4.04: Touched by a virus.

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The task that Daemon lays out for Mouse and YT is simple enough: allow the Word to spread to its fullest extent. To that end, YT is sent off into the 'Net carrying a list of IP addresses and a copy of Mouse's encryption codes.

One by one, YT visits the systems Mouse has firewalled off. One by one, the firewalls drop, allowing the Word to spread to the systems beyond them.

Soon, only one firewall remains.

This one is special. What lies within this system is too important to be entrusted to an underling. There have been too many false starts already.

Surrounded by a fleet of Guardian transports, Daemon and her new entourage fly toward System Mainframe.

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Re: The Divine Invasion

[red-cg-insanity.livejournal.com]

Hex is probably the most sac religious of all. She has no patience for such things, and she would rather make fun of them.

But now, she is overwhelmed with an emotion she has never felt before. It is a feeling of rapture and her heart swelling to overflowing.

For the fact that this is a super virus that is doing this, this is VERY BAD!!!!!

She had only read a little about said experiences in the User's read me files that bar had given her. She now had a little empathy. She felt shame at the anger of Daemon towards her. Why? It wasn't her fault that she was now a sprite.

She lowered her eyes.

Re: The Divine Invasion

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Phong has long found that the best way to process was to seek harmony in all things: with one's friends and associates, with one's surroundings...

Now he realizes how small were the steps he had made in that direction. This feeling, this serenity, this is true harmony. Harmony with all sprites everywhere, with the entire 'Net. Harmony with the Word.

Re: The Divine Invasion

[command_dot_com]

For the last two minutes Dot's life has been nothing about stress and worry, her comfort coming from cold hard reasoning, the satisfaction of seeing something get done right and... spending time with Bob at Milliways, with no distractions.

All of this pales in comparison to the Word. For the first time since that fateful cycle hours ago, Dot has felt complete and utter peace and serenity. All things will be in order, the Word tells her protocol and functions...and she believes it.

"My lady, Mainframe is at your service." Whatever her lady shall need, it will be at her disposal. Just like the rest of the Net.

Re: The Divine Invasion

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Daemon nods. This is as it should be.

"It is time you were reunited with your friends and family," she says, and with a gesture summons a zoom-room which deposits Mouse, Matrix, AndrAIa and Mike onto the pavement in front of the Principal Office.

"Oh, there's no place like home!" crows Mike the TV. "Mainframe has heard the Word!"

Re: The Divine Invasion

[red-cg-insanity.livejournal.com]

"Forgive me, my lady," she said pouting at the floor.

Re: The Divine Invasion

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Daemon fixes Hexadecimal with a hard stare.

"No."

Another gesture, and Hexadecimal is flung against the wall, cracking her mask and knocking her out cold.

Daemon turns, her face serene once more, and walks into the great double doors of the Principal Office. The rest of the assembled sprites follow in her wake, leaving the little lost ex-virus alone.