((To make temporal sense, this is what occured between the events somewhere here in the past and happening here presently...))

This is nuts...crazy...insane!

*runs down the corridors of the Hammer, leaping into the Operator station, making sure it's free, not under surveillance.*

Right...someone in there MUST know what's happening ( Read more... )

Where are the Twins? Morpheus? Trinity? Abel? Cain? Cypher? Stu? The Oracle? Seraph? Ballard? Mifune? Apoc? Sparks? Ghost?

Where exactly the hell is everyone?!

God it's cold. You think in one hundred years of growing in Zion, someone'd rig up a thermostat.

I guess the war kinda sidetracked us.

Let'sseenow...priorities...weapons...computers...hovercraft...THEN food, shelter and fire...

Hey.

I was busy coding, when I suddenly realised I had some pictures left from my...uh..."amateur photography".

This one caught my eye:


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Any ships ( Read more... )

I decided to help a short expedition of Zionites, who are travelling through uncharted sections of the tunnels to map them. Should be fun ( Read more... )

*lying on an ectochair on the Neb, begins to gather dust and cobwebs as inside the matrix, his mind still focuses, opening his eyes and looking around the room hazily ( Read more... )

::Walking down a Neb corridor, he suddenly freezes on the spot, tensing up, gasping and crying out loudly in pain, head aching, heating up with pain from the centre outwards, eyes watering as he clutches at his headplug with both hands, teeth gritting, eyes closing, scrunched up tight, his face a mask of agony ( Read more... )

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