Tag: black hat

🏠 (whichever muse you wish :3)

blackwhitehat:

blackwhitehat:

“Yeah? So what if I don’t have people for the holidays? What the hell does it matter to you?”

“I come in for one glass of wine and then leave.”

“I see. Well, that’s okay, some people just aren’t party people. What do you do during the holidays, when other businesses are usually taking time off? I’m pretty sure even villains – not you, but the clientele – often take it easy.”

🏠 (whichever muse you wish :3)

blackwhitehat:

the-perfect-scientist:

blackwhitehat:

the-perfect-scientist:

blackwhitehat:

“Yeah? So what if I don’t have people for the holidays? What the hell does it matter to you?”

Carlos frowned at him. “Well, since you ask, I feel bad knowing that someone I know is going to be alone this holiday season. Are Flug, Dementia, and Fives not sticking around? Or the hatbots even?” Maybe the ‘bots would be too busy working, but the others… did they even have families?

“I do not consider them my family, what they do matters not to me.”

“Well, I’m not saying they’re family. Friends, at least. Coworkers. Even a work-party with them might be nice, do you think?”

“They do have a party for themselves. I just don’t join.”

“It doesn’t have anything to offer you, huh?”

🏠 (whichever muse you wish :3)

blackwhitehat:

the-perfect-scientist:

blackwhitehat:

“Yeah? So what if I don’t have people for the holidays? What the hell does it matter to you?”

Carlos frowned at him. “Well, since you ask, I feel bad knowing that someone I know is going to be alone this holiday season. Are Flug, Dementia, and Fives not sticking around? Or the hatbots even?” Maybe the ‘bots would be too busy working, but the others… did they even have families?

“I do not consider them my family, what they do matters not to me.”

“Well, I’m not saying they’re family. Friends, at least. Coworkers. Even a work-party with them might be nice, do you think?”

🏠 (whichever muse you wish :3)

blackwhitehat:

“Yeah? So what if I don’t have people for the holidays? What the hell does it matter to you?”

Carlos frowned at him. “Well, since you ask, I feel bad knowing that someone I know is going to be alone this holiday season. Are Flug, Dementia, and Fives not sticking around? Or the hatbots even?” Maybe the ‘bots would be too busy working, but the others… did they even have families?

Not so Villainous (closed w/ theblackestofhats)

theblackestofhats:

Peering at the tablet, Black Hat read the offered documentation, intrigued by the factual information provided. It was somewhat less colourful than the man’s blog, but it did provide another perspective on matters. “Hmm, I see… It may be out of date, but the pertinent details remain, and I do not believe I am making a mistake in involving you.” That was… probably as close as he was getting to a direct compliment right then. A slight smile on his face, Black Hat passed him his tablet back. “Anything else?”

Carlos took back the tablet and shut it off. For some reason, he was actually pretty relieved that Black Hat seemed to accept the professional side of Carlos’ work too.

“I can’t think of anything at the moment,” Carlos told him. “I’ll be sure to let you know. For now… lead on, I guess.”
Something about Black Hat just made it seem like Carlos needed to go out
of his way to make him approve. Why, he couldn’t say. It scared him a
bit. But he’d lived in Night Vale, so he reasoned that anything scary he
could handle.

Not so Villainous (closed w/ theblackestofhats)

theblackestofhats:

What had Carlos intended to say, he wondered? Something interesting? Perhaps that he was tempted… Heh, it amused him that Carlos thought he’d be abashed by such a reprimand, though, and he chuckled slightly. “Well, since you have such things, perhaps you’d care to show them to me now?” He suggested, deciding to simply gloss over the notion that he may have been hasty or impulsive. He’d noticed the Literal Rock Band thread, but as far as he could tell, it seemed plausible. Odd, but plausible.

“Oh – Oh, sure!” Carlos said. He reached into his labcoat for the
tablet and folded over the cover to reach the screen. Carlos spent a
couple moments unlocking it and then opening a new tab in the web
browser for his work profile.

As it loaded he realized
something. “I’m… sorry that it’s not entirely up to date,” he
apologized. “I’ve been so busy lately that I just didn’t think someone
might be interested in hiring me.” The profile finally loaded and Carlos
offered the tablet to Black Hat. “Here you go. There’s a link to my
resume right under the profile picture there.”

Carlos’ resume and
profile were comparatively bland and had a strict professionalism,
compared to the blog which was intended as a personal journal of sorts.
And, as Carlos said, it was a tad out of date in regards to his
scientific breakthroughs.

Scientifically Interesting (closed w/ blackwhitehat)

blackwhitehat:

the-perfect-scientist:

blackwhitehat:

the-perfect-scientist:

blackwhitehat:

the-perfect-scientist:

blackwhitehat

“Im… not sure you understood me correctly. But seriously, unless you want to die a very very painful death, I suggest you stay away.” Flug sighed and turned to walk away. “There are others like him less dangerous.”

Carlos frowned. “I’ve faced death before. It’s all part of science and the pursuit of knowledge. I thought you might understand that too.” He watched Flug as he started off toward the mansion. “For what it’s worth, I’m sorry about what happened to your robot. I’m glad it wasn’t worse.”

“I can’t die. So I wouldn’t know. Besides,” Flug stopped and glanced back at Carlos, his goggles seeming to glow. “Only the best villains get the honor of working with him.” Then he left without another word.

