I like how they describe me as “perfect candidate for Beach Babe of the Year”
I’d have to agree!
Just wanted to say, that you are awesome. And you will always be a great friend. You will get a big cookie if you can guess who I am. Hint: I am a follower of your account and you are a follower of my account. But seriously, you are awesome. You help me smile!
AnonymousI wish it had not taken me so long to respond to this… but suffice it to say, that I don’t know who you are. All of the people I follow, who also follow me, I consider to be friends, even if I’ve been slacking a bit recently. ..Okay, I’ve been slacking a LOT recently. I’m sorry for that. I hope that you are all doing well. Please send me messages if you’d like to get in touch with me outside of tumblr, because unfortunately I really don’t have much time for it anymore.
-Dr. Light
Heya Doc! Quick question if you don't mind; How are you able to keep "living", so to speak, as a hologram? I thought holograms were usually pre-recorded images.
Well, you see, these aren’t strictly pre-recorded messages. Before Doctor Light died, he used the same programming architecture that he created for a reploid brain, and uploaded all of his own thoughts, experiences, and memories into it, creating a personality matrix that matched his own mind, creating me, a living, thinking, feeling hologram, that could stand the test of time and give aid, support, and if needed, advice and repairs to his son.
Grandpaaa
lightcapsule asked you:“Hello, Grandson. I have something for you.” The full-sized doctor motions to a small truck behind him, a small covered doghouse sitting in the bed. “I know it’s a little late, but I try very hard never to go back on my word. I hope your pet enjoys it.”
“…” The reploid blinked and stood patiently, staring at the Doctor. It had been some time since he’d seen him.
The reploid stood quiet but his expression looked elated. His eyes widened just a fraction and he wanted to go inspect it. Nodding to the Doctor the reploid walked up to the gift and inpected the structure, please.
Copy then turned to look at his Grandfather of sorts. Aeolus had told him it was polite to say something after receiving a gift. But, he felt awkward doing so.
“Doc… tor.” This was difficult. Copy never was one to give out anything. The copy blinked several times, then looked away.
“I-I like it.” It was the best he could do at the moment.
The doctor nodded a little, something else clearly on his mind. “I’m glad that you do. Architecture was never really one of my strong suits.” He reached up and pulled the covering off of the dog house, stashing the dusty tarp in the truck’s cab…. Ciel’s old truck.
“So cool… Wily may not have designed this particular version of Zero, but design and personality aren’t the same thing, and he designed the personality behind it. Wily may have been misguided, but it can never be said that the man wasn’t a genius.”
To my friends…
It is great to be back among you. Seeing my son, seeing Axl again, it’s been wonderful. I hope to be able to talk to the rest of you again soon. I still miss you all.
-The Doctor
The Return
“Busy? I can imagine,” commented X. Being a doctor and a Cyber-elf meant Dr. Light’s life was probably rather hectic now.
When Dr. Light mentioned a lot of people leaving, X sighed. ”Yeah…I miss everyone a lot… It’s pretty upsetting that Ciel and a bunch of others left, but…as you said, we all do have to move on eventually.”
And then came trying to explain to Dr. Light about how everything went to, quite literally, hell in a handbasket. ”Anon magic has been running rampant lately,” he remarked. ”Lately it’s either transformations or some form of torture. I think the worst ones that happened to me were being turned human and chained up and thrown into some kind of body of water to drown or being turned into some kind of Pokemon…like now.” He indicated his new form, which unfortunately was that of a Gardevoir.
The doctor nodded a little pensively. “Yes, I noticed. I’ll admit, when I first saw you I thought you were an actual gardevoir I’d met once, named Eli. Sweet girl, but a little strange. In any case, I knew it was you mostly from the look in you eye. I’d know my own son anywhere.” He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose for a moment. “X, we need to find a way to deal with this Anon Magic.”
X nodded, knowing full well that Dr. Light could recognize him even in a completely different form. It was good to hear. The Gardevoir crossed his arms near his “waist”.
“So far the only way to deal with it is to just turn off Anonymous questions,” commented X. ”Unfortunately, that’s a double-edged sword, because sometimes people won’t talk to us. Copy seems to be able to ignore it, but some of us aren’t exactly that fortunate.” It was rather depressing to think about.
He nodded once more. “Well, we all got along fine before, when it was just us, I don’t see where the problem would be if it were to be just us again…”
