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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 10:08:05 GMT -5
Sam watches the video, and frowns. Then stepping into the next alley he moves into it quickly. Sitting next to some ruined steps he covers himself with the ruined trench coat, and takes off his hat. Then he jacks into the Matrix.
Once in he says, "Tabitha, I want to track down where that video came from." He looked around his icon, in the desperate hope he would spot a whirling vortex like the last time. Now he regretted having used the Troll's deck. "Tabby if I wanted to find some way to find a distortion in here could I?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 16, 2012 10:16:38 GMT -5
The video has none of the typical trace elements one would expect. She replied, Following typical mail protocols it should not have been sent.
Sam scanned the horizon, He could see a swirling maelstorm, even bigger than before, just on the horizon.
Sir, Malicious code warning. As she spoke, Sam saw two long metallic vipers slithering towards him.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 10:19:57 GMT -5
"Run that escape program I took from Darryl... the jet pack one." He moved away and went for the gun he knew would be there. He pulled it but did not execute. Like a real gun the attack program it emulated would set of alarms in all the surronding systems. He wished he could have afforded that masking program, but money was always tight in his line of work.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 16, 2012 11:00:55 GMT -5
The Jetpack was a sweet little piece of code that Darryl had..."given" him, which began a relocate system operation to send him to a predetermined piece of matrix real estate. Unfortunately it took time.
The attacking Viper Viruses had laced themselves around Sam's foot.
Sir they are initiating a trace and trap. Tabitha warned.
Sam pulled the trigger, injecting a piece of flawed code into the viper's programing, which would result in the program crashing.
Trace program is at 45% and gaining, Tabitha warned.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 15:27:40 GMT -5
Sam froze for the amount of time it takes a clock to switch digits, and then was flying at the speed of information. "Tabby anti-virals. All of them... slow it down." His eye glanced at the Maelstrom and he pushed for it. Cursing Darryl's poor progamming.
Same knew one other trick, and he was desperate enough to try. Jak_Swyft was a friend of his, and the fastest deck he knew. The man had gone MIA a year or two back, making Sam rely on people like Darryl and Achoo for hacking support. Before that though he had taught Sam one trick to avoid tracers.
"Tabby copy the tracer program and prepare it for file transfer." Sam raised an M1 garand to his shoulder and looked around the blurred world. He raised and fired, launching a copy of the tracer at a random avatar, and then again at a construct. This way if his went off, there would be many hits and not just his location on his advseraries tracker.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 16, 2012 15:34:12 GMT -5
Copying Tabitha replied, as Sam reached the edge of the Maelstorm.
Suddenly Sam stopped moving, as if frozen in time.
Sir.... Tabitha said, unnaturally slowly, as if something was using up all of Sam's bandwidth, as if he were downloading the world's biggest file.
HELLO SAM.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 15:36:23 GMT -5
"Hello... we need to pick a name for you. So I am going to call you Molly if thats ok." Sam replied feeling helpless. Again. "You by any chance slick enough to deal with this tracker problem of mine?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 16, 2012 15:41:05 GMT -5
DONE.
The snake around Sam's avatar's leg disappeared as if dissolved in acid. The voice replied.
MOLLY. IS THAT A GOOD NAME?
you Tabitha said, continuing her slow motion sentence.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 15:50:55 GMT -5
"Yeah, Molly is a good name." Same said, and smiled, "One of my favorite." He studied the maelstrom. "You are in the body of the little girl. You are she?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 16, 2012 16:00:20 GMT -5
I AM IN THE BODY OF A LITTLE GIRL?
Molly replied. It was pure text display, no emote or audio, but still Sam seemed to hear hesitation and confusion.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 16:33:51 GMT -5
Sam tilted his head, and thought a long time. "Do you know where you are? What you are?" He thought for a second, "Tabby play the video I took at the bus. Show the little girl."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 16, 2012 16:38:12 GMT -5
Should Tabitha responded, still trying to complete whatever conversation she had initiated before Sam was sucked into the singularity with Molly.
I HAVE SEEN THE VIDEO.
Molly replied. A short video appeared of the lobby of a coffin motel, where a large man who looked familiar was sleeping outside a coffin door and than arguing with the automated concierge, although there was no sound.
The video rewound, and Sam saw the man put the girl in the coffin before standing guard out front.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 16:45:28 GMT -5
Sam touched the girl in the image, "That is you." Then after a long moment he added, "Right?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 16, 2012 16:46:39 GMT -5
I DON'T KNOW.
the voice replied.
beTabitha struggled valiantly.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 16:52:34 GMT -5
Sam said, "I think it is. That is you Molly. Whatever else you are you are also a little girl." He looked closely at the image, "You still in a coffin there?"
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Hope you all are well and happy.