Yeesh… like doctor like boss, it seemed. Maybe he thought Carlos was after his job? That would make sense… but of course Carlos wasn’t after it at all. He just had questions that he wanted answered.

He sighed and turned to head back to his car. Back to work, he supposed. He should probably rig up an EMP device as a precaution. Nothing damaging, just enough to shut down any robots that came after him again.

Later that day, Black Hat went on his usual evening walk. His cane clacked softly on the pavement as he walked along the silent street. Ah this was peaceful.

Carlos worked out of the back of his car, shaded by the raised back door as he put together the EMP device. It would be forward-shooting, to prevent hurting his own instruments or anything else that he didn’t want to stop. It looked like a megaphone, but was totally not a megaphone.

His attention was drawn when his danger meter started ticking, and so he looked up to see Black Hat walking. He smiled and waved. “Good afternoon!”

Black Hat stopped and scowled. “You’re still here?” He snarled, slowly walking closer to the very annoying human.

Carlos nodded. “Yes. I still have some work to do.” He looked down at the EMP device. “I met your scientist, Dr Flug – very interesting guy.”

Scientifically Interesting (closed w/ blackwhitehat)

blackwhitehat:

the-perfect-scientist:

blackwhitehat:

the-perfect-scientist:

blackwhitehat

“Im… not sure you understood me correctly. But seriously, unless you want to die a very very painful death, I suggest you stay away.” Flug sighed and turned to walk away. “There are others like him less dangerous.”

Carlos frowned. “I’ve faced death before. It’s all part of science and the pursuit of knowledge. I thought you might understand that too.” He watched Flug as he started off toward the mansion. “For what it’s worth, I’m sorry about what happened to your robot. I’m glad it wasn’t worse.”

“I can’t die. So I wouldn’t know. Besides,” Flug stopped and glanced back at Carlos, his goggles seeming to glow. “Only the best villains get the honor of working with him.” Then he left without another word.

Yeesh… like doctor like boss, it seemed. Maybe he thought Carlos was after his job? That would make sense… but of course Carlos wasn’t after it at all. He just had questions that he wanted answered.

He sighed and turned to head back to his car. Back to work, he supposed. He should probably rig up an EMP device as a precaution. Nothing damaging, just enough to shut down any robots that came after him again.

Later that day, Black Hat went on his usual evening walk. His cane clacked softly on the pavement as he walked along the silent street. Ah this was peaceful.

Carlos worked out of the back of his car, shaded by the raised back door as he put together the EMP device. It would be forward-shooting, to prevent hurting his own instruments or anything else that he didn’t want to stop. It looked like a megaphone, but was totally not a megaphone.

His attention was drawn when his danger meter started ticking, and so he looked up to see Black Hat walking. He smiled and waved. “Good afternoon!”

omnituent:

the-perfect-scientist:

omnituent:

It took a second for his words to register, but when they did, Black Hat reared back in disgust. So he was one of THOSE scientists, was he? Wanted to dissect him for science, did he? He’d find another thing coming if he tried, and Black Hat hissed, sudden rage tearing through him.

“Scientifically inter–”

“YOU THINK I’M SOME SORT OF SCIENCE EXPERIMENT? IS THAT IT? THINK YOU CAN FURTHER YOUR CAREER BY STUDYING ME?”

“TRY IT – I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!”

Carlos was taken by surprise and he curled away in terror. However, he had another feeling that started to battle it – offense.

“What? I’m not some mad scientist I assure you! I understand that you’re a living being and I wouldn’t want to do anything to you against your will. I was merely expressing that I do find your attributes interesting. Science is very important to me and I really think that it’s only worth doing if doing right. And that’s with the full consent of any subjects involved.”

“You scientists are all the same–I’ve seen how you work.”

Though at the idea he COULD do something against Black Hat’s will without dying in the process made him smirk internally. Did this man REALLY think he could even begin to oppose him? HILARIOUS.

Shaking his head, the man chuckled, claws sliding back from where they’d ripped through his nice gloves.

“Humanity is scared of the unknown. And the unknown? The unknown better hope it can either fight back or run faster than human can or it’ll end up on an operating table for the good of mankind.”

“I’ve been here longer than your whole species, I know how these thing work.”

Carlos folded his arms and just frowned at the other being. “I know others have done horrible things in the name of science – I am all too aware of that. But I still think it’s unfair of you to generalize. If you’ve really observed humans for so long, you’d know that no matter the profession they all come in a spectrum of morality.

“I myself am not scared of the unknown. It’s what interests me about science – just learning about what I didn’t know before. I’m not in this business for my ‘career’, but for a genuine wish to learn.”

omnituent:

It took a second for his words to register, but when they did, Black Hat reared back in disgust. So he was one of THOSE scientists, was he? Wanted to dissect him for science, did he? He’d find another thing coming if he tried, and Black Hat hissed, sudden rage tearing through him.

“Scientifically inter–”

“YOU THINK I’M SOME SORT OF SCIENCE EXPERIMENT? IS THAT IT? THINK YOU CAN FURTHER YOUR CAREER BY STUDYING ME?”

“TRY IT – I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!”

Carlos was taken by surprise and he curled away in terror. However, he had another feeling that started to battle it – offense.

“What? I’m not some mad scientist I assure you! I understand that you’re a living being and I wouldn’t want to do anything to you against your will. I was merely expressing that I do find your attributes interesting. Science is very important to me and I really think that it’s only worth doing if doing right. And that’s with the full consent of any subjects involved.”