[Fan Fiction] make up a big o scene!

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Originally posted by 6 moon dance He eyed Dorothy speculatively wondering if she would be willing to take on the job but at that moment the android, despite her deep romantic feelings for Roger, seemed more inclined to toss him over the balcony railing than to cajole him into coming indoors.

I'm sure many people can relate to feeling the same way about their own signifigant other at one point or another, and those that haven't felt that way yet one day will.

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"Some people choose to stand in the rain without an umbrella," Roger growled when he saw his butler. "That's what it means to be free." "Quite true, Sir," the old man answered evenly. "But some people don't have the sense to come in out of the rain. That's what it means to be stupid."

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Brilliant! It's always great to see Norman get a shot in at his overly-dramatic boss.

Those last few lines in particular are very nice.

Don't kill me for not being good.

Dorothy is bored on an average paradigm day. So she went to get Roger up, she wanted to ask him a question anyway. *Dorothy starts playing run away*
Roger- Dorothy it's nine in the morning, why did you get me up so early.
Dorothy- Roger I have a question to ask you.
Roger- Go ahead is this what she got me up for?
Dorothy- Roger, where do babies come from?
Roger- WTF, why is she asking this!!!! Well...

* a few hours later *

Roger- And thats all you need to know about where babies come from.
Dorothy- Thank you, I think
Roger- Dorothy can I ask you a question?
Dorothy- You just did, but go on.
Roger- Why did you need to know?
Dorothy- Father told me I was born in a tube so I wonder were humans came from.
Roger- Damn it, why did Wayneright not tell her himself.

That made me smile, Shadow Dorothy!

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Originally posted by Gummibear That made me smile, Shadow Dorothy!

Yay, I'm not that bad after all.

Act 17:

*Schwarzwald stands atop a dune, the Leviathan is quickly clsoing the distance between them*

Schwarzwald : Lo let the night be solitary, let no joyful cry be heard in it. Let them curse it who curse the day who are ready to awake the Leviathan...

*the Leviathan reaches Schwarzwald and stops, it raises itself up and looks down onto him*

Schwarzwald : Unlike you Negotiator, I look at death without fear.

*the Leviathan lunges at him, Schwarzwald raises his arms*

Schwarzald : For my quest shall not end in death!

*fade to black*

Oh God...Ihate to double post, but I had to post this one.

Warning: profanity

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Alex: "Do you plan on remaining half dead forever!? Big Fau I give you all that I am now, I know that's what you wanted!"

*spinny arms*

Roger: "Big O! Final Sta-"

*Suddenly, they hear a really loud noise, like a jet engine*

Roger: "Huh?"

Alex: "What is-"

Schwarzwald/Big Duo : "SURPRISE!"

Roger/Alex: What the -

*they see two super megaton missiles coming right at them*

Roger/Alex: "OHH SHII-!!!"

BOOM!

Edited for language~Pen1300

Noice!!!

But why blow them up?

For being corrupt dogs, of course.

nice 1 nazrael
i realy laughed at that 1 ohh and yours too shadow dorothy

I had this little piece laying around my computer for what must have been a year. It started out as a fanfic then ended up being a little "scene". It's not really a scene seeing as how it's mostly POV (you'll know who it is) I have a hard time writing humor but I hope you enjoy! ^___^
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So I’ve had her here for a week. Certainly she has a good look about her. Her perfectly shaped face and dull black eyes would have been enough to enrapture any poor fool at first sight but fortunately I’ve been around the block enough to cease from being impressed by women with such a rarity of beautiful traits. There was no spark to her. I realize now that I might have been wrong to make that assumption, seeing as how she’s completely overtaken my household. You should see her buzzing about-well not exactly buzzing but whatever the android equivalent of that is- the place mopping there and dusting here. In fact our little spark plug is here right at the opportune moment.

“Sparks!” I chortle, my spirits lifted at the opportunity to annoy her, if androids can be annoyed. But if she was you certainly wouldn’t know it fore she pretty much wore the same expression but perhaps her cool mechanics were the only thing that matched my superior intelligence. I wouldn’t call it sparring but hey we’ve had some good spats. If only she weren’t so unsettlingly cool about everything I might even have some fun with her. Seeing as that wasn’t he case…

“Sparks?” Dorothy replied in her hauntingly mechanical voice.

“Yeah…remember last night. We couldn’t stop you from sputtering that crap everywhere. I took some in my eye. You are a complicated little minx aren’t you?” I remarked trying to converse with her a little. I could see by the forever forlorn look upon her android face that she needed some talking-to.

“I don’t understand the word “minx”, you numbskull.” She fired back...cooly.

“You can’t understand “minx” but you just call me a numbskull you dingbat!” I swing back at her as any honorable man would…I wasn’t about to let a woman argue with me and much less an android chick.

