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[evowhisperer]

"Each of your Eggbabies has a built in computer which registers the amount of care-- or lack of care-- it's given. These readings will determine your grade. As you can see the babies exhibit a wide range of emotions and expressions in need. It's your job to fill those needs."   How to: ✦ Leave a comment with your character's name and fandom. Others will reply ✦ Congratulations, the two of you are now in charge of an Eggbaby. You can pretend it's for class or, for those who aren't in school, you can assume the baby is some sort of important mission. It is your job to take care of and keep the baby happy. If you drop the baby, you fail. You can not turn it off. Remember, this is a joint effort. This is a very important assignment that determines if you pass/fail the class or save the world. ✦ You can RNG a number between 1 and 8 to find out what kind of situation you're in. ✦ Good luck! Options: 1. Other plans. You had other plans but now you aren't sure if you can do them because of this baby. Try to convince your partner to do you a favor or else you'll have to drag the baby along with you. 2. Broke baby. Something is seriously wrong with this baby. It won't stop crying no matter what you do and you really wish this thing had an off switch. 3. Lost baby. What do you mean where's the baby? Don't you have it? Wait, you mean, you don't? FU-- WHERE'S THE BABY?! 4. Perfect baby. Your baby never cries. In fact, it doesn't really do much of anything. Wow, this project sure is easy! . . . Dude, it keeps staring at me. 5. Not my baby. This isn't your baby but you're watching it for a friend until they get back from that super important meeting. They've been gone all day and you hope they'll get back soon. 6. Twins. You're taking care of your baby and someone else's baby. (bonus option: you're taking care of another baby and another and another and another. . .) 7. MY BABYYYY! What the hell did you do? Your baby is broken. You've failed your assignment. Maybe you can put it together and no one will ever notice or try to steal someone else's baby. 8. Crack baby. Roll again, combine prompts, or make up your own scenario. ( code。)

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[pineapplesalmon]

[Well. This wasn't what exactly Caesar expected. Nautilus had decided that they needed to be more responsible and had gifted everyone with "Eggbabies', splitting them into couples, and not caring of the couples even matched for sexual orientation or even checking for cases of incest.

It was a bit surprising to find out that he was paired up with his 'twin', but not necessarily a bad thing. They didn't have to pretend to be a couple--they just had to care for the baby. He knew that his other self already had experience with it, as both had been "free babysitters" in their youth for Rex, so he was amenable to working with his 'brother'.

Besides, the guy needed to lighten up. The longer that he was around his other self, the more Caesar realized that Cesar really didn't remember how to break himself from his work. Perhaps the Eggbaby was just the ticket.

He had time to think of how to announce this new bundle of joy to his twin as he walked back to the house, and then through the house to the lab. It needed to be something good. Something that would get his attention.

He figured it out just as he entered the lab, and his pace picked up as he walked towards Cesar.]

Congratulations! You're a father. Nautilus made a baby for you!

[evowhisperer]

*It takes two seconds to look up from the datapad he's reading, three more to frown at the wall and repeat what he just heard in his head, and then .5 to turn and stare in dawning horror at the Caesar Salazar that just walked in with a coccoon-shaped bundle in his arms.*

Did you just say Nautilus made a baby for me?

*Oh no. Oh dear.*

[pineapplesalmon]

[The look on his face was hysterically perfect. Caesar knew that he had Cesar's attention now. The eggbaby took that opportunity to giggle, which was really just excellent timing on its part. It also helped that Caesar was tickling it under the blankets, but that was something else entirely.]

Yup. Baby. And you're going to have to take care of it for the next week.

[He wondered how long he could string him on for.]

[evowhisperer]

*Dios santo, it just laughed like a real baby. That means that it is a real baby, even if it hasn't actually moved yet.*

For the next week? But I don't have time to look after a baby!

*Okay, let's try and be a little less desperate sounding, and a little less borderline whiny this time. Cesar puts the datapad down and tries not to let his gaze keep gravitating to the bundle. (A baby!!)*

I have too much work to do, and our laboratory simply isn't a safe environment to look after an infant. Couldn't we find a caretaker? Or perhaps a better, much more experienced guardian altogether?

*Nope. Sorry, Cesar--you still sound completely, irrevocably, and totally out of your league.

[pineapplesalmon]

[Caesar visibly rolled his eyes. He couldn't help it. His twin was completely freaking out. He was actually starting to feel a little bad about his ruse.]

Well, you're going to have to find time, because nearly everyone else is in the same boat. You're just lucky that I'm going to be your partner for this. This baby has been assigned to us.

As for the lab--this baby isn't mobile, so we won't have to worry about safety. We just have to keep it fed, clean, well-napped, and happy.

[Oh, and the bundle is now cooing. In fact, Caesar's now by Cesar's side and seems to be trying to hand him the bundle. Look, Cesar, it's a baby!]

[evowhisperer]

*With a look far more suited to someone being handed a live EVO spider than a fragile infant, Cesar puts his arms around the bundle. You'd almost think that he's worried that if he holds it too comfortably, it might accidentally seal the deal and tie him permanently to it.*

Then you'll be able to help? We could perhaps share the time required to look after it, and--

*Hold on. There is something wrong here and his big-brother-babysitter senses are tingling like crazy. Looking down at the swaddle-blanket with a suddenly suspicious look, he frees one arm enough to search through the cloth for a face, rocking the baby a little more for a reaction. The baby doesn't twitch throughout it all, and so far, it doesn't even feel like it has any legs to kick, or head to rock back and forth. In fact, it feels more like it's one big--*

This is not a baby.

[evowhisperer]

Why does Nautilus need a moat around its castle?

