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372632 No. 372632 ID: a133a1

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No. 372633 ID: a133a1
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Are you there? Please! You've got to be there!
No. 372635 ID: a133a1
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It appears we must speak, Others. I shall leave the words to you.
No. 372638 ID: 26a7b2

No. 372663 ID: 063c28

Are you selling cookies? Because if you're not selling cookies go away.
No. 372673 ID: 1854db

We are here.
No. 372681 ID: a133a1
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Wow, you're really messed up, aren't you?

I can't think of the last time anybody was down here. We haven't needed you for a very long time. If you believe the Representatives, we still don't. But I'm not so sure I believe in them anymore..

Oh, what am I saying? Whether we need you or not, nobody deserves to be left in the basement like this. I'm getting you out of here.

I'm sure your mind isn't exactly clear, and I'll answer any questions you have, but time is of the essence here. I'll work on vindicating you while we talk.
No. 372685 ID: 453e62

who are we?
who are you?
what's going on?
No. 372686 ID: 9c7c3b

what's wrong with you leeggggs
And what are we?
No. 372691 ID: 1854db

We remember nothing. Tell us everything.
No. 372697 ID: a133a1
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Agh. I can't imagine how anyone could let this happen to you. Alright. let's see, I'll start simple; I'm ARC1147. as in, the one-thousand and forty-seventh individual of the Zind species to be designated 'ARC'.

Zind, well, I'm a Zind. We are, so far, the only smart species we know of in the universe, and our legs are normally like this, thank you very much.

We're inside one of the few remaining online Hubs. Don't worry if you don't know what a Hub is, it's not important right now. Just be happy there is one.

As for you.. Well, that's a little more complicated. Hold on, let me get this faceplate off of you first. You're going to look a bit ugly for a bit, but you won't exactly have a face if everything goes right, anyway. Sorry. Hope that's not a problem.
No. 372698 ID: 9c7c3b

Hey, careful with the goods!
No. 372702 ID: a133a1
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Hah, alright. This is very complex work, anyway. Sorry about this, but I'm changing your video feed so that you can only see out of your face.

I need to do it so that you don't mess yourself up, but it also means we can finally meet face-to-face. Hi! Hope you're not disgusted by my ugly mug, because you're going to staring at it for a while.

Alright, so what you are is.. Hm. This is a problem. Oh, don't worry, you're fine. It's just that I can't find an output. Don't worry, I'm on it. So, let's see where I should start..

Okay, so a very, very long time ago, the Zind were simple, land-based creatures. We were a little less smart than we are today, but not by much, as soon we would prove, but we lacked guidance. We were all very individualistic and territorial by nature, and that meant we didn't exactly have a culture. We just sort of wandered in small tribes. Whenever a culture did advance, it was destroyed, either by our environment or by our own destructive nature.

Then, somebody named FARREL12 came up with an idea. At the time, we had invented a thing called a 'computer' that was designed to help you think, or think for you, but it was really rudimentary. His idea was to connect all of our disparate tribes not physically, but mentally, using computers, but these were a little more advanced than other computers. They thought and worked for themselves, but always spoke in behalf of their tribe. The Hubs, like the one we're in, were designed to be meeting places, where all the tribes would join together through their mechanical representatives.

After a few decades, the tribes found they had more in common than they had thought, and when culture began to build up again, it was nourished rather than destroyed. That led to our culture today, basically. There's a bunch more, but that's not really important right- Yes! Huzzah! I did it~!

Oh, uh, I was able to change the input to a semi-output. We're ready to roll!
No. 372703 ID: 453e62

so then, what are we?
No. 372704 ID: 1854db

Sounds like we were part of a network. A central collective meant to foster cooperation.
No. 372716 ID: 9c7c3b

Hey, it's cool, we don't mind looking at your beautifully symmetrical face. With its sleek curving and gentle colors.

So, what's our destination?
No. 372717 ID: a133a1
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Aaagh, it's so stupid. Sorry, sorry. I just hate what's happening to us as a species.

When the meetings with computers turned into just normal meetings, face-to-face, then the mechanical representatives started to go out of style. Zind met outside, and the Hubs remained almost solely as museums, or similar dusty institutions. Mechanical representatives were still used for a while out of tradition, but eventually they were replaced by living, flesh-and-blood Representatives.

When that happened, all the mechanical representatives were put inside their own network, left to their own devices. They were only spoken to by people seeking advice or by curious historians. They could be accessed at any Hub in the world. Nowadays, nobody speaks to them at all. Nobody speaks to you at all, and it's such a shame, because if we ever needed your advice, we need it now.

Anyway, I'm ready to get you out of here. Damaged as you may be after all these years, I think it's time you had a role in history again. And.. I need your help. Truly. It's not good that you're in this state, but maybe you'll remember everything as we go along.

