The Intelligence Core

Intelligence core "One 18.25 ounce package chocolate cake mix. One can prepared coconut pecan frosting. Three slash four cup vegetable oil..." -Says his recipe when bored -SFW -Has a wicked swing with a baseball bat -Simi serious/Crack -Portal RP/MVRP

Crazy, Crazy, Crazy. One finds the tasks of another very difficult. Even the complex thoughts in his head don't make sense. He ran many diagnostics, yet all come back clear. He's of sound mind. Yet, The Intelligence Core can't help but sense something isn't quite right

"No.....?"

He took a second to process the information Morality gone? Impossible... "Are you sure you aren't just missing her? Like a game of hide and seek?"

He turned and flicked his glasses up his nose "Pardon?"

The Intelligence Core, in his own way, is very busy, and doesn't have time- Okay. Dropping the act, the core is actually very antisocial and doesn't like many interactions, due to reasons unknown. That being said. We now return to the regular schedule programming-

To be a good baker, one must be one with their food. Thats why he's been sitting in the oven for about a week now since he last spoke to someone.

He was busily in the lab He was trying to figure the steps that had happened to have made the perfect cake ever. He was testing nonstop, trying to nail down the specifics.

"Perhaps. I suppose it would prove fatal to a select group of humans."

Pacing back and forth. He has a small box. And has a personal he needs to deliver it to. But how the cake does he even do it without being awkward about it?

"My scans show it'll only punish the human consumer with extreme adrenaline rushes for 28 hours before the consumer faints, before waking up. And vomiting. After that, life goes back to normal"

"I don't know. I never thought I'd get this far."

"I'm not sure, but.... It's so.... Perfect"

He held up the cake for Morality to see IT WAS PERFECTLY MADE-

He noticed the oven was on. He rolled his eyes and opened it, ready to discard of the burnt cake. But. Instead a glow happened as he opened it By goodness- He'd. He'd done it!!?! HE MADE AN ACTUAL PERFECT CAKE? It was.... So amazing- just like on the box

He's in a pickle of a situation. He's avoided nearly everyone for about his entire existence so he has no idea what to do. Anger would probably attack him. Curiosity would probably ask many questions. Which was alright. So. At the end of it all. Morality has to be it.

Slow start up Ugh..... Last night wasn't too fun, and he has a CPUache. He'll remember to get the Fact Core back.

"Tahiti." He will say Tahiti instead of Yeehaw

"Yes. After all, it is a way to store reserved energy for emergency situations, and for just having an extra pep in ones step." Intelligence is actually being intelligent

Tahiti.

"Hellllll yeah!"