.

>What sorts of powers are possible? Toughness and strength are obvious ones, those just require structural changes. Could we get stuff you would expect from cybernetic implants, like enhanced vision or hidden weapons or the ability to shoot lightning from your fingers?
Some of that stuff would need more like cybernetic prosthetics. I mean if you're all fleshy you couldn't really make something like pop out blades without, well, cutting yourself each time you pop them out? It seems she could figure that out. Maybe I should put together a shortlist?

Oh, here we are. There's this old warehouse in near the city center which seems deserted. There's a small loading bay the break the lock to and get the car inside.

OK, I've got a few things to think of. Firstly, who eats the car and should I get rid of the whole car?

Secondly, I'm kind of broke right now. For the date should I go somewhere cheap, or somewhere pricey and do a dine-and-dash?
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No. 685351 ID: 1b358e

Can... can nano-you create counterfeit cash?
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No. 685353 ID: 88960e

>what's wrong with [your dong]
Says the you that became a girl. And upgraded to goo-tentacles.

>Sense stuff seems pretty easy, though apparently [default] might need to replace the eyes which is a little scary.
Nanogoo contact lenses, maybe?

Although it's not like you don't know nano-eyes don't work. The goos aren't blind.

>Firstly, who eats the car and should I get rid of the whole car?
They split it so it's gone faster. And yes, the whole car. It's evidence, it's gotta go.

>For the date should I go somewhere cheap, or somewhere pricey and do a dine-and-dash?
What's in Coffee Guy's wallet? It's not much use to him anymore.
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No. 685354 ID: fcfc2f

>>685350
How are you going to get home after the car is consumed?
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No. 685360 ID: 89941a

>>685350

I feel it would be safer to have goo-you nom the car, as she has a more developed personality, and also so you won't end up with a 1 tonne goo-dog-person, and instead have goo-you spread into a small group of people, perfect for an impromptu orgy.
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No. 685363 ID: cab7d6

Give the car to one or both of the [default]s to eat, probably both. Eat the car, the whole car, and nothing but the car.

As for expensive vs. cheap, I don't know about using Coffee Guy's wallet. The murder solving rate might be down, but what about identity theft?

>>685360
But bigger is better!
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No. 685365 ID: 89fbce

>>685350
>Car is shared
>Replicating currency seems like a good way (to get a visit by the government)

>Go somewhere cheap. We can do the expensive stuff once we managed to (legally) turn nano-fabricators into money.
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No. 685366 ID: 58caf6

>>685350
>enhance dong.

Can we break down materials into raw resources instead of more nanogoo? If so I have a plan.

We get into the Garbage disposal business, take cities garbage, get rid of it, sell resources to manufacturers.

....

Lets go live in the dump. good place to hide.
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No. 685377 ID: b8ceae

>>685366
Using conventional techniques to mine old dumps for copper, steel, rare earth materials, and other valuable materials is highly profitable, as the composition of old dumps compares very favorably with even the best mines.
The reason this is not done is because the resulting tailings are more hazardous than normal mine tailings, zoning laws, and people generally being opposed to digging up waste.

Find an old dump and start extracting out valuable materials. The goos can sort the tailings out by composition for sale, storage, refinement, or consumption, and anything valuable can be sold or used. If the dump is recent enough to still be producing natural gas then that can be consumed for combined heat and power.

Generally speaking, eating a dump is something people would look on very favorably. Strictly speaking it's not legal to just dig up a dump, but if you do so on the sly for awhile you'll quickly be able to afford to buy the dump outright; dumps generally have very poor market value, and companies would typically leap at the chance pass-off all the liability on to somebody else. Dumps have, in the past, been sold for the princely sum of $1.
The hard part would be getting the EPA and zoning board to approve the area for mining, but in those cases you can generally solve the problem by having money and not causing other problems. If your mining produces no hazardous waste, or all the hazardous waste is properly disposed of, and you don't do anything that could lead to contamination, then the EPA can be held up in court for decades until long after you've gotten everything nice and legal, and you'd end up with a fine at worst. They can't even do anything until a complaint is filed or they show up to inspect the site and discover it's being mined.
Zoning is much the same way, except easier since towns have less resources to work with and are vulnerable to lobbying and ad campaigns.

Regardless, you're going to want to register an LLC, get an accountant, and be meticulous about complying with tax codes. The EPA is mostly toothless, but the IRS, FTC, and SEC are MADE of teeth.
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No. 685381 ID: 2a7417

>>685366
Why sell the raw materials back? Miraculous garbage disposal pays well enough. We could do a lot of things with a massive nanite stockpile hidden underground...
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No. 685394 ID: 3663d3

>>685381
one pound sphere of pure solid gold comes to mind.
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No. 685404 ID: ad936f

Okay, new idea, car sized enhanced dong.
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No. 685408 ID: b8ceae

>>685394
People are incredibly suspicious when you try to sell a pound of gold, and WILL alert the authorities if you aren't established as a reputable business or trader.
People are NOT suspicious of Greg Oot Reclamation LLC bringing fifteen tons of copper scrap for sale to a smeltery. You'll have to sign for it and verify your identity and business license in case people report a bunch of stolen pipe or wire since that's a growing problem, but it's not suspicious and the scrap buyer never has to contact the authorities unless the seller pretty much says "I am selling stolen copper".

Set the gold off to the side until you're established, then you can sell it as high-purity ingots at market value instead of getting ripped off by a gold buyer.
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No. 685456 ID: 5ad4a7

Graphene could use more mass, so she should eat enough of the car to get a more stable form. Default seems like she has a better handle on using mass so she could probably eat more of it.

Although I'm worried about there being too much mass and the nanoswarms not having enough winter gear to handle the new mass. I wonder, could they eat just part of it, and reassemble it to look like a different, smaller car?
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No. 685458 ID: 909060
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685458

>Can... can nano-you create counterfeit cash?
Maybe but it wouldn't have the right serial numbers?

>What's in Coffee Guy's wallet? It's not much use to him anymore.
Oh wait, there's a decent bit of cash monies in here! I can afford a nice dinner, Nice! I dig out the bills and hand the wallet to [default] to get destroyed with the rest of the evidence.

>Graphene could use more mass, so she should eat enough of the car to get a more stable form. Default seems like she has a better handle on using mass so she could probably eat more of it.
"OK. Hmmmm. I think I know how to split this. [default], eat 0.75 car. Graphene, eat 0.25 car."

Graphene tackles the bonnet. "OK!!"

[default] gets the spare clothes and portable heater out of the back and sets it on the ground as her twin slips out of her clothes. "You waNT to see moOore of me, huh?"

"Yes." Shopkeep says.

>But bigger is better!
"Well, you know, bigger is better in more places than just the bedroom."

"I gUess you're still aNGLing to expaND DOng too?"

>What's wrong with [your dong]
>Says the you that became a girl. And upgraded to goo-tentacles.
"Says you. You're the one who became a girl. And upgraded to goo-tentacles."

"They're very USeful." she concedes.

"Yes." Shopkeep says.

"Well, you crazy kids enjoy yourself." I hand [default] back some notes, just in case she needs to buy something. "We're off." We roll up the roller door a crack and duck under and out into the cold, leaving goo to do the grey thing in the loading dock.

Shopkeep and I are on a date!
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No. 685459 ID: 909060
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685459

>Using conventional techniques to mine old dumps for copper, steel, rare earth materials, and other valuable materials is highly profitable [...] composition of old dumps compares very favorably with [...] not done is because [...] tailings, zoning laws, and people generally being opposed [...] sale, storage, refinement, or consumption [...] eating a dump [...] favorably. [...] dig [...] sly [...] market value [...] the princely sum of $1. [...] zoning board [...] money and not [...] hazardous waste [...] in court for decades [...] nice and legal [...] complaint [...] vulnerable to lobbying and ad campaigns.
>register [...] LLC [...] accountant [...] tax codes [...] EPA [...] IRS [...] FTC [...] SEC
I'm trying to go on a date here, not take a dump or whatever!

We stroll along the street for a few minutes. There's a really nice Italian place that I think we should be able to get into without a reservation. They use real meat.

I was right. We practically have the place to ourselves. The unseasonal cold has really been killing the restaurant business.

"I have a fun game while we wait for our food." Shopkeep says, leaning forward on the table. "Since this has been a day of unanswered questions, why don't we have a little Q&A, Mr Mysterious Stranger? You ask me some, then I'll ask you." She grins secretively. "No lying unless the truth would be boring though."
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No. 685460 ID: 1b358e

How big can those go?

Do you have a subwoofer in your butt?
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No. 685461 ID: b5b419

We need to ask very important questions that are EXTREMELY IMPORTANT.

What... is your name?
What... is your favorite color?
What is the primary source of rhubarb across the world?
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No. 685468 ID: 88960e

It's kind of weird you get to give orders to goo-you, when she's you-prime, and you're the clone. And when she's the liquid metal terminator and you're still squishy old you.

>No lying unless the truth would be boring though.
I couldn't get away with lying, anyways. I don't know what I already told you!

You have the advantage of me, in more than one sense.

>What... is your name?
I'll bet she weasels out with the "boring truth" clause.

>What... is your favorite color?
From her outfits, Red, probably.

>what ask
So how serious were you about the harem thing.

How long have you been getting men to literally melt over you.

Where's the headphone jack hidden.

You don't have any laughably reckless parents, right? I'm not sure we could handle more than one source of nanogoo level crazy.

Probably not, but just to be sure... you're not secretly the mastermind behind all this weird stuff that happened to me(s), right?
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No. 685471 ID: 2a7417

So first, tell me: How do I look?

Hypothetically, what do you do if [default] goes Little Shop of Horrors on us? Do you support clones' rights? What about their lefts? Do two clones' rights make a wrong? Do three cloned lefts make a right?

Lastly, what is your boss at the shop like?
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No. 685478 ID: 89941a

How many NanoGoos do you want for your harem?

Besides the magic music-playing knockers and physical reinforcement, have you considered anything less er... mundane?

How big should I ask Goo-me to make my dong? This is important.
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No. 685479 ID: bb78f2

>>685459
You are not phased by becoming a criminal accomplice recently. Have you done criminal activity in the past? How long have you been a shopkeep?
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No. 685480 ID: a107fd

Is that your natural eyebrow color?
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No. 685517 ID: e649e0

Do we have world domination plans yet, should we have some if not, and what would they be either way?
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No. 685525 ID: 58caf6

>>685459
"So, did you enjoy screwing with me at the shop when I first met you?"..."You might want to try again under different context tonight."..."got a whoooole new definition of nanogoo swarm to try out with all of us."

>enhance stamina!
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No. 685537 ID: 2ff9ac

What is love? Baby don't hurt me.
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No. 685538 ID: ca183f

>>685461
You're doing it wrong, the middle one's supposed to be
> What... is your quest?
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No. 685567 ID: 0fc976

>>685458
>"I gUess you're still aNGLing to expaND DOng too?"
Nah, I'm just thinking there'll be more to cuddle.
>>685538
Well, I think it's pretty obvious which quest this is.
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No. 685615 ID: 92a560

Stick your dick in those
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No. 685634 ID: 2a1897

>>685459
hobbies? is shopkeeping your life goal, or do you have some higher calling? what is your magnum opus? what is your favourite dinosaur? what is the colour of night? in a fight, who would win, Alice or Ophidian? What is your favourite pizza topping? favourite song?
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No. 685646 ID: 96e454
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685646

>Stick your dick in those
I can't see that ending well

>"How big can those go?"
Shopkeep raises an eyebrow. "Right to the deep and meaningful questions I see." She puts a hand to her throat. "Well, this is as big as they've ever been. I guess that means, yes, they could be bigger."

>"Do you have a subwoofer in your butt?"
"Hmmmmm, not at the moment, no."

>"Where's the headphone jack hidden?"
"That's for me to know and you to try and find out."

>"What... is your name?"
"Ha ha, very funny."

>"What... is your favorite color?"
"Red. Like blood. Like strawberries."

>What is the primary source of rhubarb across the world?
She takes a breadstick. "Didn't those die out?"

>"Hobbies?"
"Well, like I said the other other day, I'm an amateur boxer. Wait, hmm, you don't remember that, do you? Uh, this is kinda weird not being sure what you know. I also enjoy indulging my inner film buff and singing in the shower."

>"Is shopkeeping your life goal, or do you have some higher calling?"
"Eh, it pays the bills. Meet interestingly crazy people. The boss is alright. Very hands off. I swear he's a fence or something."

>"What is your magnum opus?"
"ME." She noisily crunches on the breadstick.

>"What is your favourite dinosaur?"
"The Tyrannosaurus Rex, duh"

>"What is the colour of night?"
"Darkish."

"That's not a colour."

"There's a lot of nights." she points out, raisin her eyebrows as if this is an argument of significant merit.

>"In a fight, who would win, Alice or Ophidian?"
"Psh, that's not even a fight. Alice, easy."

>"What is your favourite pizza topping?"
"Meat."

>"Favourite song?"
"I'll say Guile's theme. It goes with everything."

