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[Dec. 7th, 2008|02:42 am] |
Where am I? What just happened? The only thing I can think was that it was a portal, but I didn't open it, so it isn't my fault I swear.
Giles is going to kill me. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|10:12 am] |
Alex, tell Pulse and Akmia they're not allowed to go into space. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|11:23 am] |
Sundays are a great time to just be lazy if you can, so I think I'm going to do that today. Rent is paid, thankfully but I haven't had a case in awhile, hopefully things pick up. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|11:29 am] |
Screw it.
I'm irreparable.
359, what was it that you wanted to go do, again?
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|01:37 pm] |
That was a hell of a jump.
What the hell is this thing?
Feels like I jumped right into a tornado. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|02:31 pm] |
I am coming to enjoy this world a great deal. It is calmer than mine was. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|02:40 pm] |
Gaining new members of your family and friends is definitely a plus side to this world.
Learning one good friend is leaving is a definite downside to life.
But, life is pretty good, for this Summers boy. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|07:00 pm] |
The insanity of shoppers is unparalleled. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|07:12 pm] |
Times like this I really miss my family. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|07:31 pm] |
I think it's time to bust out the Santa hat!
And the mistletoe belt, of course.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas... everywhere you blow... |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|09:12 pm] |
What the hell is going on? I've been picked up like fucking Dorothy in this crazy ass tornado and dropped in the middle of Manhattan and now I'm severely pissed off. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|09:54 pm] |
( Dean ) |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|10:07 pm] |
This may be the first year I'll actually buy holiday gifts instead of resorting to other means.
Maybe.
What in blue hell does one get parents-in-law for Christmas? |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|10:30 pm] |
What the hell was that, and more importantly, who the hell gave me this dress? This is... worthless.
...Anyone interested in helping me get out of it? |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|11:16 pm] |
So, I'm back. Awesome, right? 'Least that means no more politics.
Oh, wait. Thank you, Ma. The subtlty of your points knows no bounds.
What'd I miss? |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|11:36 pm] |
Good evening.
I am uncertain precisely as to whom I should be addressing in this forum. I was simply directed via an unsolicited message sent via data packet following an inexplicable meteorological disturbance that appears to have separated my self from that of my driver. My present location appears to be approximately 16 miles SSW of the Tower of London, and all attempts to account for my partner's whereabouts have been fruitless. It has also come to my attention, once I attempted to contact the SSC, that my personal security protocols required for access to the Knight Industries complex and databanks have suddenly been rendered invalid and, for all intents and purposes, were never otherwise.
My apologies, I believe I am being what you might consider rude. I am the Knight Industries Three Thousand, but most humans I interact with prefer to refer to me by the abbreviated 'nickname' of K.I.T.T. I am an artificial intelligence housed currently in the physical form of a Shelby Cobra 500KR. Further disclosure would, I believe, violate the security of the Foundation I was created by, so that information should be adequate for now.
I was instructed to direct my queries here by an unknown source as a result of encountering this frankly unusual weather phenomenon, and as my current satellite telemetry is yielding no tangible result that is remotely satisfactory, I concluded that an enquiry here would not go amiss. I was also thus informed that a human face upon this internet-based query would be more relatable than that of my form as a car. I have selected such based upon popular facial attributes in the popular media, and I believe it is acceptable.
I would appreciate the assistance of anyone who could enlighten me, for while a transatlantic drive across the bottom of the Atlantic ocean to achieve my former position would not be entirely out of the question, though sub-zero temperatures, oceanic pressure and the relative unevenness of the ocean's bottom would make that arduous, I believe it would be far more pragmatic to establish communications with the Knight Industries branch that appears to be located here in the United Kingdom. |
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