RECRUITING!! People to help save the 'Net! Must be able to enter computers or willing to be digitized. Look for the banner.reads the text file on the bulletin board
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He glances back over his shoulder. "I'll talk it over with Dooku and Obi-Wan, but..." Something of a nervous smile emerges on his face. "I hope they won't try to stop me, because just sitting here is killing me." Some things never change, do they?
"You gotta go to Mainframe to help," warns Enzo. "That means you gotta be digitized, 'cause my world's made of electricity. You can't go back to matter worlds when you're digital, and I don't think Dr. Stantz has the atomizer done yet."
(Clearly, if a device to turn you into a being made of numbers is a digitizer, than a device to turn you into a being made of atoms must be an atomizer. Right?)
Tucker stands silent for a moment, agonizing. To become part of technology, and not just by getting, like, cybernetic augmentation or something, but to be technology in its very essence...
But without the reversal device completed, it might even be permanent. Besides, the 'Net's a war zone right now.
It hurts, but self-preservation wins out. "Fine." He shoots a look at Enzo. "But when all this is over and Ray's got the laser working both ways, I get to visit."
Enzo grins. Of course he could count on them. "Hi, Danny! Hi, Tucker! Thanks! Sure, you can visit." Everyone can visit! There will be a party! With fireworks! Yay!
To business, then. "Daemon's got Mainframe," he explains without preamble. "And Bob and Dot and everyone. But Oracle told me the cure's probably fixed - thanks, Tucker! - so we can cure people, I think, and Matilda's making fireworks to throw at Daemon."
Marian couldn't help noticing the banners. They were everywhere.
Leaving her tray to the waitrat who scampered up, she walked over to the table, though her eye lingered on some words on the sign near him. Words her world had yet to invent.
....such as computers and digitized, and 'Net, as a place. Though she assumes that one is a world. Worlds had all sorts of names here.
Her eyes moved to the banner, and then to the young boy.
Barbara rolls over with an open laptop sitting across her thighs. "I've got an alpha version of the new anti-virus, Enzo. Any luck getting a sample yet? Without one to test this on, I think this is as good as it's going to get."
There's something else in her lap too, it looks like a stylized facial mask of some sort.
Making his way over he notices the text files all. over. the. frikkin'. place.
This is either a cry for help or a cry for help of the "Please to be giving me your attention I am a whore for it" variety.
"What's going on?" he asks. "What's the trouble?"
Despite the icon he is feeling rather concerned. No-one goes to that much trouble in getting attention unless it's Very Serious.
Or they're the sort who likes attention-any attention.
[Rabastan is not likely to be a part of the effort to save Mainframe, but he's here because I want to mess with his head. Strahan will be showing up though, and will likely be part of said effort.
Enzo does like attention-any attention. He's a little boy whose only friends at home are grown-ups. In this case, however, it is Very Serious indeed.
"My world's been taken over by a virus," he explains. This is not a time for anything short of total bluntness. "I need to stop her and cure everyone. D'you wanna help?"
"Hey Rabastan!" Hack and Slash swivel their respective heads towards the fellow that their little fellow is greeting. Hey! It's a one of the nice Users they know!
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First, the recruiting banners. He'd seen a few for the colonization movement, but...nothing like this. Nothing nearly as aggressive.
Second, and more importantly in some ways, he notices Enzo wearing something he's not normally wearing. It looks all military-ish and formal-ish.
"Hey, Enzo." Pause, with a glance over his shoulder. "How can I help?"
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(Clearly, if a device to turn you into a being made of numbers is a digitizer, than a device to turn you into a being made of atoms must be an atomizer. Right?)
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But without the reversal device completed, it might even be permanent. Besides, the 'Net's a war zone right now.
It hurts, but self-preservation wins out. "Fine." He shoots a look at Enzo. "But when all this is over and Ray's got the laser working both ways, I get to visit."
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To business, then. "Daemon's got Mainframe," he explains without preamble. "And Bob and Dot and everyone. But Oracle told me the cure's probably fixed - thanks, Tucker! - so we can cure people, I think, and Matilda's making fireworks to throw at Daemon."
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Leaving her tray to the waitrat who scampered up, she walked over to the table, though her eye lingered on some words on the sign near him. Words her world had yet to invent.
....such as computers and digitized, and 'Net, as a place. Though she assumes that one is a world. Worlds had all sorts of names here.
Her eyes moved to the banner, and then to the young boy.
"Fair morn."
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"Hi! I'm Enzo Matrix. Wanna help save my world?"
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"Marian of Knighton," she offered, with a slightly regal nod to him. "What has happened to your world?"
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There's something else in her lap too, it looks like a stylized facial mask of some sort.
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And what the ruddy hell are they doing?
Making his way over he notices the text files all. over. the. frikkin'. place.
This is either a cry for help or a cry for help of the "Please to be giving me your attention I am a whore for it" variety.
"What's going on?" he asks. "What's the trouble?"
Despite the icon he is feeling rather concerned. No-one goes to that much trouble in getting attention unless it's Very Serious.
Or they're the sort who likes attention-any attention.
[Rabastan is not likely to be a part of the effort to save Mainframe, but he's here because I want to mess with his head. Strahan will be showing up though, and will likely be part of said effort.
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"My world's been taken over by a virus," he explains. This is not a time for anything short of total bluntness. "I need to stop her and cure everyone. D'you wanna help?"
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"Think the signs are enough?"
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"Enough to get practically anyone's attention unless they're blind," he jokes. As you can tell he's not particularly good at that.
"Got my attention."
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