From the sound of it, the area already has more than enough defenses.

*It's an obnoxiously bright day, and Cesar is sulking. Well--not 'sulking', per se, but considering that this is the first time he's spoken up with more than a monosyllabic reply since Caesar finally persuaded him to leave his laboratory, it's probably something close.*

[pineapplesalmon]

[Caesar shrugs.]

We don't know. It just appeared one day. ... Although there's something rather interesting about the moat.

[It took a while, really, and it was only the fact that the eggbaby needed to experience "new things" that Cesar could even be convinced to leave. Sometimes, it was just nice to walk around. His other self simply had to remember that.]

[evowhisperer]

Something interesting?

*Cesar shifts the egg baby from one arm to the other, half turning to look at him.*

Interesting, how?

[pineapplesalmon]

Interesting in that we think it's a part of the Nile. And, if you aren't true to yourself and others, you'll get dumped into it.

[He's grinning as he walks along. He'll wait for you to get the pun.]

[evowhisperer]

Dumped into one of the historical centers of commerce and development in the south-east Mediterranean?

*Cesar visibly thinks this over, and seconds tick by. Somewhere, somewhen, the final jeapordy music theme is starting to play.*

... Oh, I see. Clever! De-nial. *Ding ding ding ding! The pun gets a laugh from him.*

Good one.

[pineapplesalmon]

[Maaan. You are way too used to not having fun. Caesar laughs, though.]

It's gotten quite a few people, so you'd better watch what you say.

SICK THREAD IS GO. ... I almost typed dick thread is go. LMAO

[pineapplesalmon]

[Normally, Cesar is the first one to begin working, as he doesn't have breakfast at the house to care about--and he's even more punctual than Caesar. However, this time, Caesar finds himself alone in his lab working on Wheatley's 6.0 body. He promised the poor personality core a new body after Wheatley managed to sever the legs of the old one with a putty knife.

... Caesar really didn't want to talk about it.]

LOL, that would have described a VERY different thread happening...

[evowhisperer]

*He may be late, but nothing short of life-threatening injuries are going to keep Cesar from his work.*

*Of course, if this fever gets much worse, he's probably going to re-think that. Every inch of him aches, his skull might as well have been crammed full of cotton, his nose is next to useless, and if he weren't going through it himself he'd have doubted any sudden cold could make anyone feel so miserable.*

*It'll pass, he reassures himself thickly. If it came overnight, then it can just leave during the day. Those thoughts are enough to get him down to the lab, and even stumble inside, but they're not enough to iron the bone-weary slouch from his posture or the bags from under his eyes. Morning, Caesar. This is what you look like half-dead with the mother of all colds.*

1/2 Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Just a little bit.

[pineapplesalmon]

[Ah, there's Cesar. He can hear him entering the lab. Had he forgotten to set his alarm? Maybe he just decided to sleep in for the first time since he Woke in Nautilus. .... Naaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

Caesar glances up with a smile.]

Good morning--

2/2

[pineapplesalmon]

--Woah.

[You look like hell, man. And that's putting it nicely.]

Re: 2/2

[evowhisperer]

Good morning. *Sniff. Huh--he sounds like hell, too.*

*What was he doing? Oh yeah.*

What's your progress? *Vague gesture at the computers and wires all connected to a very, very quiet egg baby.*

Re: 2/2

[pineapplesalmon]

I've managed to reprogram it so that it had a sleep mode, which it is currently in.

[A beat.]

And by the way you look and sound, you should be in sleep mode as well.

Re: 2/2

[evowhisperer]

I already overslept.

*His brow furrows a bit, and after a moment he reluctantly adds,* If I need to, I'll quit early later.

[evowhisperer]

*Hours glide past soundlessly, one melting into the other in a restful haze of silence. Except for the rise and fall of his chest, Cesar might as well be dead to the world. All his previous protests seem more hollow than ever as he soaks up the obviously needed sleep, and if luck is on their side, he'll be up and recovered early tomorrow morning.*

*Luck is not on their side. The sun has just about set when Cesar finally begins to stir, muttering to himself incoherently. His face and hair are slick with sweat, and if anything, he looks like he needs sleep even more than before. At first it seems like he might fall still again, before his eyes flutter open and search the room unseeingly.*

What?

[pineapplesalmon]

[Caesar's at his twin's side when he awakens, looking more than a bit worried. His condition has worsened. It's not yet life threatening, but it's definitely troubling. He's really taken ill.

It's good to see him finally awake, however, even if it's going to be a miserable existence for a little while. This will simplify replacing his bodily fluids. First, he needs to make sure he's calm.

The scientist reaches out and puts a hand on the other's shoulder.]

You've taken ill.

[evowhisperer]

I have?

*Cesar thinks this one over, before nodding.* I am: I feel awful, and thirsty.

*The shoulder under Caesar's hand should feel warm, even through the blanket between them. Cesar's eyes briefly stop wandering the room, focusing intently on Caesar.*

What were you calling me for?

[pineapplesalmon]

I wasn't calling you. You must have been dreaming.

[He bends up a glass of cool water with a straw, then holds it out to his double. Cesar can either take it or bend over to drink it.

The heat under his hand is worrying, but he already knew that he had a fever.]

Here. You need to replace your fluids.

[evowhisperer]

*Cesar takes the straw, not wanting to move more than he absolutely has to. Before he's even finished taking a long gulp he stops again, looking at Caesar again in astonishment.*

You just said it this time, but your mouth was closed.

How long have we been able to do that?

[pineapplesalmon]

[Caesar pauses for a moment, then slowly raises an eyebrow. Then, deadpan:]

Since you started hallucinating. ... Hmm, it seems that your fever is worse than I had thought.