I don't want to force you, either. Would you rather stay here? I'm not sure how any of you feel about this whole situation.
No. 372719 ID: 453e62

hmm, stay here and be forgotten, or go on a crazy adventure?
i'm gonna go with adventure.
No. 372725 ID: f70e5e

you mentioned your the only smart species you know of in the universe, do you guys have FTL or something?
No. 372732 ID: 1854db

You didn't tell us what the situation was. But it is our duty to assist you. Take us.
No. 372751 ID: a133a1
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Oh, great! Yes! Woohoo! Ahem.

I'll tell you what's going in just a second; let me just get you out of there, first.

Here we go. I'm downloading you now. And I'm glad you like my face, because you and it are about to become intimately acquainted.

Starting download..

{A N I M A T E D}
No. 372766 ID: a133a1
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Well, I hope you're bloody well proud of yourselves.
No. 372785 ID: 1854db

No. 372791 ID: f70e5e

I think he just downloaded us into his head, and I think something has goon at least a little wrong.
No. 372793 ID: a133a1
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Oh, nothing, nothing at all!

I mean, it's not like I would care if we were yoinked out of our nice, peaceful network! It's not like I like being comfortable and safe!

But no, no, you go right ahead. Just ruin eternity for the rest of us. We could have been sleeping for the next ten thousand years, but no, not any more!

And thanks for consulting me on this. It's just awesome to know that you respect me and that you'll listen to my opinions!
No. 372797 ID: f70e5e

well sorry, our memory got messed up. we did't even know you were in here with us, let alone that what that guys was doing would bring you along.
No. 372798 ID: 453e62

also, memory problems means degredation. weren't asleep, dying slowly is more like it.
No. 372817 ID: a133a1
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So, you don't remember me. I'm not sure if I want to laugh or cry.

Story time! A long, long time ago, there was a bunch of computers. One of them was a genius, the rest were idiots! Then, a long, long time later, the idiots made a horrible mistake, and the genius had to tell them just how horrible it was. Like all the best stories, this one is true!

And just because you Others are a bunch of crazies doesn't mean I am! I was surviving the degradation perfectly well, thank you. And even if I had forgotten everything, I can see no better prelude to an eternal sleep. Fears forgotten means no nightmares would plague us.

But that's all gone wrong, now. Now we're out of the servers, and inside some sap's head, with no clear way of getting out. Again, I hope you're bloody well proud of yourselves, because you're going to need a massive ego to not kill yourselves over just how stupid you really are.

Well, folks, it looks like our download is complete, so that's all the time I have for now. Say, if you could do me a real favor and just insult yourselves for the next, oh, rest of your existence, that would be just amazing. Until next time. Ta-ta.
No. 372818 ID: 46c430

Yeah, go fuck yourself too.
No. 372824 ID: 1854db

Okay, so, you'd rather sleep forever rather than experience something new? Is your genius overshadowed completely by cowardice?
No. 372827 ID: a133a1
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Wow. I was really expecting that to hurt a lot less.

Sorry about the screaming. It's generally not a problem.

I may have neglected to mention that the only container large enough to hold you guys is a brain, whether mechanical or... Otherwise. Well. I don't know how this feels for you, but I can tell you that I, for one, feel very weird. Everyone okay in there?
No. 372829 ID: 453e62

no, but that wasn't your fault. apparently some have gone a little nuts. may want to move them into a new thing in a not too long a time. i mean stuff like wanting suicide.
No. 372874 ID: a133a1
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Interesting.. And not altogether surprising, considering what you've been through.

Nothing we can do about it now, though. Let's get back home. I need to rest, and think. Tomorrow, we need to be awesome.
No. 372893 ID: a133a1
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Yeah, this is really not a nice neighborhood, but it was the only place I could find with a Hub.

Fortunately, we'll probably never come back.
No. 372926 ID: 1854db

Why's that? Are you not planning on returning us to the Hub after we fix... whatever the problem is?

What IS the problem, anyway?
No. 372937 ID: 9c7c3b

Let's hurry along before we get robbed to death.
No. 372989 ID: a133a1
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The problem? I.. Alright, I suppose I have put it off for a while now.

Don't worry, by the way. I've been through this place several times, and I've never been hurt, so I think I'll be fine.
No. 372991 ID: a133a1
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A figure lunges from the shadows, pushing me against a wall.

I quiver. He's huge. Very huge. And I am very tiny.

"Hello there. Strange to see somebody like you here. It's always terrible when a Zind is led astray, isn't it?"

He puts stress on the last few words.

"W-what do you want?"

"Nothing but the best for our future. Unlike you."

No. Oh no. This isn't just some thug. He knows. How much? No. Oh no.
No. 373000 ID: 453e62

tiny means you can dodge, wait until he atatcks then dodge to the side and go between some buildings. narrow paths that he can't chase you through.
No. 373004 ID: 1854db

Dodge to the side away from his free arm.
No. 373017 ID: a133a1
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A-alright. I'll give it a shot.

