Joey McCoy is a total daddy's girl. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} imanursenota__) wrote,@ 2014-04-24 17:36:00 |
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Joey McCoy's apartment is a high-rise one bedroom, one bathroom built miles into the sky and supported by a thick pillar. There's an idle AI on the television screen in the living area, awaiting some sort of command. Alice — the default name on her Artificial Intelligence System — is playing an old, scratchy attempt at the Nevermind album, and there are options out on the screen. The muted colors of Teen Wolf and The Vampire Diaries episodes as well as the Iron Man and Avengers, plus an assortment of horror and mob-genre films in little boxes neatly lined up on the right side of the screen, while the left side of the screen has a series of small icons, a mixture of album covers spanning from the 1990s through current day, 2065, if one were to ask Alice to scroll through them. Alice's robotic face is in the middle, mouth ajar as though she is the one singing the music playing from her speakers. A Starfleet logo is stitched onto the backpack that's open on the kitchen table, spilling medical supplies and a pink, nearly paper-thin tablet — which also dons the Starfleet logo on the top — onto the white surface. There are papers with her handwriting on them scattered about, as well, and a bright yellow highlighter with a black felt pen tip on the other end. There's a small screen on the opposite side of the common room from the table onto which Joey had programmed in an order for pizza that she hadn't ever actually sent for and the display is dimmed, waiting for use but not yet in sleep mode. In the bedroom, there's a dresser against the wall beside the door on which there's a vanity with all of Joey's makeup and a huge mirror onto which she's drawn with brightly colored, sparkly markers. A collage of stick figures in different yoga poses takes up the entirety of the left third of the mirror. The right third is filled with dates and times of appointments for Starfleet freshman orientation and the academic schedule for the upcoming semester. In the middle, across the top, in black letters with no glitter at all: Survivor. The tablet from Apocalyptic Las Vegas is powered on and sitting idly on the left side of the dresser; the page loaded is her first conversations with Tate. |