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Post by Kamui.EXE on Sept 11, 2004 12:47:56 GMT -5
"Something's weird with that suffusion." Kamui.EXE says.
"Katrice asks how so?" says Katrice.
"Look closely. Harpo's in a lot of trouble. That's no ordinary suffusion." Kamui.EXE says.
~Kamui.EXE
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Post by DJ Aussie E. on Sept 11, 2004 19:43:46 GMT -5
*suddenly, Kamui thought she heard her wristhingych I/O node beep*
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Post by Harpo989 on Sept 12, 2004 0:17:34 GMT -5
The program jabbed his rods at me, and I parried with my glove, stepping to my right. the program began to swing wildly, and I was struck several times by the wild rods. I tried to duck and roll out of the way, but I had nowhere to roll. so I figured a last ditch effort was better then none at all. I stood up and jumped backwards off of the small ring. then I grabbed the edge as I flipped, and swung through the center hole of the ring, flying up, feet first at the program. surprised by my move, he jumped to his right. I landed feet first where he had stood, facing away from the middle of the ring, and looked to my right just in time to see that he had swung underneath and back up onto the ring. then the program jabbed the viscious energy rods right at my stomach. suddenly, I had a burst of inspiration. I fell backwords, acting as if he had thrown me off of balance. then, as I fell backwards, I jammed my glove into the ring, and slinging myself with all of my strength into the air. about then, the program had his suffusion out again to finish me off. but my glove lodged right into the ring, and as the ring derezzed, I shot up into the air, and the AOL program was cought off guard. he tried to fire his suffusion at me, but as he fell, he watched the pellets slow to almost a stop as they reached the bubble around me and him, created my my mtrxbllettime subroutine. as he and I slowly drifted in slow motion toward the derezzing field- but we never got there. not thanks to the auto-rezzers that rezzed us out at the end. an announcement was played- "AOL program's rings derezzed. winner: Harpo989"
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Post by Kamui.EXE on Sept 13, 2004 13:20:34 GMT -5
Kamui.EXE was greatful Harpo won. It was a tense moment for her and everyone else there. Suddenlt she heard the wristhingych I/O node ping. DJAE had given it to her a long time ago. She activated it.
"Hello? kamui.EXE here." kamui.EXE says.
She waited for a responce.
~kamui.EXE
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Post by DJ Aussie E. on Sept 13, 2004 14:17:17 GMT -5
DJAE: May I ask what's going on there? Rumors are flying that Harpo's dating married women again.
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Post by Harpo989 on Sept 13, 2004 15:03:03 GMT -5
I walked over to Katrice, Kamui, and Tweaker. "Well Tweaker, I see you got through the battle okay. so, are we all eligable for the big batttle-thingie?" I asked. then I overheared the comment from DJ on the wristhingych node. now where in the net might he have heard that? of course, I don't expect him to understand me... no one understands what it was like, having been a program with no free will. I leaned over to the node. "Hi DJAE." I said, then leaned back.
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Post by DJ Aussie E. on Sept 13, 2004 23:55:44 GMT -5
DJAE: Hey Harpo. Rumor is that the husband of the married woman you've been dating got mad and threw you into the tourney to fight to the deresolution. In that case, I got a copy of a modded Colt handgun. It just disorients programs, y'know, make 'em dizzy.
Byte: Hurry! DJ Kat needs those MP3s! Remember? She's in that apartment on Geary?
DJAE: Pay no attention to Byte. Anyway, It's in locker 560, passnumber 16843. Hope you win.
*I/O node turns off.*
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Post by Kamui.EXE on Oct 20, 2004 7:18:03 GMT -5
Kamui.EXE attempts to locate the locker. She finds it, but there's a problem. There's a few big burely programs standing in the way and they don't look like they're of the "Big friendly giant" variety. Kamui.EXE summons up some courage and clears her vocorder. The big programs look down at her.
"Wadda you want?" one of them growls.
"I need to get past you guys. I need to get to that locker behind you." Kamui.EXE says.