>"So how serious were you about the harem thing?"
"I'm kinda playing this by ear. Technically a harem of one isn't a harem, right?" She looks at me thoughtfully. "Don't tell me you're jealous of [default]."

>"How long have you been getting men to literally melt over you?"
"Yeah, that's new. They used to just run away or die on me."

>You don't have any laughably reckless parents, right? I'm not sure we could handle more than one source of nanogoo level crazy.
"I'm a sad little orphan. I have a crazy cat lady aunt?"

>Probably not, but just to be sure... you're not secretly the mastermind behind all this weird stuff that happened to me(s), right?
She eats another breadstick. "Yeah, probably not."

>Hypothetically, what do you do if [default] goes Little Shop of Horrors on us?
"Well Seymour, I think how it goes is either I die tragically and then you electrocute her to death and live on as a hollow shell of man or we both die and Audrey II was an alien invader all along."

"That's kinda depressing." I say.

She picks up a breadstick. "That, or fire. Lots of fire."

>"How big should I ask Goo-me to make my dong? This is important."
She snaps it in half. "Haha, I know I was giving you shit about it but no need to get insecure about something I've never seen. Let's see how I go about expanding your dong first, huh?"

"Yeah, I guess."

She smiles, holds, and finishes. "...if I can find it."

Psssh, should have seen it coming.

>"How do I look?"
"You still kinda look like death. Maybe you should get an early night, huh?"

>"You are not phased by becoming a criminal accomplice recently. Have you done criminal activity in the past?"
"Yes, I'm very active as a criminal. Number one in crimes, that's me."

>"Do we have world domination plans yet, should we have some if not, and what would they be either way?"
"That kinda sounds like a lot of work." She looks up as she thinks. "Uh, kidnap all the world's leaders, including the secret shadow government that secretly controls everything, and challenge them to a no-holds barred free-for-all brawl for rulership of the planet?"

>"So, did you enjoy screwing with me at the shop when I first met you?"..."You might want to try again under a different context tonight."
She pouts. "But I'm having so much fun with it right now."

>"What is love? Baby don't hurt me."
"You're not dating a poet here."

>"Besides the magic music-playing knockers and physical reinforcement, have you considered anything less er... mundane?"
"Wow, rude. What's less mundane then? Anyway, my turn to play interrogator." she grins. "I'll hit you with a pile up front. Lessee."

She leans forward, focused intently on my eyes and rattles them off:

"How many inches is it then?"
"What's your favourite hobby?"
"What do you think everyone will say at your funeral?"
"What would you say is your greatest weakness?"
"Can you describe your perfect Sunday?"
"What superpower would you most like to have?"
"If you could go back in time and change one decision you made, what would it be?"
"Where do you see yourself five days from now?"
"What are your hopes and dreams?"
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No. 685649 ID: 5ad4a7

>>685646
>You still kinda look like death
New task once the date is over: Ask nano-you to check your vitals. The cloning process (or whatever it was) might have gone wrong and you have hours to live.

>"What would you say is your greatest weakness?"
Poor impulse control.

>"What superpower would you most like to have?"
Regeneration. Heyyyy, that might be possible via nanogoo. You'd just need a bunch of nanites in your body programmed to repair damaged tissue based on... uh... actually the programming might be the most difficult part.
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No. 685650 ID: 39fe80

>"How many inches is it then?"
"I don't know, I don't have an electron microscope handy"

>"What's your favourite hobby?"
"My favourite hobby is...." *stare at knockers*

>"What do you think everyone will say at your funeral?"
"Well, at least we have a few more backups"

>"What would you say is your greatest weakness?"
"Me, I fucked the other me shortly after meeting it."

>"Can you describe your perfect Sunday?"
"On a tentacular nanogoo bed, with nano-me, you, and graphene next to me."

>"What superpower would you most like to have?"
"Self-replication. Although I seem to have succeeded in that already, even if it's not me directly"

>"If you could go back in time and change one decision you made, what would it be?"
"Maaybe not kill Coffee G- Actually no, I'd probably go back a couple of seconds to stop myself from thinking that"

>"Where do you see yourself five days from now?"
"See the answer to the perfect Sunday"

>"What are your hopes and dreams?"
"The climate getting unfucked? Or maybe just getting my hands on those."




What is your Quest?
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No. 685652 ID: e649e0

-Only seven inches long, I've been laughed at by a girl who said that was too small.
-I used to be good at clay sculpture when I was young, when I got older there was never enough time to get into it.
-I think they'd mostly say, "He had so much potential," and a bunch of them would be lying.
-Isn't it obvious how hard I'm trying not to stare too low right now?
-Oh man, a Sunday spent half in a the right lady, and enough time to sculpt and fire a statuette or a dish or something. I don't even know where my kiln is.
-That's... either flying or the ability to sculpt anything just by touching it. I've always wanted to make a relief carving of a dick in my landlord's door, but it would take too long and I'd get caught.
-Just one? Uhhh... the drunken hookup that lost me my best friend because she wanted to pretend it never happened and keep her girlfriend instead of talk to me.
-Somewhere far away, or six feet under. This is damn scary.
-They surgically removed those and put them in a jar of brine when I got hired for my current job. They offered to let me keep the jar, but what's the point?
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No. 685658 ID: b5b419

>>685646
>"What's your favourite hobby?"
Dangerous experimentation. *eyebrows waggle*
>"What do you think everyone will say at your funeral?"
Are you SURE he's dead
>"Can you describe your perfect Sunday?"
Every Sunday that I'm not spending a corpse.
>"What superpower would you most like to have?"
It used to be flight. Now I'm seriously considering stamina or durability.
>"If you could go back in time and change one decision you made, what would it be?"
Never regret! Charge headlong!
>"Where do you see yourself five days from now?"
Going on a powertrip.
>"What are your hopes and dreams?"
Boobs.
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No. 685659 ID: da365a

greatest weakness: impulse control
hobbies: being an entertaining mess
rest: >>685650
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No. 685679 ID: cab7d6

>"How many inches is it then?"
All of them.
>"What's your favourite hobby?"
Taking bad advice from strangers on the Internet.
>"What do you think everyone will say at your funeral?"
Probably 'blorb' because they're being swallowed by a grey tide of nanomachines.
>"What would you say is your greatest weakness?"
Bullets.
>"Can you describe your perfect Sunday?"
Chillaxing on a giant beanbag made of nanogoo all day with you and Default.
>"What superpower would you most like to have?"
Shapeshifting, but another me beat me to it.
>"If you could go back in time and change one decision you made, what would it be?"
Seeing how well my series of missteps has gone so far, I don't think I'd change anything for fear of accidentally doing something right.
>"Where do you see yourself five days from now?"
Waking up with no idea where I am or what I'm doing with a new blob of nanites in front of me, trapped in an endless loop of nanogoo shenanigans.
>"What are your hopes and dreams?"
Their names are [default] and "Ha ha, very funny."

>Technically a harem of one isn't a harem, right?
I'm not sure whether it's a harem or a severe case of self-conceit.
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No. 685680 ID: b8ceae

>>685646
>She takes a breadstick. "Didn't those die out?"
Naw, it's grown in greenhouses. Expensive as shit unless you grow it yourself, but it's sill around.

>"What superpower would you most like to have?"
Right now? Cryogenic powers. [default]'s not trying to kill me anymore, but I'm pretty sure more nanoswarms will come along to try it soon enough.

>"Where do you see yourself five days from now?"
Being completely surprised to run into yet another clone who doesn't remember anything since the nanoswarm showed up.
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No. 685681 ID: ad936f

Her meme level is too high, I don't know if I can handle this.

>"What's your favourite hobby?"
Didn't have one before today.

>"What do you think everyone will say at your funeral?"
You assume I'm going to die.
alternatively: "We now lay Son to rest, at least we have spares."

>"What would you say is your greatest weakness?"
Poor impulse control.

>"Can you describe your perfect Sunday?"
Depends on how perfect we're talking here, ideally I'd become completely and entirely omnipotent, but I don't think that's what you're asking.

>"What superpower would you most like to have?"
Teleportation, it's like a better version of both flying and super speed. Plus you can tele-frag people, which is cool.

>"If you could go back in time and change one decision you made, what would it be?"
I haven't really made any mistakes that would warrant the use of time travel. I am the result of all my previous decisions, so if i changed one of those the me in the present would change, so that'd kinda be like dying. Plus, you have to consider the fact that I'm actually a clone of myself. I was probably only born like a day ago, so anything I changed in the past would have a high chance of causing me to not exist at all. And then you have to think that those decisions were actually not technically made by me, so... yeah.

>"Where do you see yourself five days from now?"
Significantly gooier.

>"What are your hopes and dreams?"
Prolonged survival, closely followed by fucking bitches and getting money.
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No. 685707 ID: 86cfc3

>Technically a harem of one isn't a harem, right?" She looks at me thoughtfully. "Don't tell me you're jealous of [default]."
I suppose then it boils down to if we count as one person or two.

But no, why be jealous of yourself? And even if you were, it's not like you couldn't copy her stunt. Or just let her eat you.

>little shop of horrors situation
If [Default] actually did set out to eat everything, the best course of survival would be to agree to help. Your eventual inevitable conversion would be lower priority than your assistance, and a quest to eat the universe would last longer than your lifespan anyways.

>>>>>>>>Q&A

>"How many inches is it then?"
It's hard to measure when any ruler that gets close gets caught in its gravitation field and crushed. The whole point of expending it is so it can finally poke out of it's own schwarzschild radius and interact with stellar bodies.

>"What's your favourite hobby?"
Oh man, I have a clone now. I finally have someone who has the same skill level and interests as me. I have the perfect co-player or opponent for any game I've ever liked.

>"What do you think everyone will say at your funeral?"
"Why are we even holding a funeral for the clone when the original is still sitting over there giggling." Followed shortly after by "I can't believe we watched her eat his own corpse"

>"What would you say is your greatest weakness?"
Being eaten by nanogoo, definitely. I'm living with my own kryptonite. And everyone else's.

>"Can you describe your perfect Sunday?"
Yes!

>"What superpower would you most like to have?"
...probably something goo can't give me. Hmm. Temperature control would be neat. Freeze or fry anything on a whim, keep hostile goos in check, friendly ones from becoming goo-ciles, and thermoplay. *eyebrow waggle*

>"If you could go back in time and change one decision you made, what would it be?"
I'd order the goo not to eat the fridge! Appliance shopping is a pain, and I think it came with the apartment.

>"Where do you see yourself five days from now?"
Inside the goo, one way or another. Hopefully in a good way.

>"What are your hopes and dreams?"
>Their names are [default] and "Ha ha, very funny."
^This one is too perfect not to use.

>counter question
Have any of my answers contradicted goo-me, yet?
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No. 685715 ID: 64b434

>"Where do you see yourself five days from now?"
In interesting times at interesting places with interesting people. Day six is what worrys me.
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No. 685722 ID: 395c9b

>>685679
>>685658
I like both of these.
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No. 685760 ID: 1b9257

>>685652
I like the Idea of us having pottery as a hobby. Gives our character some personality.
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No. 685778 ID: 96e454
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685778

>New task once the date is over: Ask nano-you to check your vitals. The cloning process (or whatever it was) might have gone wrong and you have hours to live.
I hope it's just a normal symptom of coming back from the dead seeing that checklist, but yeah maybe I should.

>If [default] actually did set out to eat everything, the best course of survival would be to agree to help. Your eventual inevitable conversion would be lower priority than your assistance, and a quest to eat the universe would last longer than your lifespan anyways.
I dunno, that'd rely on convincing her I can do something my weight in nanomachines can't.

>Answers
"Uh, hmmm. Let me tackle that from the top then." I say to Shopkeep. "In terms of inches, it has never been measured. And no, I don't have an electron microscope handy."

She moves her hand to hide a smile. "Hey, you said it, not me."

"My favourite hobby is being an entertaining mess. I enjoy working with clay too, which is also somewhat messy. Frankly it's a miracle I've lived for, uh, several hours? I will take bad advice from strangers on the internet without the slightest hesitation and 'dangerous experimentation' is my middle name." I waggle my eyebrows.

"On that subject, at my funeral everyone's just going to say 'blorb' probably, because they're being swallowed by a grey tide of nanomachines."

"Believer in Thanatos, huh?" Shopkeep says.

"Who?"

"Oh, you know, the human urge for self destruction." She leans across the table and pokes me. "Could argue you've been on the sharp end of it."

"That was an accident!" I protest. "And, well, you know. Look around you." I wave at the window. Summer snow again. "At this point it's looking like just a matter of time before someone screws it all up for everyone."

Shopkeep shrugs. "And yet, the Earth refuses to die."

This conversation took an odd turn. I must have waggled wrong. "Anyway, next question." I say. "My greatest weakness would have to be my poor impulse control. I hope it's not too obvious how hard I'm trying not to stare too low right now."

She smiles ambiguously. "Well, if you'd prefer to continue to admire them from afar, I guess that's up to you." Shit! I think that's bad.

