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14. Karyn attempts to use the Hair

13. Karyn remembers there's someth

12. The Replomat™ has restrictions

11. Try again

10. One possible meaning for "func

9. Replicator use

8. Something simple, how about so

7. Experimentation

6. Turn on the Replomat™ (episode

5. What if "modern" technology wa

4. Including Karyn (2)

3. Alternate Reality Device

2. Jon wishes up a device

1. You Are What You Wish

Too bad there's still no voice interface...

on 2007-09-16 20:20:22

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A/N: Yup, I adapted this one from another episode of mine in a different thread off this "Replomat" 'verse. I've just been having so much fun with the plot bunnies in this one! Unless your plot ideas and evolving canon demand that you change something mentioned in another thread, I hope you feel free to snarf other details, especially about the tech. I have carefully avoided mentioning Jon's siblings, if any, so far. I'm not sure if I want to use Zoe or Mikey or whoever... yet. You might have other ideas. :)


Jon examined the Avon(TM) Hair GenieĀ® along with Karyn. "It looks promising," he said.

The Hair Genie had just one big power button, and no other controls. It did not have anything that looked like a video screen. Karyn turned it on. Its only sign of activation was the lit LED in the power button. It made no noise that they could hear at all. Karyn wondered out loud, "Is this like the Replomat?"

Jon said, "Well, let's see if it listens or talks. Hair Genie, activate voice mode!" It didn't respond. "Avon Hair Genie, speak your system status!" It remained silent. "Hmm. Well, either its voice commands aren't as obvious, or it can't speak. It might not have a voice interface at all."

Karyn was willing to gamble. "Let me try to actually use the thing before we give up on it." She carefully positioned herself under its dome, and she lowered it onto her head. "Here goes nothing! Hair Genie! Red Wavy Hair, please!" Nothing happened. She extricated herself from the helmet and scowled at it. "Well, poop."

Jon had an initial impulse to make a scatalogical response to that, but he gamely managed to suppress it. He was seventeen now, not twelve. By the time Karyn turned around back to face him, he had even managed to wipe the smirk off his face.

Karyn decided she should use one of the other facilities in this room. "Could you please excuse me? I gotta go."

"Oh, sure." He beat a hasty retreat from the bathroom.

She closed the door behind him, and turned to face the intimidating-looking toilet. OK, I hope this is easier, she thought.




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