[There is a man on the network with brown, slicked back hair and a small smirk plastered on his face. There is something about the man’s face where you can tell that he possesses no good intentions. There is something hidden, but for reasons unknown. He tips his head in greeting before he starts.]
Greetings, Users.
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It's less 'stumbled' than 'forcibly recruited', really.
There's a security program here named Rinzler.
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So, you've met Rinzler, hm?
[He chuckles a little at the mere thought of Rinzler making "friends" here in this world]
What do you know about Rinzler?
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Mhm! When he has questions about this world, I usually do my best to answer them.
Hm...well, he comes from a world--'CLU's world'--that he says is perfect. And he's under orders not to remove his helmet around anybody. He was 1350 cycles old when he first arrived here a few weeks ago. Before he came here he had never eaten, or seen a book or trees or stars. He likes chocolate and coffee and ice cream now.
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Ah, fascinating that he's becoming so accustomed to User functions thanks to you.
[uh oh.]
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{uh oh?}
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