The waiter comes out with the entrees. No, different waiter. He's got a mustache. We ordered a lot. I was pretty hungry and I guess Shopkeep was too. I attempt to regain my cool as we take a few bites. Oh this was the right choice. Food's great.

The waiter comes out again with a bottle of wine. "Monsieur," he says, "would you care for a complimentary bottle of wine?" Who does he think he is? This is an Italian restaurant. Maybe the hospitality industry is even more collapsed than I thought.

"As for my perfect Sunday, chillaxing on a giant beanbag made of nanogoo all day with you and [default] would be great. Add some actual sun and it'd be a perfect lazy Sunday."

She nods, pouring a glass of the wine for me and then herself. "Yeah, I could see that."

"Now then. Superpowers. That's tricky. Events have overtaken me. I used to think shapeshifting and self replication would be pretty cool but for something a little different, uh, temperature control would be handy in a lot of different ways right now. Freeze or fry anything on a whim, keep hostile goos in check, friendly ones from becoming goo-sicles, and thermoplay." I waggle my eyebrows again. Properly this time, I hope.

She waggles them back.

"Now. Time travel. I don't know if I would. I mean I'm here due to an unlikely set of coincidences and missteps but I think everything's more or less worked out for the best. Maaybe not kill Coffee G- Actually no, I'd probably go back a couple of seconds to stop myself from thinking that."

"Looking forward though, five days from now I could see myself waking up with no idea where I am or what I'm doing with a new blob of nanites in front of me, trapped in an endless loop of nanogoo shenanigans."

"There's worse schticks, I guess." Shopkeep says.

"Last of all, my hopes and dreams. Their names are [default] and "Ha ha, very funny.""

"Hah!"

>"Have any of my answers contradicted goo-me, yet?"
"Hey now!" Shopkeep says. "I'm asking the questions here. And by my count I get another sixteen."

S-sixteen? Maybe I should have been a little more selective.

She nudges me with her foot under the table. "Or maybe I could let you have a few more. If you want. Might have to work out an exchange rate for unused questions though." She smiles, catlike. "It'll probably be pricey. So, ask away if you want. By the way: Yes. Seventeen now. Here's some more for you:"

"What's the best advice you were ever given?"
"What was the worst?"
"If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
"If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?"

Aaaaah how is she doing this? Did she memorise every awful first date question ever?!

She frowns, apparently admitting defeat over something and then asks. "And what's the deal with Graphene? Is she a dog or a kid or what?"
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No. 685782 ID: a107fd

Stall her on the graphene issue. Be as oblique and unhelpful as possible while still technically answering. It's your best chance to even the score on questions.
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No. 685783 ID: 39fe80

(Forgot one, sorry)


>"What's the best advice you were ever given?"
"Being told to stick my dick in [default]."

>"What was the worst?"
"I was told to download more RAM, it didn't work."

>"If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
"...Really? Well, becoming a cluster of nanites seems to have worked out well for [default], maybe I should go for that? Or just the old 'expand dong' that I was planning on sayin gin the first place."


>"If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?"
"You already went and did that, maybe more? In whatever way you'd interpret that. Or make the number adjustable as well somehow."

>"And what's the deal with Graphene? Is she a dog or a kid or what?"
"Yes."
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No. 685784 ID: ca183f

>>685778
>She smiles ambiguously. "Well, if you'd prefer to continue to admire them from afar, I guess that's up to you." Shit! I think that's bad.

She's inviting you to grope them, dunce. I don't know about you but I'd take that as a good sign.
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No. 685787 ID: 243dc7

I did think that "complimentary" wine sounded suspicious. Turns out it's château illuminati. Don't drink this, it's probably drugged.
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No. 685788 ID: b5b419

>>685778
Man you're terrible with women, AND noticing Illuminati conspiracies trying to poison you with the wine. You should inspect it before ingesting.

Oh no, a terrible price. You may have to take out a loan! Slide your leg against hers a bit.

>Best advice
Obviously, it's dad's advice, about acquiring a dangerous hobby. Safer then dating, at any rate.
>worst advice
/ng/ No. 16850, altering settings to end the world. 4chan is a terrible place to be.
>selfchange
Is that entirely theoretical, or are you fishing to see what I could go for?
>changeother
Hmmm.... maybe fewer clothes.
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No. 685789 ID: 1b9257

>"What's the best advice you were ever given?"
"Being told to stick my dick into ..."

>"What was the worst?"
"Being told to stick my dick into ..."

>"If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
"Right now? I would like to be less... clueless. I have this feeling that i managed to stumble through all of this without any insight against all odds."


>"If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?"
"Ever thought about immortality? If not, then i already changed you now."

>"And what's the deal with Graphene? Is she a dog or a kid or what?"
Clearly.... Yes. She is.
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No. 685802 ID: 7f917c

>>685778
Expose the obvious Illuminati plot on that wine.

Don't drink any and don't let Shopgirl drink any.
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No. 685805 ID: ad936f

Keep the complementary wine, we ought to have one of the goos try to determine its composition.


>"If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
I would say that I'd like to be less... is there a word for clueless, gullible, and foolhardy? I'd say I'd like to be less that, but so far it's worked out pretty well for me. Maybe less self-deprecating and perverted?

>"If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?"
I feel that [default] already answered this question adequately.
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No. 685809 ID: 86cfc3

>I dunno, that'd rely on convincing her I can do something my weight in nanomachines can't.
Or her accepting the excuse as a way to get around her order-priorities.

If she actually wants you dead, and isn't just dealing with robot problems, it's harder, yes.

>"Monsieur," he says, "would you care for a complimentary bottle of wine?"
>delivered by a completely different waiter
>there's an Illuminati symbol on the label
Um. Um . UMMMMMMMM.

I think this might be bad. Examine wine?

>"What's the best advice you were ever given?"
>"What was the worst?"
You did read the 4chan thread that lead to my being eaten alive slash ascension to goo godhood, right? That has to be both in one.

Or if we want to get meta: the best and worst advice you ever received has always been "stick your dick in it". It's the credo you live your life by.

>"If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
Well I'd very much like to erase the whole looming mystery around the fact I'm not dead. Life is easier when you're not worried about secret whoevers with cloning tech.

>"If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?"
Your relative position. You're entirely too far away and too vertical right now.

>"And what's the deal with Graphene? Is she a dog or a kid or what?"
As near as I can, she's a blob of the original goo that got left behind, suffered cold exposure, and got reset to factory defaults. That I then came along and messed me. So she's a kid in the sense that she's the product of both of me. Ah uh, in apparent intellect. Original goo was still smarter than that before I merged with her, right?

I guess she just likes being a dog. My kid's a furry. A slime furry. With terrible taste in sunglasses. This is why you can't trust the internet to raise your kids!
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No. 685841 ID: d36028

>"What's the best advice you were ever given?"
To keep my big fat mouth shut. I haven't really acted on it.

>"What was the worst?"
I seem to remember something about removing all safeguards from the nanogoo's programming?

>"If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
>Enhance knockers
[default] counts as myself, right?

>"If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?"
Also >enhance knockers.

>"And what's the deal with Graphene?
She's a squid, she's a kid, she's one very lazy nanomachine cluster. Mentally she's like a dog right now, but I think she'll learn more over time.

Examine blue pyramid-eye substance.
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No. 685842 ID: d9d287

-The best advice I was ever given was to just suddenly grab the ass of my math tutor in high school the next time she wore too short a skirt during a tutoring session. I lost my virginity that day, and after that she would fuck me at the beginning of each tutoring session 'to make sure I wasn't too distracted to pay attention.'
-The worst advice I was ever given was to go to art school. I learned almost nothing there and I've still got the student loans to pay off.
-I wish I was wiser, doing dumb and risky shit can be really fun but sometimes it's just stupid and lame.
-Uhhh, that you would sit in my lap more often. Being that close would make it easier to caress your breasts, and I really like your butt too. Maybe it would be easier to think if I were actually touching them instead of wishing I were.
-Graphene is... a collection of nanobots with surprising native intelligence that has both been more than I expect, and less than I expect.
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No. 685847 ID: b8ceae

>>685778
"Illuminati mark on the wine. Our conversation is clearly being monitored for quality assurance purposes.

>"What's the best advice you were ever given?"
Stop, collaborate, and listen.

>"What was the worst?"
Changes for [default]'s settings. Wait, no, that was the last one... Uhhh... Creepy guy suggesting I let him pull strings in exchange for a favor? Not very impressive; give me a few more hours.

>"If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
Oh, I'd want to be better at thinking things through. Hands down, no question.

>"If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?"
I don't yet know you well enough to make suggestions. I guess I'd make you independently wealthy, unless that wasn't a hypothetical and you were thinking about body mods.
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No. 685878 ID: b5b419

>>685778
Wait, I know. Let's have shopkeep drink the wine then have none of it ourselves.
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No. 685883 ID: ad936f

>>685878
I thought we were trying to date her, not murder her.
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No. 685910 ID: 742b4a

You probably shouldn't drink the suspicious wine. Inspect the label though.
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No. 685923 ID: b5b419

>>685883
I'm sure it'll be fixable.

And !!fun!!
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No. 685960 ID: 91ee5f

>>685778
Hey, don't drink the wine. I've got 2 reasons not to drink it:

1. I don't trust any thing that's got a weird Illuminati symbol on it.

2. I don't trust the waiter that brought us the wine, because whoever heard of a waiter with a French accent in an Italian restaurant? This is a themed restaurant! The staff is required to speak with an Italian accent!
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No. 685974 ID: cc240e

NO ONE drinks the wine. Feel free to collect a sample, though.
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No. 686216 ID: 64b434

Obvoisly we have an illuminatiproblem. These candles care far to tringle...
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No. 686222 ID: ea0ad9

>"What's the best advice you were ever given?"
Nanite swarms hate the cold.
>"What was the worst?"
Well, just take a look at [Default].
>"If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
Probably to increase my usable intelligence. It's mostly wasted on trivia.
>"If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?"
That answer will have to wait for some more hands on experience.
>"And what's the deal with Graphene? Is she a dog or a kid or what?"
Had her save her dog form, trying to get her to adapt a more human form. I'm not sure how I could have been dumb enough to attempt a transformation, but whoever cloned me ensured I knew to be more cautious, because that's what I'm doing. Everything I'm doing is a step at a time with her. I guess you could consider her both a pet and a daughter? That's not a question, don't count it.
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No. 686330 ID: 68685d
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686330

>>Best advice
>>Worst advice
>Stick your dick in...

"I'd say both the best and the worst advice I have ever been given was to stick my dick in things." I tell my date.

"I can see how that might get you into trouble." Shopkeep smiles back.

>She's inviting you to grope them, dunce. I don't know about you but I'd take that as a good sign.
What?! Oh damnit!

>>Change self
>"Right now? I would like to be less... clueless. I have this feeling that i managed to stumble through all of this without any insight against all odds."

She nods again. "Well, sometimes its better to be lucky than smart."

"That's... not very reassuring."

"Gotta keep on your toes."

>>Change Shopkeep
>"Your relative position. You're entirely too far away and too vertical right now."

"Well, hope springs eternal." Shopkeep picks up her wineglass to take a sip.

>I did think that "complimentary" wine sounded suspicious. Turns out it's château illuminati. Don't drink this, it's probably drugged.
Shit. I raise my glass to toast her and she extends hers to mine instead of drinking. "Speaking of good advice: Don't drink the wine. I think there's some thing wrong with it."

"Oh?"

I turn the wine bottle around. "An Illuminati plot!"

She leans in and squints. "Nah, apparently it's 'Chateau du Lumiere'."

"You're joking." I say.

"I never joke."

I look at the label myself. It is. It really is. At this point, I'm tempted to drink it on the basis that, if it is a trap, it's an insultingly bad one. It would probably be the quickest way to get to the heart of the plot. Just get drugged, wake up, escape from some poorly conceived deathtrap and confront the evil mastermind and his white cat.

Could it just be a prank? It couldn't be... Dad?!

Shopkeep twirls the wineglass in one hand. "So anyway, about that dog?"

>Stall her on the graphene issue. Be as oblique and unhelpful as possible while still technically answering. It's your best chance to even the score on questions.
>"As near as I can, she's a blob of the original goo that got left behind, suffered cold exposure, and got reset to factory defaults. That I then came along and messed me. So she's a kid in the sense that she's the product of both of me. Ah uh, in apparent intellect. Original goo was still smarter than that before I merged with her, right?"
>"I guess she just likes being a dog. My kid's a furry. A slime furry. With terrible taste in sunglasses. This is why you can't trust the internet to raise your kids!"

"I think those glasses are kind of cute."

"You didn't see the first set she was wearing!"

