[video] > Flynn: Be the troll.

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[Somebody got trolled.

Literally.

Troll Kevin Flynn (he runs Troll Encom and created the Troll Grid) is looking at the camera somewhat dubiously.Working under the assumption this isn't going to get straightened out for a few days, is there anything I need to know about, say, not poisoning myself? Or avoiding the horrible nightmares I'm told are

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...Flynn? [Rurr:c What is going on and where is CLU? And why are you gray? And horn--yeah, you get the point.]

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Yeah, man?

[Flynn steels himself to not snap at Rinzler no matter what.

He suspects it's going to be hard.]

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[There is a lot of unusual glitching going on and I am uncomfortable.]

Status?

[And clearly you are the only one with answers. Of course.]

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[Flynn shrugs.]

As good as can be expected. Likely a teleporter malfunction. Looks like it's only inconvenient, not dangerous.

[Feel free to start being smug about not using the teleporters, man.]

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[It's all in the rumble.] Do not like teleporters. Do not like this.

Will run my own diagnostics. Be there soon.

[I can't find CLU. He uses teleporters to get around, sob. Revert to next primary directive: watch Flynn carefully. Hope you don't mind company.]

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[Flynn shrugs.]

They're not too different from how I got on and off the Grid.

[Oh yes, Rinzler's doing it to monitor Flynn and not because he's nervous and wants reassurance. Clearly.

Flynn doesn't comment, since he can read between the lines well enough on his own.]

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Not afraid of the teleporters, Flynn. Do not trust their monitor. [aka: Hypatia]

[He sees that look you're giving him. Thankfully, he doesn't care. He doesn't need your approval to function.]

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[Rinzler. So. Irritating.]

Use the door.

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[He did last time!]

Prefer I knock, too? [rrr]

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[Last time he came with Clu, who likes to make an entrance.

Flynn doesn't think he can manage humor right now, so he sticks with deadpan.]

Yes.

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[Hey, they both used the door last time! No grand entrance involved, remember?

Anyway, have a knock you irritable troll you.]

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[For a highblood, he's positively mellow.]

Come in.

[Flynn's sitting in the living room with a big glass of water and a disgruntled expression. He can think of a lot of things he'd rather do than entertain Rinzler.]

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[For an older Flynn, he's downright choleric.

Rinzler doesn't waste his time in responding to the acquiescence and enters at a brisk pace. He walks around in front of Flynn and halts in place. Beneath the helmet, his eyes scan over the User carefully. He only wished his actual scans worked here.]

Appear to be intact if not in a normal fashion. [He pauses; tilts his head slightly.] On the outside. Inside?

[Oh, look. He's asking you how you feel, Flynn. Kinda like old times? Kinda-sorta-maybe just a bit? Okay, not even remotely but there ya have it anyway.]

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[Look out, there may be harsh words in the future.

Flynn looks back up at Rinzler, one clawed finger tapping the arm of the chair in an uncharacteristic impatient gesture.]

Irritable.

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[Another pause as Rinzler calculates over the terse information. Two conclusions turn up: either it's just him and Flynn is being uncharacteristically truthful, or this is a side-effect of being changed. Naturally, he wants an assured answer rather than a guess.]

Unusually so?

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Very.

[He wants a couple solid hours of meditation, but people keep bothering him.]