Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20190714132628/@comment-32932951-20190722053958

Melone has finally payed attention to the Babyface computer giving off all sorts of beeps and messages. He starts speaking into the microphone to the side of his face.

"Babyface! I'm just now reading your messages, what were you thinking?! Now that you ticked off those people it's possible that they could track you back to me. La Squadra can't be bothered with these sacks of shit we've got enough on our hands at the moment."

''I was just curious, but then I got hungry. Like really really hungry! You wouldn't understand!''

"Listen, if you get out of there right now they won't know what hit them. So far as the computer can tell they haven't identified you one bit. Get out of there right now!" Melone began to worry. The one problem with Babyface was that it was completely independent. Melone had to earn it's trust early on so he could squeeze as much labor out of it as possible. If his parenting skills weren't up to par the Babyface can go rogue and refuse to listen to him. It's happened before.

''No! Fuck off I HAVE TO EAT! It's like someone's plunged a knife in my stomach and they keep twisting it! I can't take it any longer! ''

"Shit, it's just like I thought. He's not listening to me at all!"