She doesn't seem very concerned by all of this. I'm starting to think she may not be the best barometer for crazy situations though. Maybe we should be doing something? Or should we be just carrying on with date like nothing's the matter?
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No. 686331 ID: 7f917c

Finish the food and go dick the nanogoos.
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No. 686334 ID: 2a7417

Don't dignify the insultingly bad trap by falling for it. Besides, who's to say they didn't drug the food too, or get you alone in an empty restaurant to ambush you? Just enjoy the food and walk home with the nanogoos for the night of your lives.
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No. 686335 ID: 91ee5f

>>686334
.....That's actually a good point. We should look around to see if we are the only people in the restaurant. If we are, then something's not right at all! We should leave and go check on the nanos to make sure nothing has happened to them while we were in here. O_o

Also, don't drink the wine! DX
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No. 686336 ID: 88960e

I don't suppose chemical analyzers or chemical scrubbers were included in Shopkeep's nano upgrades? She might be able to test the wine or safely consume it.

Jumping right for the obvious trap seems dumb. And not the fun kind of dumb, like feeding yourself to a nanogoo.

>Maybe we should be doing something? Or should we be just carrying on with date like nothing's the matter?
There is nothing more important than date banter.
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No. 686346 ID: 373323

>>686330
Obviously a "castle of light" is going to be illuminated. Still a trap.
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No. 686371 ID: 5ad4a7

Well if you do fall for the trap, then manage to escape it, it'd be a super interesting date! She's got nano-augments so it'll be easier than you'd expect. Easy enough to escape unscathed, though, that's the question.

Ask her if she wants to go on an adventure.
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No. 686396 ID: 64b434

Oh well. Perhaps its a case of benevolent Illuminati for a change. Does the Bottle have some additional information? A winemaker perhaps?
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No. 686435 ID: ea0ad9

>We should look around to see if we are the only people in the restaurant. If we are, then something's not right at all!
You're right. It's the middle of summer, and it's snowing. Something's not right with that!
Seriously though, there's nobody there because of the snow. Drink the wine anyways. If it's drugged, hey, who gives a flying whoop? They're not going to kill you. Worst case scenario, they just plant a sleeper idea in your head and wipe your memory of them. They cloned you, after all.
...Wait, does that mean Coffee Guy has clones? Do we have to engage in war against an army of douches with douchey shades?!
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No. 686474 ID: 91ee5f

>>686435
Well, yeah, there's not very many people out because of the snow, but that doesn't mean it will completely stop people from getting out of the house! There are people who will go out in bad weather to go to a restaurant if they wanted to go badly enough. For the restaurant they're in, which could probably hold close to 100 people on a busy day, I'd say in this bad weather there should be at least 10 people in there with them, not counting the work staff. If they're the only 2 customers then something's not right!

Also, if the weather's as bad as you say it is, then shouldn't the restaurant itself be closed? Why bother staying open if you know nobody's going to get out of the house?

>Coffee Guy clones.
Oh God, please no.....
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No. 686476 ID: 2a7417

>>686435
How do we know they cloned us? For all we know, we could get caught up in a secret war if we drink that "wine". Do not do it, soldier!
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No. 686918 ID: ba82e7
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686918

>I don't trust the waiter that brought us the wine, because whoever heard of a waiter with a French accent in an Italian restaurant? This is a themed restaurant! The staff is required to speak with an Italian accent!
I know, right? It's completely out of place!

>I don't suppose chemical analyzers or chemical scrubbers were included in Shopkeep's nano upgrades? She might be able to test the wine or safely consume it.
She didn't say anything about it before. I suspect she would just get drunk and/or drugged.

>They're not going to kill you. Worst case scenario, they just plant a sleeper idea in your head and wipe your memory of them. They cloned you, after all.
>How do we know they cloned us? For all we know, we could get caught up in a secret war if we drink that "wine". Do not do it, soldier!
You mean there might be two or more conspiracies?! Agh I'm not equipped to deal with this.

>...Wait, does that mean Coffee Guy has clones? Do we have to engage in war against an army of douches with douchey shades?!
Oh God please no.

>Don't dignify the insultingly bad trap by falling for it. Besides, who's to say they didn't drug the food too, or get you alone in an empty restaurant to ambush you? Just enjoy the food and walk home with the nanogoos for the night of your lives.
Right, play it cool. Just wait for the main meal, enjoy it, maybe have some non-Illuminati wine and then home to bed and not much sleeping.

I look around, pretending I'm looking for a waiter. No sign of the waiter with the mustache and the bad accent. There's a few other people scattered around the restaurant. I think one's watching me. Something about her makes me a little nervous.

Shopkeep finishes off her entrees and scoots her chair around, changing that one thing I asked her to change. She leans against me and whispers in my ear, a seductive purr in her voice. "I gotta take a dump."

I watch her behind as she sashays off. What a fine lady.

I pick up a fork and poke my food. Maybe I should do something while I wait for he to get back?

>Check on the nanos to make sure nothing has happened to them while we were in here.
Oh, um. I've got my (only) mobile with me so I can't actually get in touch with [default]?
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No. 686920 ID: 1b358e

>>686918
Start an eyebrow wiggling contest with that mostly shopkeep lookalike.
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No. 686924 ID: 0fc976

Watch her reaction if you pick up the wineglass.
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No. 686925 ID: 88960e

>Oh, um. I've got my (only) mobile with me so I can't actually get in touch with [default]?
Other you is gonna have to learn to clone a phone. She's robots anyways- how hard can it be to form one out of goo ?

>Maybe I should do something while I wait for he to get back?
Wave at glasses lady.
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No. 686932 ID: 2a7417

Quick, run through a list of all Illuminati code phrases you know.
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No. 686933 ID: 7f917c

Need to do something? Just daydream about what you plan on doing with those knockers, [default], and graphene.
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No. 686949 ID: 91ee5f

>>686918
Drop the wine on the floor! But make it look like an accident, like you were trying to get a drink and bumped the bottle off the table because you're really clumsy!
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No. 686951 ID: ca183f

>>686920
> mostly shopkeep lookalike
OF COURSE. IT'S HER OVERPROTECTIVE SISTER. WHO ALSO HAPPENS TO BE IN THE ILLUMINATI. IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW.
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No. 687005 ID: 5f1171
File 144927958296.png - (16.92KB , 600x400 , poseur.png )
687005

>Other you is gonna have to learn to clone a phone. She's robots anyways- how hard can it be to form one out of goo ?
Yeah but being able to magically make a phone doesn't magically register it with the telephone company.

>Start an eyebrow wiggling contest with that mostly shopkeep lookalike.
I don't think she liked that. Maybe I'm doing it wrong again.

>OF COURSE. IT'S HER OVERPROTECTIVE SISTER. WHO ALSO HAPPENS TO BE IN THE ILLUMINATI. IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW.
They can't be related, right?! That's crazy!

>Drop the wine on the floor! But make it look like an accident, like you were trying to get a drink and bumped the bottle off the table because you're really clumsy!
That'll make a huge mess! And wouldn't they just bring out a replacement?

>Watch her reaction if you pick up the wineglass.
No change. She's still just kind of frowning at me. Wait, she's waggling back!
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No. 687006 ID: 5f1171
File 144927962145.png - (9.89KB , 600x400 , are_you_being_served.png )
687006

I feel something cold and hard jab me in the kidney from behind. I whip my head around. Shit, it's the waiter with the bad French accent.

"Are you not enjoying the complimentary wine, monsieur?" Mustache says, his other hand on my shoulder to restrain me. "Our apologies. Would you like to come with me and select something else?" Whatever he's poking me in the back with is concealed under his stupid waiter towel. Please don't be a gun.
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No. 687007 ID: 0fc976

Say that you don't have zee proper cheese to go with zhis wine, and ask that he fetch some finely aged feta from zee kitchen.
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No. 687008 ID: 53c306

>>687006
Tell him you're waiting for your date to return is all. Would be rude to not wait.
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No. 687009 ID: 3663d3

>>687007
yes "zee vine is gud but vat is vine wivout zee cheese?"
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No. 687011 ID: 7f917c

>>687006
Whoa whoa whoa, hey buddy, we came here with a lady, we don't swing that way.

Also this restaurant has an Italian theme, you're horribly out of place.
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No. 687012 ID: 1895a8

"Do you have Peardrax?"
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No. 687013 ID: 5ad4a7

Smash him over the head with the wine bottle.
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No. 687014 ID: f2461f

Forgot the wine, just grab some hard liquor. Also is that a lethal weapon or are just happy to see me?
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No. 687015 ID: 86cfc3

>>687006
Tell him you apologize, but you don't drink.

If he insists on providing us with a complimentary something, perhaps he can come back with some dessert later?

Last ditch excuse is it would be rude to select something without letting the lady have her input.
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No. 687016 ID: bb78f2

>>687006
He CAN'T be willing to shoot you in public.
No one ever says no in this situation, everyone just freezes up and does what the hostage taker says.
There's no plan B for when No is said.

Just explain you're not much of a drinker and would simply prefer to enjoy the food.
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No. 687017 ID: ad936f

>>687005
That's a very powerful pose, she must be someone important.

Tell the Illuminati waiter that well you appreciate the offer, you don't drink alcohol anymore, and you really don't want to relapse.
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No. 687022 ID: 5f1171
File 144928410428.png - (14.33KB , 600x400 , vacate_the_table.png )
687022

>He CAN'T be willing to shoot you in public.
>No one ever says no in this situation, everyone just freezes up and does what the hostage taker says.
>There's no plan B for when No is said.
It's not your life maybe on the line!

>Tell him you're waiting for your date to return is all. Would be rude to not wait.
I wriggle in Mustache's vice-like grip on my shoulder. He's pretty strong! "Oh, could you wait until my date comes back? She's better at picking wines than me."

He smiles thinly. "I insist."

>Say that you don't have zee proper cheese to go with zhis wine, and ask that he fetch some finely aged feta from zee kitchen.
"Oh hoh hoh hoh then. Can you get me zee proper cheese from zee kitcheoune to go wiht zhis wine? Some finely aged feta maybe?"

Mustache hauls me to my feet and starts forcing me towards the door. I bump into the table. "Listen you little shit." He hisses in my ear. "You're coming with me."

He has a Plan B! HE HAS A PLAN B!
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No. 687024 ID: 1f8505

>>687022

PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC
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No. 687025 ID: bb78f2

Trip and fall like a clumsy oaf. Make a scene, he'll hide the weapon.

No one ever thinks about TRIPPING themselves, so he'll be caught off guard.

No ones has a Plan C for THAT!
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No. 687027 ID: 3663d3

garb heavy, object smash him over the head. if you get shot, goos an rez you.
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No. 687028 ID: ad936f

>>687024
No, do the opposite of that.

Throw all your weight directly backwards into him. Worst case scenario; you get shot and die. Best case scenario; you knock him flat on his ass, unconscious, and escape. Most likely scenario; you cause a huge scene and fuck up his plan.
No matter what you can't do what he says. He hasn't shot you yet, which means whatever he's planning is better for his team than your death. The fact that he's your enemy also means that whatever is good for his team is bad for your team, therefore whatever he's planning for you is literally worse than death.
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No. 687030 ID: 86cfc3

>>687022
Bluff.

Raise your eyebrow and ask if he really thinks you're afraid. You fed yourself to a nanogoo last week.

All we have to do is stall long enough for Shopkeeper to come back, then she'll axe murder him.
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No. 687031 ID: 2f4b71

>>687022
"Bad touch! Bad touch!"
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No. 687032 ID: b8ceae

>>687022
Shout "GET YOUR HAND OFF MY ASS, PERVERT!"

If you get shot then the nanogoos can patch you up (Probably), but if he takes you away you're just straight up DEAD. Make a scene and hope that either gets Shopgirl's attention or dissuades him from trying to force the issue.

Remember: If he was ok with getting caught he wouldn't have bothered with these ruses.
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No. 687035 ID: 0fc976

Help! Help! I'm being oppressed!

Trip all over yourself, drag tablecloths off the table with everything on them.
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No. 687036 ID: 5f1171
File 144928864144.png - (12.50KB , 600x400 , kerfluffle.png )
687036

>He hasn't shot you yet, which means whatever he's planning is better for his team than your death.
I don't want to die OR hyper-die!

>If you get shot, goos can rez you.
Can they?!

>All we have to do is stall long enough for Shopkeeper to come back, then she'll axe murder him.
>PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC
Ablaghamahblargh!

>Help! Help! I'm being oppressed!
>Trip all over yourself, drag tablecloths off the table with everything on them.
>"Bad touch! Bad touch!"
"Help! Help! I'm being oppressed!" I shout, stumbling and flailing. I manage to drag the tablecloth and junk off and get it partially wound around me, but he keeps me on my feet.

"Sir!" Mustache says, steadying me. Oh, so much for the accent. "You've had too much to drink!" The other diners turn and frown at me.

>Raise your eyebrow and ask if he really thinks you're afraid. You fed yourself to a nanogoo last week.
My eyebrows are out of control. "You think I'm afraid of you!?" I gibber. "I fed myself to a nanoswarm last week!"

"You what?!" Mustache's grip slackens for a moment. "Code Blue. Code Blue!" he says urgently, quietly. He's in contact with someone?!
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No. 687037 ID: 5f1171
File 144928868026.png - (18.18KB , 400x600 , get_in_the_robot.png )
687037

A few of the closest diners are getting up and backing away from this apparent drunken spectacle. I notice my watcher hasn't budged.