"We saw you in the arenas, Shorty. If you can fight there, then fight us for the locker. Both of us." says the other big program.
"Katrice thinks that's not fair! Two on one is BAD!" Katrice yells.
"It's okay, Katrice. I think I can handle these guys." Kamui.EXE says when she gets in to defensive position.
She hated being called 'Shorty' and she felt at the very least that they had to pay for that remark.
~Kamui.EXE
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Post by DJ Aussie E. on Oct 21, 2004 15:42:23 GMT -5
*Somewhere near the arena, DJAE warps in. The International ICP Association has contacted him to oversee security. DJAE enters and talks to the receptionist*
DJAE: I:ICP informant DJ Aussie E here. I'm here to oversee security.
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Post by Harpo989 on Oct 21, 2004 17:32:41 GMT -5
Hmm. DJAE obviously doesn't realise that I can't use subroutines... A large program walked up to DJAE. we was mostly black, roughly Thorne's size, and had a single red line that weaved all over his body. his eyes consisted of the line stretching across his face, with no discernable mouth. He looked down at DJAE and said, "I am head of security here. What do you want?"
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Post by DJ Aussie E. on Oct 21, 2004 17:48:05 GMT -5
*DJAE doesn't flich, just hold up the metadata file provided to him by the I:ICP association. This metadata shows he is registered informant for I:ICP.*
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Post by Harpo989 on Oct 21, 2004 23:58:46 GMT -5
The program grabbed the document and handed it to the receptionist without looking at it, then pointed at DJAE and said, "Look, script. I don't care who you're working for, or what this 'International ICP Association' thing is, but each system has it's own kernal, and we aren't under anyone's supervision but our users'. But scince I'm feeling generous, I'll let it slide for now. So stay if you like, but you'll have to pay for a ticket."
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Post by DJ Aussie E. on Oct 22, 2004 13:04:02 GMT -5
*DJAE looks at the summons given to him*
DJAE: Seems legit... hang on...
*DJAE looks for a DHCL watermark. There is none.*
DJAE: A FORGERY?! I'm sorry to bother you.
*DJAE walks to International Hub to warp back to SF*
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Post by Kamui.EXE on Dec 1, 2004 8:16:11 GMT -5
Kamui.EXE flips the offending programs Judo style. Despite her stature in comparison to the large programs, she was quite strong.
Both programs picked themselves up off the ground and ran.
"If this is what the competition is like! Let's get outta here! We'll be derezzed if we stayed!" They said as they ran away.
"Cowards," Kamui.EXE mutters as she opens the locker.
~Kamui.EXE
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Post by Harpo989 on Dec 1, 2004 14:28:43 GMT -5
A voice boomed over the broadcast system: "ALL QUALIFIED PROGRAM TEAMS MAY NOW BEGIN PREPERATION FOR THE RING GAME! PLEASE COMPLETE PREPERATIONS AS SOON AS POSSIBLE! ALL TEAM MATCHES ARE AVAILABLE ON PUBLIC BROADCAST BOARDS!" I sighed and walked over to one of the broadcast boards myself. They wee much like a standard terminal, but without write access. Probably controlled through some primary control center. I thought. Then I turned around and walked back over to the railing where we had been standing about. It appeared kamui was still gone dealing with DJAE's mysterious subroutine he referred to, and I didn't see a sign of Tweaker. The only people left were Myself and Katrice. "Katrice hopes you do wel in the competition!" Katrice flamboyantly told me. "Yes... As do I." I replied, with a sigh of frustration. "Katrice wonders why you are so sad." Katrice said. "Ah... This whole thing is just way to complicated. All we came here to do was find Ming... But then this ring game, and-" Suddenly Katrice cut me off. "You say Ming?" "Yes..." I replied. "Do you know her, Katrice?" Katrice laughed. "Of course Katrice know Ming! They share user! Talked much for a while!" This piece of information surprised me. I pinged Kamui- She might want to know this...
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