“Get back to work Sparks…this room needs a little of your attention and wear this while you’re at it.” I tossed a nice little black number at her. I bought it downtown at a favorite hang out of mine. Once the dancers where done with them they sold the outfit’s half off. So I figured now that there was a lady in the house I might as well just stop and pick up something presentable for her to wear, she looked like she was going to a funeral in those duds. What I found underneath was even more terrifying…pantalets! Who puts pantalets on an android?! Oh,yeah...we are talking about Crowboy here.

“No. It goes against my command protocols.” No notable change in her voice other than perhaps a decibel or two but I was left with the strange sense that she really wasn’t going to wear the dress no matter what I did.

“You’ll wear it because I told you so, got that! You’re my android.” I of course had to stifle any inkling of free will in her, “Plus when have you ever followed command protocols?” I laughed.

“No this is a violation of a protocol.”

“And what protocol is this?” I played along knowing that such a protocol could never exist granted that this programmer had the foresight to predict she would be made to wear a second hand dancer’s outfit from her kidnapper. So I laughed heartily and suddenly she gave me a response…

“Don’t take fashion advice from a man in a yellow suit.”

“You’re lying.” I said flatly.

“Androids cannot lie. You should know that.” And she was right…I did know and too well that most androids were unable to in fact…lie. But that didn’t stop it found hurting my pride…who could *not* love this suit?!

“Well whoever this bozo is he knows nothing of fashion!” I cried still reeling from the prejudice against men in yellow suits.

“You’re right for once…his fashion sense really reeks but so does yours. If you have so much money why can’t you afford to dress better? I don’t understand humans.”

“That’s it…I’ve no money! But I guess this suit is getting a little worn and I’ve got some cash left over from that heist…alright…I’ll be back in an hour. Don’t wait up.” Was the last thing I said to her but It didn’t hit me until I was standing in line with a mound of clothes piled between my arms that I had left Dorothy alone…unguarded and like that stove…I forgot to turn her off. “I’ll give her one thing, she’s a smart gal.” I resolved, an android outsmarted the greatest villain…I’ll be damned…again.

"R. Dorothy Wayneright, people close their bathroom doors for a reason!" shouted Roger glaring angrily over his shoulder.

"The door wasn't completely closed," replied Dorothy slightly confused by Roger's reaction. "Is washing one's hands considered to be a private act?"

Roger started to laugh then noticed the solemn face looking questioningly at him. The android had only been part of the household for a few weeks and probably was unfamiliar with human ways.

"No," he answered. "It isn't, but the actions that sometime precede it are."

Dorothy looked thoughtful for a moment. “You mean passing bodily wastes?” she asked. “According to my grandfather that is a normal human function. Was he wrong?”

“No,” Roger answered biting the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. “But it is considered something to be done in private. I’m curious Dorothy,” he said smoothly changing the subject. “What brings you to my bathroom?”

Dorothy showed him the basket of men’s toiletries she held. “Norman asked me to put these away. Should I come back later?” she asked.

“No, go on with your work.” Roger moved away from the sink.

“You do use a lot of cosmetics.” Dorothy observed as she opened the medicine cabinet.

“They’re not cosmetics,” Roger huffed. The android stopped and turned to look at her employer. “They’re called toiletries,” he explained in a calmer voice.

Dorothy nodded. “What do you use them for,” she asked.

Roger reached into the basket and handed her a can. “This is antiperspirant,” he said. “It keeps my underarms from sweating.” He handed her a white tube. “I use toothpaste to clean my teeth after I eat, mouthwash keeps me from having bad breath, shampoo cleans my hair and gel keeps it in place.”

“What is this for?” Dorothy asked showing him a bar of deodorant soap.

“I use that to wash with and it also keeps me from smelling bad,” he answered.

Roger picked up another bottle and gave it to Dorothy. “This is cologne,” he said. “People use it in order to smell good.”

“And this?” she asked as she put a can of shaving cream and a bottle of after shave into the cabinet.

“I use the shaving cream when I shave my face and the after shave kills germs so my skin stays smooth,” he answered.

“Hmm” Dorothy said thoughtfully. “Androids don’t smell, we don’t sweat, we don’t grow hair on our bodies, we don’t get acne and our bodies don’t produce liquid or solid wastes.”

Roger looked at her and raised an eyebrow. If he didn't know better, he would have sworn that the android had just smiled.

Dorothy continued. “Humans hide when they get rid of body wastes. They spend a lot of time and money washing dirt and oils from their bodies and use a lot of,” she paused slightly as if looking for the right word. “toiletries to keep themselves from smelling like humans.”

“What are you trying to say?” he demanded.

“You know, Roger,” said Dorothy with the faintest trace of amusement in her voice. “It does you no good to mimic us. No matter how hard you try, you will never be an android.”

That was very unique.

I guess Dorothy had to get back at Roger somehow.

Wow that was uhh.. funny, I like how at the end she said the same thing roger said to her in act 3. I must ponder my own scene to post.