She adjusts her glasses. "My goodness, h-h-how did we eVer survive to aDulthOod? Do you need some HElp there?"

Wait, that's- OH THANK GOD FOR STALKERS.
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No. 687038 ID: b8ceae

>>687037
"YES PLEASE! HE HAS A GUN!"
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No. 687039 ID: 3663d3

"eat one waiter!"
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No. 687040 ID: ad936f

Thank god I'm here to save me!

>>687038
That, or he has a metallic boner.

Call yourself a pervert, even if you would do the same in your own shoes.
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No. 687041 ID: 86cfc3

My, who could that mild mannered young lady be behind those glasses? I don't recognize her at all.

>My goodness, h-h-how did we eVer survive to aDulthOod? Do you need some HElp there?"
Dumb luck, I think. Good thing it still works.

Yes, help please.

>OH THANK GOD FOR STALKERS.
Yandre finally works in our favor!

>>687039
No eat orders, we might need him for information, and there's the chance we could be stuck in one location for too long if she's forced to eat him.
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No. 687043 ID: 0fc976

Oh glob, she ate Shopkeep and is wearing her skin! And that still worries me less than the Illuminati french-italian man-handling waiter dude!

-Did you really eat a car that fast?
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No. 687046 ID: bb78f2

Wait... implied time travel?
The conspiracy was made by us THIS ENTIRE TIME.
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No. 687048 ID: 5ad4a7

Don't eat this guy, he has answers. Ask for some help restraining him though.
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No. 687049 ID: 3663d3

>>687046
what?
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No. 687053 ID: bb78f2

>>687049
I thought we tried having the nanogoos transform into more human like to blend in and failed, so my thought process went that [default] either developed it REALLY quick between the last time we saw her or she time traveled to the past after mastering a bunch of skills. Her dialog also made me think she came from the future with prior knowledge and skepticism when she asks "How did we survive into Adulthood?" which makes me wonder if this isn't default but instead [default 2] or Graphene, who merges with us later in the timeline. I know we're clones so "We" is a valid question, but I think my idea is somewhat valid within this crazy world.

She WAS supposed to be with Graphene, so for some reason [default] ditched her somewhere and now Graphene's all alone and defensless in the big bad world. I'd rather think this is one of us from the future rather than think that Graphene's alone.
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No. 687076 ID: 799984

Put your dick in it.
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No. 687078 ID: 0fc976

Much as it would be bad for him to shoot us in public, it would be bad to eat him in public. Order default not to eat him, only restrain him, and eat any weapons he has on him.

Then we'll take him out back and eat him!
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No. 687079 ID: 5ad4a7

>>687078
...but what if, get this... we took the weapon so that Son could use it?
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No. 687080 ID: ca183f

>>687053
Son,
WOULD YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF AN ADULT?
This is clearly the most important question at this moment.
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No. 687081 ID: 0fc976

>>687079
Don't be silly. You'd shoot your eye out.
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No. 687082 ID: 7f917c

>>687037
Code blue..? Is he from a hospital? Or perhaps a cloning facility?

But yes, you need help. Badly.
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No. 687178 ID: a107fd

Waiter has intel we could use, but his weapon probably doesn't. Solution: instruct [default] to eat one pistol.
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No. 687183 ID: 0fc976

>>687178
Better figure out what the weapon is before we give [default] an inescapable order.
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No. 687225 ID: a107fd

>>687183
Alright, then, eat one waiter's uniform, and we can figure things out from there.
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No. 690756 ID: 7ae8e1
File 145135020674.png - (11.57KB , 600x400 , gendowned.png )
690756

>Son,
>WOULD YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF AN ADULT?
>This is clearly the most important question at this moment.
What, yes! I'm a manly man adult who can drink and drive a car but not both at once because that's illegal.

>"YES PLEASE! HE HAS A GUN!"
My not at all alike doppelganger gets out of her seat and walks over.

>Eat one waiter!
>No eat orders, we might need him for information, and there's the chance we could be stuck in one location for too long if she's forced to eat him.
>Much as it would be bad for him to shoot us in public, it would be bad to eat him in public. Order default not to eat him, only restrain him, and eat any weapons he has on him.
>Then we'll take him out back and eat him!
>Waiter has intel we could use, but his weapon probably doesn't. Solution: instruct [default] to eat one pistol.
>Better figure out what the weapon is before we give [default] an inescapable order.
Aaaaaaah, I leave it up to her discretion!

"Madam," he says, "I apologise for this interruption. Please get back to your eat while I eject this unruly patron."

She punches him.

I try to pull away but the tablecloth is still wound around my legs and I fall flat on my ass. The weapon the waiter was threatening me with clatters to the ground and rolls into me. He was holding an empty wine bottle?! The Illuminati are under-funded?!
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No. 690757 ID: 7ae8e1
File 145135028221.png - (18.16KB , 600x400 , deja_vu.png )
690757

By the time I'm back on my feet, [default]'s got him pinned.

"Hey, hands off!" the waiter squirms in her grip.

"I don't like unnecessarily hurting people." she tells him. "But I don't like threats to my very good friends, so perhaps I should cause some harm to your person."

I've got the weirdest sense of deja vu.

>Oh glob, she ate Shopkeep and is wearing her skin! And that still worries me less than the Illuminati french-italian man-handling waiter dude!
Whaaaat, I am at least 87% sure that didn't happen.

>My, who could that mild mannered young lady be behind those glasses? I don't recognize her at all.
"Why thank you, mild mannered young lady who I have never met." I say to her.

>-Did you really eat a car that fast?
"Did you really finish the car that quick?"

"It's almost as if I can multitask, somehow!" she says. Oh right, two bodies.

Um, we're kind of still in public, we've got some people staring at us and there's still no sign of Shopkeep?

"Help!" the waiter shouts. Ah crap.
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No. 690758 ID: 3663d3

grab candelabra, use fire to ward others off.
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No. 690760 ID: 5ad4a7

>>690757
Alright, since he's unarmed, tell nano-you to check the bathroom for Shopkeep, and you'll go take the "waiter" to the manager of the establishment to get him properly restrained.
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No. 690761 ID: 0fc976

Roll him up in a tablecloth like a burrito. A big, tasty burrito. That you eat.
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No. 690763 ID: dc07bb

>>690757
Tell the waiter to calm down. Maybe he'd like a nice glass of wine? On us.

(Get him to drink the drugged wine).
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No. 690766 ID: bb78f2

>>690757
Help? You pretended to have a gun to my back!
Your lucky I don't want to call the police. I will get my date and leave and NEVER come to this restaurant again.
Such terrible service. I mean, what self respecting spy waiter doesn't have a real gun? Ugh, the SHAME. Even 2-Star restaurants could manage that!

Stick your dick RIGHT OUT THAT DOOR!
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No. 690767 ID: 2ccbb3

Distract everyone while Nano throws them under a table and eats their throats out!
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No. 690770 ID: 15720c

>The weapon the waiter was threatening me with clatters to the ground and rolls into me. He was holding an empty wine bottle?!
Wait, wait. This was all just a prank?
>The Illuminati are under-funded?!
No, if that were the case, they'd bring in a knife instead. This guy didn't actually intend any harm to you. I think your dad is pulling a prank here. And, now that you're aware, you may as well see it through to figure out how it'll end.
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No. 690772 ID: 7f917c

Ask nano to fuse his kneecaps and elbows or something. That should keep him from being to much of a bother.
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No. 690773 ID: b8ceae

>>690757
"Can you rip memories out of people you eat? Assuming he doesn't want to just explain what's going on."
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No. 690813 ID: a107fd

>Whaaaat, I am at least 87% sure that didn't happen.

Considering that "eat rival, wear skin" is within the scope of yandere behavior, you should at least ask where she got the disguise.
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No. 690814 ID: dc07bb

>>690813
When we're safely away. Let's not tell Illuminati spies your secrets of disguise.
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No. 690815 ID: 2a7417

That bottle was probably just a silencer for the weapon he still has on him! Perform a citizen's arrest using flash-fabricated nanogoo handcuffs.
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No. 690816 ID: 724518

Pretend like you guys are singing together. Follow up his "help" with, "I need somebody!" Next time he shouts it, go, "Not just anybody!" "Help!" "You know I need someone!" etc.
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No. 690830 ID: b5b419

Wait, didn't shopkeep drink the wine?

Where is she?
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No. 690853 ID: 7ae8e1
File 145146620457.png - (12.82KB , 600x400 , important_people_whose_opinions_matter.png )
690853

"What's wrong with you?!"

"Noooo, my uneventful dinner!"

"Someone call the police!"

"Is this that reality show where they go into a restaurant and wreck up the place!? Hi mum!"

Ah shit, the other diners are getting feisty.

>Grab candelabra, use fire to ward others off.
They're not bears.

>Tell the waiter to calm down. Maybe he'd like a nice glass of wine? On us.
I'm not going to be able to get him to drink it without forcing it down his throat.

>Ask nano to fuse his kneecaps and elbows or something. That should keep him from being too much of a bother.
Woah, that's sick! Bad-sick, not cool-sick!

>That bottle was probably just a silencer for the weapon he still has on him! Perform a citizen's arrest using flash-fabricated nanogoo handcuffs.
"Can you make handcuffs or something?"

"Yeah sure I guess." [default] replies.

>Alright, since he's unarmed, tell nano-you to check the bathroom for Shopkeep
Right, I can't go in there. It's the girl's bathroom. Those mysteries are not for my eyes.

"Hey, we've got to get out of here. Can you see what's taking our mutual friend so long in the bathroom?"

[default] nods. "You keep an eye on this guy. Don't screw it up."

She has such low self-confidence. It wounds me.
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No. 690854 ID: 7ae8e1
File 145146644667.png - (11.96KB , 600x400 , waiting_to_move.png )
690854

So it's just me and the spy/waiter/henchman whose hands are tied.

>No, if that were the case, they'd bring in a knife instead. This guy didn't actually intend any harm to you. I think your dad is pulling a prank here. And, now that you're aware, you may as well see it through to figure out how it'll end.
That's impossible. How could Dad possibly have known I'd be here?

>Considering that "eat rival, wear skin" is within the scope of yandere behavior, you should at least ask where she got the disguise.
Uh, technically I think I'm the rival here?

>When we're safely away. Let's not tell Illuminati spies your secrets of disguise.
Yeah, there's no way I'm opening that potential can of worms.

"You'll never get away with this, you fiend!" the waiter says.

Ugh, he's in pretty high spirits for a guy who just got punched in the face by more or less a killer robot.

>Help? You pretended to have a gun to my back!
>You're lucky I don't want to call the police. I will get my date and leave and NEVER come to this restaurant again.
>Such terrible service. I mean, what self respecting spy waiter doesn't have a real gun? Ugh, the SHAME. Even 2-Star restaurants could manage that!
"H-hey!" I say. "You pretended you had a gun to my back! You're lucky I'm not calling the police! With this sort of service I should boycott the place!"

"They'd only arrest you for being drunk and disorderly and a threat to the planet." he sniffs, summoning his dignity.

Shit, he's sassing me back.

Maybe I should try to get him to the door. That other guy's on his phone, cursing about call queues and the rest could theoretically pluck up their courage and rush me at any minute!
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No. 690856 ID: 3663d3

"how about you shut up or i set you on fire?"
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No. 690857 ID: 0fc976

Practice fire safety! Get that candlestick holder off your date's jacket.

Initiate Counter-Backsass Maneuver 63-Alpha: "We didn't even touch your wine, you Commie spy!" (From the CIA Prisoner Handling Manual & Jokebook, ca. 1960)

Are you sure this restaurant has separate mens and womens' restrooms? Maybe it's a one-person unisex bathroom. If [default] doesn't come back within half a minute, go investigate yourself. Tell the "waiter" the handcuffs will start a cascade reaction if he tries to escape.
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No. 690858 ID: ad936f

>Uh, technically I think I'm the rival here?
No, you're the side ho and/or extra life.

Explain to the people how this man tried to drug you and then he tried to kidnap you. Reassure them that you have everything under control and politely ask them to return to their dining.
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No. 690859 ID: 0fc976

>>690858
Explaining the insanity to the crowd always makes it worse. Act like everything is perfectly normal, or get accusatory when people ask questions.
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No. 690860 ID: 7ae8e1
File 145147121415.png - (18.66KB , 600x400 , candle_save.png )
690860

>"How about you shut up or I set you on fire?"
I growl that menacingly at my captive. Yeah, that'll show him who's boss.

>Practice fire safety! Get that candlestick holder off your date's jacket.
Oh, no! Uh, they're those fake ones with the flame shaped candles. Phew.

I don't know what I would set the waiter on fire with now.

>Explain to the people how this man tried to drug you and then he tried to kidnap you. Reassure them that you have everything under control and politely ask them to return to their dining.
Right, gotta take charge of the situation! I look over the crowd.

"There's a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of this." I say.

>Explaining the insanity to the crowd always makes it worse. Act like everything is perfectly normal, or get accusatory when people ask questions.
Wait, shit. "And I don't have to explain it to the likes of you! Get back to your dinner!"

"Are you a TV star?" the one who was wondering about reality TV asks.

"Who's asking!?" I shout back.
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No. 690861 ID: 7ae8e1
File 145147128211.png - (13.87KB , 600x400 , pow.png )
690861

>>Uh, technically I think I'm the rival here?
>No, you're the side ho and/or extra life.
The thought of being the spare doesn't make me happy.

Movement behind me.

Agh, my face! The waiter punches me (the boss) in the face! I keel over yet again. By the time I look up, he's disappearing through the swing doors for the kitchen.

Shit!
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No. 690862 ID: 5ad4a7

>>690861
Follow him, but don't just charge in there. He could have friends. Peek through the door before going in. Also, keep in mind you have to meet up with Default. Don't disappear on her. If you can't immediately retrieve the impostor, just go to the bathrooms and wait there.

Also if there are pointy/sharp knives on the table, grab one. If not just take the empty wine bottle.
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No. 690863 ID: 3663d3

you can't be useless now! give chase. get knife as soon as you can. watch your back.
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No. 690873 ID: 2a7417

Grab [default] before chasing after the host(age). Imply a sense of urgency in your voice.
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No. 690884 ID: bb78f2

>>690861
You know what we should have done?
Hand cuffed his legs too.
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No. 690904 ID: 99a64d

>The thought of being the spare doesn't make me happy.

Tough shit, sometimes you've gotta live with what you've been given in the cyberpunk near future.

>fulfilling basically every bad guy stereotype possible
This can only go well.

Grab wepon get bakup

Actually, on second thought, now that the Illuminati waiter is gone we really have no reason to stay here. Capturing him probably wouldn't snag us much useful information (if any). Check yourself for trackers and then skedaddle.
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No. 690910 ID: d0868f

>Ah shit, the other diners are getting feisty.
What happened to "We practically have the place to ourselves."? Darn other people intruding on our abandoned restaurant!

>"Are you a TV star?" the one who was wondering about reality TV asks.
Of course! (Same logic as if someone asks if you're a god, you say yes).

>>690861
Complain about the service here, and how he's sure not getting a tip!
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No. 690912 ID: d0868f

>The thought of being the spare doesn't make me happy.
Hey, it's better than being the canon fodder.
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No. 690914 ID: 0fc976

>>690884
But how? Legs don't have hands!
Unless... we fuse his arms and legs together!

In terms of less bad ideas, let's grab the other you and get out of here!

...and Shopkeep too I guess.
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No. 690935 ID: 7ae8e1
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690935

>What happened to "We practically have the place to ourselves."? Darn other people intruding on our abandoned restaurant!
It's a good sized restaurant and there's like half a dozen people here. That IS practically empty.

>If there are pointy/sharp knives on the table, grab one. If not just take the empty wine bottle.
They're just regular knives. I grab the wine bottle. Yeah, I'm armed and dangerous now!

>In terms of less bad ideas, let's grab the other you and get out of here!
>...and Shopkeep too I guess.
I go to the bathroom and hammer on the ladies' door.

[default] emerges. She looks mad. "She's not in there."

"She's been kidnapped?!" I say. "Look, the waiter got away and-"

"You hAd ONE jOBb!"

"Your voice is going funny again."

"It's cUte, d-d-damnIiIITttT!"

"Look if we hurry, we can catch that waiter and-"

"No."

"No?"

"I'm taking chargE here. So w-w-what I'M going to do is unmask the conSpiRacy, save the day, get the girl and generally clean up your meSses. YOU are going to taKE Graphene home. If you think you can manage to do that and nOt shit the bed in the process. Got i-i-it?"

Ouch.
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No. 690936 ID: b5b419

>>690935
Hopefully Graphene wasn't kidnapped too.

...Man, you can't even act as backup, she can make DUPLICATES of herself.

"Can you promise to remain calm and not go out and kill everyone? Especially if Shopkeeper turns out to be a double agent? Oh yeah, you may wanna look at the wine label."
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No. 690937 ID: 3663d3

tell them no back. you are tired of everyone acting like shit's your fault. if the god damn Illuminati weren't involved then none of this shit would have happened.


so now you are getting those super powers. improve strength speed and stamina. aka, you want to be a god damn terminator.

and everyone else in here, FUCK THEM! nanogoo turns them into raw materials for your upgrade. then you go out and kick everyone's ass until you find shopkeep.
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No. 690939 ID: 3d2d5f

>>690935
Tell other you they're already watching Graphene (two places at once, right?), so why do you need to do it?

Besides, you can't go home yet. The date's not over! (When they protest, ask them when the last time something being stupidly dangerous stopped them from pursuing tits, miss fed herself to nanogoo).

...can we track Shopkeep by her goo-implants? Making them trackers sure seems like a yandre thing to do.

But hey, she can take charge on the rescue mission. She's technically got the superpowers, and seniority. But she'll need backup if they have anti nano stuff! So you're coming along.

Besides, if they're the clone masters, you need me to stop them using other clones to order you around.
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No. 690942 ID: 799984

>>690935
Woah, projecting much.

But she's right. She can handle this, you should go home and get sexy for your mistresses.
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No. 690961 ID: b8ceae

>>690935
Take Graphene home.
Teach her how to make powered armor and manpack railguns.
When the time is right you will redeem yourself with a Big Damn Heroes moment.
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No. 690962 ID: bb78f2

>>690935
Hey, I'm you, alright. We need to get that straight, the differences are minimal, you have the SAME capacity to get shit done as I can, well okay you can do Nanomachine shit but still, we're the same beyond that.

Don't go all "I'm superior" to me, you need me! We're two sides of the same coin. The truth of the matter is, given your own agnecy, you would do and act nearly the same, and if you think I'm going to screw the next part of the plan up, that means YOU think YOU yourself is going to screw up. The only way to prevent that is to have two of the same minds helping each other out!
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No. 690969 ID: 0fc976

Just... let her be. Dealing with yourself can make people notice flaws about themselves that they don't want to admit they have. Such as (y)our tendency to get caught up in a tidal wave of bad decisions and Illuminati plots.
Go to Graphene and You-2. ("the good twin," you mutter under your breath.)
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No. 690985 ID: 99a64d

You would've done the same in my place! I know this because I'm you, actively in the process of being in my place.
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No. 691078 ID: b5b419

>>690935
You're not emotionally stable and you don't always make good decisions when you're upset. I know that, because I'm you! And with the nanogoo, you're really bad at making you're own choices.

Even if they do tend to be poor choices.

I can be the Charlie to your Angels!
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No. 691226 ID: 7ae8e1
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691226

>"Don't go all "I'm superior" to me, you need me! We're two sides of the same coin."
Yeah, that'll show my predecessor!

"Of course I am m-m-more. It is AXiomatic. It is simple maths. I am you pluS SOmething else. So if we're really tWo sides of the same coin then g-g-get in my shadow."

Aaaaagh in addition to being me, [default]'s also a huge bitch sometimes!

>"You would've done the same in my place! I know this because I'm you, actively in the process of being in my place."

That doesn't seem to impress my faux-human doppelganger. "Well in tHat case you'd be doing the exaCT same thing as me in my place." She shrugs as if there's nothing to be done.

>But she'll need backup if they have anti nano stuff! So you're coming along.
"What if they have anti-nano stuff, huh? What if it's a situation you can't handle?"

"Oh riGht." she says. "Just imagine if they have flaAAamethrowers or something why you'd leap iNTo action and, oh that's r-r-right, BURst into flames and die. Oh, maybe it's liquid nitrogeN or high voltage? No, wait, you STill die in all of these cases." She's been picking up too much sass from Shopkeep.

>"If they're the clone masters, you need me to stop them using other clones to order you around."

[default] waves it away. "You should knoW By now how very few binding voice commands there actually are. Quite convEeniently NOne of them actually include 'Stop'. I caN circumvent them if I really NEed to."

"Wait, not eating me wasn't 'Really need to'?"

"OBviously."

>...Man, you can't even act as backup, she can make DUPLICATES of herself.
I'm feeling redundant. Maybe it would be better being cannon fodder. At least they're useful.

>Just... let her be. Dealing with yourself can make people notice flaws about themselves that they don't want to admit they have. Such as (y)our tendency to get caught up in a tidal wave of bad decisions and Illuminati plots.
>Go to Graphene and You-2. ("the good twin," you mutter under your breath.)
Yeah, I probably should before I get sucked out to sea.

>Take Graphene home.
>Teach her how to make powered armour and manpack railguns.
>When the time is right you will redeem yourself with a Big Damn Heroes moment.
I can dream, right? Just one thing first.

>"You're not emotionally stable and you don't always make good decisions when you're upset. I know that, because I'm you! And with the nanogoo, you're really bad at making your own choices."
>"Even if they do tend to be poor choices."
>"I can be the Charlie to your Angels!"

"FiiIIiine." she says, putting a hand on my shoulder. "If it makes you feeL ANy better I'll let you give mE some orders to help me stay focUsed. B-b-but make it quick."

I feel I'm being condescended to here.
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No. 691227 ID: 0fc976

Take one [1] stick out of your ass.
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No. 691228 ID: 3663d3

stay rational. if someone surrenders then glue them to the floor instead of killing them so they can be interrogated.
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No. 691229 ID: d0868f

>Aaaaagh in addition to being me, [default]'s also a huge bitch sometimes!
And you're bitching about it. See? You're the same!

>>691226
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." (On one level it's a joke, on another level, it gives automatic priority to any action Default judges as something she would have done, rather than what she perceives as being forced upon it. It's also vague enough she can interpret it however she needs to).

"Save your girlfriend" gives priority to anything she judges as helping Shopkeep, and again, is vague enough she can interpret it as needed.

..."Make Dad proud".

If we wanted to be a dick, we could try and order "Take me with you", except why be a dick to yourself. And there are obvious loopholes. ("I am taking you with me, I ate you after all").

>>691228
Too specific.
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No. 691230 ID: 0fc976

You want orders? Fine. >Enhance knockers
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No. 691235 ID: d0868f

Oh, and how that the butler is gone, maybe ask how she made the disguise.

Should we loot the (probably) drugged wine? We might need to drug someone later.
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No. 691242 ID: 91ee5f

>>691226
Wait, I just thought of something. Are you still split in two? You never specified if you were or not.

If you are, then I've got to ask: Can the other you act like a radio or something? Like, you can see and hear everything the other you is doing and vice versa? Because that would actually be a helpful way to stay in contact with each other. You know, just in case of an emergency.
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No. 691258 ID: b5b419

>>691226
Remain calm, pay attention to details, figure out where shopkeep is, try not to murder people unless they're TOTALLY evil or about to hurt/kill someone you like.

Also give [Default] a hug before leaving.
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No. 691264 ID: bb78f2

>>691226
Chose down 1 Illuminati Butler
Rescue 1 damsel... wait, she has super strength and speed right? How the fuck did she get kidnapped?
Maintain radio contact, so we can know what the fuck is going on at the house and if we need to come as backup.
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No. 691364 ID: 799984

>>691226
Be careful.
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No. 691617 ID: 7ae8e1
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691617

>>Aaaaagh in addition to being me, [default]'s also a huge bitch sometimes!
>And you're bitching about it. See? You're the same!
Aaaaaagh.

>Take one [1] stick out of your ass.
>You want orders? Fine. >Enhance knockers
I don't think I want to be provoking her at this point.

>Rescue 1 damsel... wait, she has super strength and speed right? How the fuck did she get kidnapped?
I don't know! [default] seems pretty confident about getting her back. Maybe she knows something I don't.

>"Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
>(On one level it's a joke, on another level, it gives automatic priority to any action Default judges as something she would have done, rather than what she perceives as being forced upon it. It's also vague enough she can interpret it however she needs to).

She looks like it was a struggle not to roll her eyes. "I'll keEP That in mind."

>"Save your girlfriend" gives priority to anything she judges as helping Shopkeep, and again, is vague enough she can interpret it as needed.

"T-t-thaT's the plaN."

>..."Make Dad proud".
She smiles enigmatically. "I have everyYy intention of doing that."

>If we wanted to be a dick, we could try and order "Take me with you", except why be a dick to yourself. And there are obvious loopholes. ("I am taking you with me, I ate you after all").
Yeah I don't want her kidnapping me and stuffing me in a trunk or something.

>Wait, I just thought of something. Are you still split in two? You never specified if you were or not.
>If you are, then I've got to ask: Can the other you act like a radio or something? Like, you can see and hear everything the other you is doing and vice versa? Because that would actually be a helpful way to stay in contact with each other. You know, just in case of an emergency.
"Hey, wait." I say. "You're split in two still, right? Can we use that to stay in touch?"

"I aM split, yES. I don't seE why n-n-not. I'll meet up with you at the wareHOuse."

>Oh, and how that the butler is gone, maybe ask how she made the disguise.
"Just quickly, how are you looking like that?"

"Oh that's eaSY, I changed m-m-my surface colour and teeEXTure. I haven't figured out convINcing eyes."

"But when Graphene tried it she just turned kind of pinkish?"

"I'm a l-l-liTTle older and wiser than she is."

>Also give [Default] a hug before leaving.
We hug. She pats me on the back and whispers in my ear. "Relax, I'm sure eVErything's going to work out iN the end."

I wish I had her faith.
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No. 691618 ID: 7ae8e1
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691618

I hustle to the warehouse where we left the car. Hopefully an ex-car by now. [default]'s waiting for me just inside the door. She's bundled up in clothes and looking kind of chunky.

She nods at me. "So how'd tHE date go?"

"What?! But you were at the thing! Don't tell me that wasn't you?!"

She lets me stew for a second and then waggles her eyebrows. "I'm messing with you."

"Agh don't do that."

"It's so haaAArd to resist."

"Are you ready to go? Where's Graphene?"

"I'm just finishiNG up now. But we have a proBlem."

Graphene bounds in and sits in front of me, tail wagging furiously. Thankfully she doesn't try to punch or jump up on me.

"Hiiiiii!?! Woof. Bark!"

She got bigger.

"If you have any ideas for smuggling half a ton of dog home, I'm all ears."
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No. 691619 ID: 0b4dd7

>>691618
oh god, ride Graphene home. ride her everywhere.
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No. 691620 ID: 799984

Put your dick in it.
Ride it.
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No. 691621 ID: 3663d3

>>691619
>>691620
guys, the ice and snow is kind of horribly deadly to uncovered nanos.

go back inside and steal all the tablecloths, use them to make a makeshift coat.
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No. 691622 ID: 5ad4a7

>>691618
Multiple dogs are easier than one big dog. We could store her in suitcases or duffel bags, etc.

Teach her to shake hands! Also, roll over and play dead.
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No. 691623 ID: b8ceae

>>691618
Just have Graphene make an internal heater, fiberglass fur, rubber footpads, and a passenger compartment. Then ride the dogbus home.
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No. 691626 ID: d0868f

>>691618
Is it hard having 4 eyes, and coordinating 2 yous, or does that just come naturally with the goo?

Graphine ditched her winter clothes, is the cold gonna be a problem for her? It won't do if her outer layers start flaking off dead and frozen along the way, even if that might make her smaller and a little more manageable.

Um. Could we make booties out of something? So she doesn't freeze her little feet.

...we left the restaurant without paying, didn't we? We never made it to the check. We could blow Coffee Guy's cash on a taxi ride or something if we don't want to walk.
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No. 691627 ID: bb78f2

>>691618
Graphene, turn into a working, ridable go-cart like thing that can fit two people. Just get creative girl, you don't need engine parts, just wheels that you can move really fast using the power of traction and use to project and change direction.
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No. 691628 ID: 724518

Couldn't Graphene just... Excrete excess raw materials and come back for them later if we decide we still need them? I guess that'd defeat the purpose of having eaten that car in the first place, huh.
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No. 691630 ID: 0fc976

Hmm...

Have Graphene form a snowplow for clearing the path in front of her?
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No. 691643 ID: a107fd

Graphene, morph into an elephant. It's like a gray dog, but bigger, with curved pointy bits on the front. Extrude roll cage and padded passenger seat from your back as a howdah.

Then, march back to the apartment like some prince out of Near Eastern myth.
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No. 691645 ID: 7ae8e1
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691645

>oh god, ride Graphene home. ride her everywhere.
"Oh my God, I want to ride her home!" I say. "I want to ride her everywhere!"

Graphene wags her tail.

>The ice and snow is kind of horribly deadly to uncovered nanos.
"Buuut, it's cold outside. Hmmm."

>Graphine ditched her winter clothes, is the cold gonna be a problem for her? It won't do if her outer layers start flaking off dead and frozen along the way, even if that might make her smaller and a little more manageable.
She's pretty big now, but she'll definitely start freezing up. I wouldn't want to risk her outside for long.

>Multiple dogs are easier than one big dog. We could store her in suitcases or duffel bags, etc.
>Is it hard having 4 eyes, and coordinating 2 yous, or does that just come naturally with the goo?
"Uh, could we split her into multiple, smaller dogs to move her around? How hard is it doing that? Having two yous?"

"A-a-actuaLly I have more than tHat." [default] says, entering the room flanked by two smaller versions of herself. "It's not eaSY. It makes me stupid. It's hard to do tOO much at once. These t-t-two are basically sleepwalking." She pats her escorts on their shoulders and then she points to the first one who spoke with me. "She's the braIns of the oUtfit right now."

I think I might be looking at the start of a grey goo scenario. "Um, just how many yous are there right now?" I say.

"Six." the original one says.

"Um, is that counting me?" I say, looking around. One at the restaurant, four here, one missing.

"No, she's getTIng dresSed silly. By the way, I still neED to eat three peRcent of a car."

"How did that happen?"

"DefinITional conflict witH Graphene on what counted as part of the CAr and whether you meant PErcentage by weight or volume. It seemed best to avoiD risking her running off."

>Couldn't Graphene just... Excrete excess raw materials and come back for them later if we decide we still need them? I guess that'd defeat the purpose of having eaten that car in the first place, huh.
It's all nanomachines now!

>Um. Could we make booties out of something? So she doesn't freeze her little feet.
>Just have Graphene make an internal heater, fibreglass fur, rubber footpads, and a passenger compartment. Then ride the dogbus home.
>...we left the restaurant without paying, didn't we? We never made it to the check. We could blow Coffee Guy's cash on a taxi ride or something if we don't want to walk.
Uh, let me think. I literally have over a ton of nanomachines in the room with me here. I could probably just try to hail some taxis, but it might be hard to convince them to take my 'dog' and we'll need at least three so it'll cost a heap. Or we could try to make a protective suit for Graphene and be cool and and rider her home and possibly be arrested for being too cool.

Also I'd definitely need a cart or sled or something because there's no way she can carry six people.
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No. 691646 ID: 5ad4a7

>>691645
>sled
>very large dog
>dogsled
MAXIMUM COOL. If only we could solve the heating problem. Damn, if we had planned ahead, we could've left the upholstery and tires behind. The upholstery could be repurposed as insulation and the tires as road-contact material.

What's around here we could use for materials?
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No. 691650 ID: 3663d3

like i said, tablecloths. we already hate the restaurant and it hates us.
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No. 691652 ID: 3d2d5f

>3% of a car
So... What. A mirror or the cupholder or something?

>too many goos
If it's too much trouble to control that much mass at once, she could store or cache excess mass instead of making sleepwalkers. Just form a block or some other nondescript thing, but them somewhere warm, switch them to low power mode, then ignore them until you need more mass. (Or until something bad happens to the 'main' body). They go from being a hassle to secret backup bodies.

Could be anything as simple as an innocuous box left in storage, or a mannequin in a store. Pretty easy to hide them in plain sight.

Heck, if you ship them to far appart locations, jumping control to different bodies becomes a means of fast travel.

Although sneaky stashing of spare nanos is somewhat longer term. Short term, we need to get them out of the cold.

Hey, by splitting, does she get around minimum size requirements not to be stupid? A mini-me could be used for spying or scouting if you used another body for thinking / controlling.

Do we want to consider upgrading yourself, yet? [default] certainly has plenty of spare goo to pump you full of.

>Nanogoo dogsled
This is too awesome not to do. Is there a thrift store or anything nearby we could buy winter clothes we could adapt for the doggies?
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No. 691654 ID: 2a7417

Graphene is big enough, cancel her orders and give the rest to [default].

For Graphene's heating problem, why not try getting some fermenting organic waste from a dumpster behind the restaurant? She can carry that internally and you won't have to smell a thing, and she'll digest it after. The lid of the dumpster can also serve as a sled.

Backup ideas if the fermentation won't provide enough heat: Default designs the heating coil and gives it to Graphene, or we purchase/acquire one from a store.
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No. 691657 ID: 3d2d5f

>little goo copies everywhere
"Man, I never expected going to bed with someone to net so many kids so quickly."
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No. 691699 ID: f85d49

Ponder why you are continually bringing more nanogoos into an environment which they cannot survive.

Then stick your dick in the [defaults].
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No. 691700 ID: 5ad4a7

It sounds like only Default needs to eat the 3% of a car, so tell her to eat 0% of a car. That should solve that.
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No. 691935 ID: b8ceae

>>691645
"If splitting up makes you dumber, what if you combine and become a super-genius?"
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No. 691936 ID: bb78f2

>>691657
If you have children with yourself, are the children ALSO you? Will they have an Electra complex that also qualifies as a narcissistic disorder?
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No. 691942 ID: 0fc976

>>691935
Try this when we get home, fewer bodies are easier to manage. (We'll figure out the space requirements later.)
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No. 691943 ID: b5b419

>>691645
You know, given that Shopkeep just got kidnapped and possibly put in a dangerous situation, could you like... give us superpowers. Or a tiny backup of ourselves in us.

Or a leash.

...Well, graphene needs one.
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No. 691944 ID: b8ceae

>>691943
Subdermal ballistics weave, autodoc implant (At least for neutralizing poisons), super strength, and nanotube-reinforced bones.
If [default] can do it, then get a cybernetic cell phone implant. That way if you get kidnapped you can call for help, give them GPS coordinates, and then play flappy bird on the back of your eyes until help arrives.
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No. 691951 ID: a107fd

How much heat can nanoassemblers safely endure? Maybe just buy a propane tank from a store, rig a burner for it. Scoop up some snow for a thermal buffer, bring it as close to a boil as needed, and circulate it through extremities like blood to keep things uniformly cozy.
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No. 691979 ID: 7ae8e1
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691979

>So... What. A mirror or the cupholder or something?
More like thirty of those.

>It sounds like only Default needs to eat the 3% of a car, so tell her to eat 0% of a car. That should solve that.
"Uh, eat zero cars."

"So much for grand THeft auto." the [default] with the muff shrugs.

>>Nanogoo dogsled
>This is too awesome not to do. Is there a thrift store or anything nearby we could buy winter clothes we could adapt for the doggies?
None that's open this time of night.

"OK, here's the plan: We make a dogsled."

"I'm lisTEning." the [default] that [default] specified had defaulted to being the brains of the outfit says.

"We make dog booties out of old tires, make an insulating suit for Graphene, maybe come up with some sort of internal heater too and then ride a dogsled back in style!"

"Hmmmm."

>Ponder why you are continually bringing more nanogoos into an environment which they cannot survive.
I am bad at family planning!

>Then stick your dick in the [defaults].
She's busy rescuing my date and her girlfriend! I don't think she'd appreciate it.

"I thiNK we'll need to just rec-c-cyCle the rest of the winter clothes. They're in wORse conditiOOon than I thought." Another goo enters, this one wearing an old collared shirt and a sweater-vest. So that's [default] #6.

>"Man, I never expected going to bed with someone to net so many kids so quickly."

"Y-y-you can name the neXt one if you like." she answers.

>If you have children with yourself, are the children ALSO you? Will they have an Electra complex that also qualifies as a narcissistic disorder?
I, I don't know.

>You know, given that Shopkeep just got kidnapped and possibly put in a dangerous situation, could you like... give us superpowers. Or a tiny backup of ourselves in us.
"And, um seeing this date's been interrupted by kidnapping and possible life threatening danger, can you give me superpowers now?"

"That'll take at least an hoUR for even basic stuff and yoU won't be good for much else whILe I'm doing that. Finding materiaLS, making sleds, insulation, superherO origins, am I supposed to do all the w-w-Work here?"

"Well, many hands makes light work?"

"Touche."

>If it's too much trouble to control that much mass at once, she could store or cache excess mass instead of making sleepwalkers. Just form a block or some other nondescript thing, but them somewhere warm, switch them to low power mode, then ignore them until you need more mass. (Or until something bad happens to the 'main' body). They go from being a hassle to secret backup bodies.
Uh, I might have to remember that for later.

>"If splitting up makes you dumber, what if you combine and become a super-genius?"
"And hey, why don't you combine your bodies and become some sort of super-genius if splitting's giving you some trouble?"

"The extra masS would make me smarter, yEs, but don't expect miracles. So what eXActly do you have in mIind in terms of enhancement?"

>Subdermal ballistics weave, autodoc implant (At least for neutralising poisons), super strength, and nanotube-reinforced bones.
>If [default] can do it, then get a cybernetic cell phone implant. That way if you get kidnapped you can call for help, give them GPS coordinates, and then play flappy bird on the back of your eyes until help arrives.
Uh, those sound pretty good, though I'd need a SIM card for a phone. What should I go with?
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No. 691986 ID: 2a7417

Toxin/drug filter, so you can drink your wine in peace.
Reinforced bones.
A built-in taser, that you can launch from your wrist like Spiderman shoots webs.
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No. 691991 ID: 3d2d5f

>>If you have children with yourself, are the children ALSO you? Will they have an Electra complex that also qualifies as a narcissistic disorder?
>I, I don't know.
Who's even the parent. If you're a clone, does that make you technically offspring too?

>Uh, those sound pretty good, though I'd need a SIM card for a phone. What should I go with?
Get all that stuff.

You could always just get the SIM card later and get the capacity to use one now.

We should get the enhanced eye stuff we discussed before. If [default] still can't mod your eyes without wholesale goo replacement, get built in contacts with the desired functions.

Enhance dong, obviously.

Nanogoo communication protocols. So we can plug into / talk to goos like you did before with the computer.

>lewd commentary
All right, your turn to pump me full of goo.
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No. 691993 ID: b8ceae

>>691979
SIM cards are only required to make phone calls. or do data. You're in the US, so by law phone companies are required to accept emergency phone calls even if there's no valid SIM.

I can't believe you don't have your own cell phone. The heck is wrong with you?
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No. 691995 ID: 88e46e

>>691993
Well, given the whole clone thing, his original cell phone is probably with/part of/got lost by [default] and he presumably didn't get a replacement when he was cloned.
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No. 691996 ID: 5ad4a7

The SIM card problem can be dealt with easily. Buy a disposable phone. It's for emergencies anyway.
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No. 692004 ID: b5b419

>>691979
Well if you need fast, armor the skull and implant the phone in there. That way if you get exploded they can recover your head. And they won't lose signal easily if someone drops a bowling ball on you.
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No. 692015 ID: 54d6e0

>night-vision, eyeball computer UI, a tech interface option for hacking
From before.

Also, ask her to make your junk kickproof.
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No. 692021 ID: 799984

>>691979
Ooh, get an attractive face.
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No. 692025 ID: b8ceae

>>692015
Night vision involves very heavy very difficult modification of the eye. It's relatively simple to feed data into the visual cortex or optic nerve, or interweave photoemitters in between the photosensitive cells. Night vision would require changes so drastic you'd be better off just making a new eye entirely.
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No. 692067 ID: 91ee5f

>>691979
Super strength for swinging cars at enemies and hardening skin to protect from bullets, those would be really helpful. And if we combine them then we can do hand-to-hand combat with any attack robots the enemy sends at us! That way we won't be useless in a combat situation!
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No. 692068 ID: 5ad4a7

>>692015
We could just wear a cup, you know.
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No. 692069 ID: 3663d3

if they can improve our ability to maintain thermal regularity that would be great. would let us act as a heating system for nanos.
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No. 692213 ID: fa9b55

>>691979
Merging the two sleepyheads could possibly make for a more functional individual, at least.

Or would one that size not fit into the clothes you have?
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No. 692228 ID: 2a7417

>>692069
This. Huddle together for warmth!
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No. 692851 ID: edf87a
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692851

>Merging the two sleepyheads could possibly make for a more functional individual, at least.
>Or would one that size not fit into the clothes you have?
I ask her about it. She says this worked out best based on available clothes and processing power.

>I can't believe you don't have your own cell phone. The heck is wrong with you?
I do have my own phone. One phone. That means [default] doesn't.

>All right, your turn to pump me full of goo.
Time for my requests. "OK, so if you're going to be pumping me full of goo now, I'd like to be strong and tough and preferably bulletproof. And able to access the internet and see it and talk on the phone and talk with you with my mind."

[default] nods. "That should be EAsy. I've done es-s-sentially that for my girlfriend." Was there a slight emphasis on 'my'? "I bareLy even have to adapT the parts."

>Night vision involves very heavy very difficult modification of the eye. It's relatively simple to feed data into the visual cortex or optic nerve, or interweave photoemitters in between the photosensitive cells. Night vision would require changes so drastic you'd be better off just making a new eye entirely.
I think I'll pass for the moment.

>Toxin/drug filter, so you can drink your wine in peace.
>Autodoc implant (At least for neutralising poisons)
"Um, some sort of drug filter or first aid thing?"

"That's complicatED you know. I'd have to set it up with a l-L-library of poisons and drugs and iNJuries. I could do something RrrRReally basic for now."

"Uh that'll have to do I guess."

>A built-in taser, that you can launch from your wrist like Spiderman shoots webs.
"Some sort of taser?"

"I d-d-don't tHink that's a good idea."

Huh. "Why not?"

She frowns. "It's jUst bad." Hang on, isn't she vulnerable to electric shocks?

>If they can improve our ability to maintain thermal regularity that would be great. would let us act as a heating system for nanos.
"How about something to heat myself. That way I could help keep you warm in a pinch?"

"Oh yOu." I think she liked that.

>Also, ask her to make your junk kickproof.
All the 100% reliable ways to do that scare me.

>Enhance dong, obviously.
I express my desire for larger man-parts.

The [default]s exchange looks. "SeriOUsly?"

"Make me a monster, woman."

"Well then. Do you haVE any other insane reQuests?"

>Ooh, get an attractive face.
I tap my hands on my cheeks and slowly draw them down. "Oooh, I want a prettier face."

"HmmmMMmmm."

She sets to work. I lose consciousness.
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No. 692854 ID: edf87a
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692854

...

...

...

"Wake up, wake up!" Someone's shaking me. I reluctantly open my eyes.

It's [default]. "Oh, you're done?" I look around. There's extra stuff in my vision. A UI? We're still in the old warehouse. It's just her. The smart one. The other goos are nowhere in sight.

"I think I mesSEd up." She looks upset but her voice is very robotic.

"You, what?!" I think I need to do a quick inventory that all my body parts are intact.

She helps me to my feet. "What, no, caREful. I didn't finish on you. The proBlem is-"
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No. 692855 ID: edf87a
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692855

Someone kicks in the door.

Aaaaaah, it's obviously the Illuminati's goons! Kung fu goons?! How did they find us?! Why don't they have weapons?! Why is the Illuminati so low budget?! How are they a secret if they go around sticking their dumb triangle on everything?!
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No. 692856 ID: 3663d3

"eat four illuminati goon legs"

if you want to be less horrible then just punch the shit out of them.
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No. 692858 ID: b8ceae

>>692855
"Ok, fine, you wanna talk? Lets talk.
For starters, what are you guys even trying to accomplish here?"
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No. 692859 ID: 0fc976

Take cover! They've got invisible guns!
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No. 692860 ID: b8ceae

>>692856
Giving [Default] orders is a terrible idea. She's intelligent and perfectly willing to kill, and doesn't like having her free will overridden.
She'll probably eat their legs or something anyway.
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No. 692861 ID: 2ccbb3

If you're mutated, START THROWING ^&*( and see what comes out of your new tentacle paws!
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No. 692862 ID: 61fd94

>She frowns. "It's jUst bad." Hang on, isn't she vulnerable to electric shocks?
If so, that would make your goo vulnerable to electric shocks. Meaning any built in cyborg taser could be prone to a rather messy backfire.

>"I think I mesSEd up." She looks upset but her voice is very robotic.
Um. I wonder if the [default] instance that went after them bought it. Or if she lost any of the others.

>what do
Query your UI to report your condition! If something is broken or unfinished, you need to know so you don't make it worse.

Also look down and see if you're naked.

Prepare to defend yourself and your doppelganger from goons, she doesn't sound like she's 100% right now.

>UI stuff
Tag [default] as sexy goo-girl me and the baddies as triangle jerks.
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No. 692863 ID: 799984

Are we sure those aren't nanogoo minion bodies disguised as bad kung fu illuminati goons?
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No. 692898 ID: edf87a
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692898

>Are we sure those aren't nanogoo minion bodies disguised as bad kung fu illuminati goons?
"Hang on a second." I look back at [default]. "Those are you, aren't they?"

The goons shed their helmets. Yup. It's her. [default] goes over to them.

"Well, as Dad woULd say: Pranked you good, son!"

"Oh come on, I saw through that right away."

"NooOooo, you diDn't."

Wait, what?!
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No. 692901 ID: 3663d3

how deep does the rabbit hole go?
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No. 692903 ID: 799984

She made you look like Coffee Guy.

Not the worst move, he makes more than you at work and stuff, but shortsighted seeing as you can't impersonate him. Cause you suck.
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No. 692910 ID: 61fd94

Right, get your UI to do a systems check. All systems go?

>She made you look like Coffee Guy.
There's no way she could be that cruel. If she did that you'd have to rip your face off and get a new one grown!

>what else
Ask for a status update. How goes operation hunt down the conspiracy and rescue girlfriend?
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No. 692915 ID: 0fc976

Has [default] been behind this all along? Did she make a human copy of herself and play dumb as to where it came from?

Oh no Son, you are the nanogoos! ...Well, if you weren't before, you are now, I mean you did ask for it.
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No. 692931 ID: 15720c

She was the French waiter, wasn't she. If she went back to before the warehouse, then yeah, you didn't see through it right away, only this part of it.
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No. 692951 ID: bb78f2

>>692898
You're boning SHOPKEEP right now, aren't you goome?
With your futa nanoboner!
And now you're feeling up your own nanoclones and acting like their your bitches!

How fucked up can ME get?
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No. 692955 ID: 5ad4a7

>>692898
...how did she get those clothes?

Also, if the whole illuminati thing was a prank from the start and she was the waiter then did she already have an extra body's worth of mass when you first encountered her in the house? Or did she manage to eat enough of the car to make the waiter's body in time to show up at the date? Also where did she get THOSE clothes? Did she knock out one of the real waiters and steal them for the prank?

...also if this was a prank then maybe it was also a test. Which you failed by letting the waiter get away. At least it also means shopkeep is fine.
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No. 692960 ID: e175cc

>>692898
Wait. And Shopkeep was in on it.

...Why do I get the feeling this was going to end up in some oddly elaborate, but somehow sexy, deathtrap?
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No. 692961 ID: 7f917c

Ask for a mirror. I'd guess you look like a masculine shopkeep now. Or just shopkeep.
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No. 692962 ID: e175cc

>>692951
Not cool, we'd be doing the same thing. Don't say that.
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No. 692983 ID: 5ad4a7

You know, it occurs to me that either she's been lying about the eyes, or the waiter didn't actually HAVE eyes, and she was using the other more overt body to serve as his eyes, at least while he was near Son.
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No. 694710 ID: edf87a
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694710

>...how did she get those clothes?
"Where did you get those outfits?"

"I made them WHile you were unconsciIiious. [default] explains. "Using nanomachines!"

>She was the French waiter, wasn't she. If she went back to before the warehouse, then yeah, you didn't see through it right away, only this part of it.
"And you were the waiter too?"

"Oh no, it's very s-s-SIMple. I put most of my mass into ONe body, left the rest to eat the car and followED you to the restaurant. Then I went to the bottle-shop, bought some cheap wIne, changed the label and bRibed the burliest waiter to act susSpiciously."

>Wait. And Shopkeep was in on it.
>...Why do I get the feeling this was going to end up in some oddly elaborate, but somehow sexy, deathtrap?
Story of my life.

>...also if this was a prank then maybe it was also a test. Which you failed by letting the waiter get away. At least it also means Shopkeep is fine.
>Ask for a status update. How goes operation hunt down the conspiracy and rescue girlfriend?
"So this was a test? How did operation hunt down the conspiracy and rescue girlfriend go?"

More goo comes in. The smugness in here is hitting critical levels. "The OPeration was a complete success. I saved her from myseeEEelf. We also h-h-had a NIce dinner."

>You're boning SHOPKEEP right now, aren't you goome?
>With your futa nanoboner!
>And now you're feeling up your own nanoclones and acting like they're your bitches!
>How fucked up can ME get?
Yeah! I open my mouth to say words.

>Not cool, we'd be doing the same thing. Don't say that.
I shut it. I don't know about that. It was kind of a dick move!

"How'd I do?" I manage.

Shopkeep pushes to the front. "The important thing is that you tried."

Oh goddamnit.

>Has [default] been behind this all along? Did she make a human copy of herself and play dumb as to where it came from?
I pick a goo-me. "But wait, then who cloned me? Was it you all along?"

[default] shrugs. "I have no idea!"
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No. 694711 ID: edf87a
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694711

In the end, I didn't understand anything.

THE END
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No. 694712 ID: a22f87

>>694711
at least you got to literally fuck your goo self
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No. 694716 ID: 251089

>>694712

And at the end of the day, that's all that really matters.
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No. 694717 ID: 5ad4a7

>>694711
At least we got an awesome nano-dog out of it.
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No. 694732 ID: 007e78

>>694711
[Default] pranked herself. Pretty sure that would make Dad proud. Success!
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No. 694740 ID: bb78f2

>>694711
Ahh, you and shopkeep look similar!
I hope you're not cousins! That would be par for the course for you!
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No. 694745 ID: 99a64d

So in the end we trolled ourself and got to ride in a cool robot dogsled. Even if there's still mysteries all over the place I'd say this was a pretty good day.
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No. 694747 ID: 007e78

Also, shopkeep got her harem, so someone definitely won.

...haha, Shopkeep and Son make of of those they even look alike couples.
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No. 694748 ID: e175cc

>>694711
Illuminati conspiracies uncovered -1

Who cares, got superpowers.
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No. 694804 ID: f6442a

So we harassed and assaulted a complete stranger for no good reason? And let him get away? This could land us in deeper trouble than eating that guy nobody liked.

Oh well. Oh what fun it is ride in a seven-goo open sleigh!
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No. 694971 ID: 1f8505

>>694711

Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-goo open sleigh! HEY!
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