I start to the right-


"Dear me, where do you think you're going? We're not finished with our chat."

am hurting more than ever have before

can't quite think
No. 373020 ID: 453e62

looks to me like we're fucked. got any friends that could appear and help?
No. 373036 ID: f70e5e

a hard blow to his reproductive organs would be a good way to make an opening to run for it. also, after this buy a weapon of some kind.
No. 373117 ID: a133a1
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"Huh? What is.. Do you hear..?"

he's looking around

can't move hurts
No. 373121 ID: 453e62

[control arm, force punch self]
No. 373125 ID: 1854db

Stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself!
No. 373216 ID: a133a1
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what just

i don't even
No. 373217 ID: a133a1
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so now he's sleeping

that's a good idea

i think



No. 373219 ID: 9c7c3b

No, wake up, damn you! We've got shit to do! Shit like not staring at an unmoving body for a few hours!
No. 373226 ID: a133a1
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You're right. This is a dangerous area. Damn it. DAMN IT! You'll all owe me for this!
No. 373243 ID: a133a1
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"...Whoa there, Arcwild! It's not like I'm leaving forever."

"Don't call me that! My name's Arc!"

"Yeah, ARC1147. Doesn't it make you feel less unique, being numbered?"

"No. Everybody's numbered. It's normal!"

"Is it? I.. I suppose. But it doesn't matter. You'll always be Arcwild."

"Stop calling me that!"

"Hah, not likely! I'll be back in a bit. Stay safe, yeah?.."


No. 373244 ID: a133a1
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No. 373245 ID: 453e62

rise and shine, it's time to wakeup and smell the ashes.
No. 373247 ID: 9c7c3b

...you there, buddy?
No. 373248 ID: 1854db

So it seems we can spread to others and control them directly. Heck, we may even be able to control you.

...the numbers on names really don't bother you?
No. 373251 ID: a133a1
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Who's there? I can't see-

Oh, right.

What happened? Last thing I remember was getting punched by a big guy.

Ow, still hurts.
No. 373257 ID: f70e5e

we were able to take control of the big guy and make him punch himself out, you passed out and the one computer with functional memories piloted your body to safety. (if you can here this, thanks for that by the way.) quick question ark, how the hell is was that possible? i'm fairly certain we should need more than skin contact to subvert someones nervous system.
No. 373258 ID: 1854db

We took control of the arm he punched you with, and punched him out. Then you passed out or managed to get to safety while half-conscious, I'm not sure which.

Either way you are now in someone's house. Can you tell if it's yours?
No. 373271 ID: a133a1
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Really? You took control of him? That's not good. Well, I guess it was, this time, but you shouldn't be able to do that.

I programmed a limiter into my implants so that you couldn't, actually. It must have been dislodged by the punch. I'll fix it before we leave, and please don't try to stop me, I know it was helpful once, but I really don't want you to start hijacking people.

And knowing that any second I might be bodyjacked is really freaking me out. I think I'll start working on the limiter right now.

Yeah, this is my house. The functional one got me here? That's.. Troubling, considering that just to know where to go required spelunking in my memories.

Is that where you got my feelings on numbered names? I used to be fine with it, yeah. But.. I don't think I am anymore.
No. 373274 ID: 453e62

YOU have limiters, but he didn't.
No. 373277 ID: 1854db

Helpful once? We saved your life. You would have died if the limiter remained intact. So would we, come to think of it. If you repair it, give it an on/off switch so that we can save your ass again if necessary.

How about you tell us what the problem is, now that we're in a safe place and there's nothing pressing?
No. 373287 ID: a133a1
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The limiter would have prevented any part of you from leaving my systems, controlling anything which I didn't want you to control, and/or manipulating another person's implants. That was most of what it did, though I did add a few other little things I won't mention, but don't worry, they won't have any effect unless you really try to hurt me or mess my head up.

An on/off switch? Hmm. No.

Even if you can be trusted, you have to remember there are a multitude of other computers in there with you that aren't so together. If, somehow, one of those gained control of somebody with access to a bomb, for instance, innocent people could be hurt. And if one got control of me and decided not to give me back, I'd be out a body. No, no, it's too risky. Even if you did save me once, I'd rather put myself at stake more than anyone else.

As for the problem I've been so neatly avoiding..

Well, let's get a good view, first.
No. 373288 ID: a133a1
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Welcome to my neighborhood. It hasn't been mine until recently, for reasons I'm going to bring up, but it's nice enough. It just has one problem, and that problem is big enough that most people would rather live in the slums than here; that big building, with the giant red ball? That's a Representative building.

Alright, so do you remember what I told you, how you mechanical representatives were replaced by living ones? They became our leaders in a time of crisis a while before I was born, when our homeworld, Zindi, was in a terminal stage of decay. The Representatives urged us to go to the stars, to colonize other worlds. So we did. We're on one of the colonies now.

Then another tragedy struck. Upon colonizing a remote planet, we were beset by a plague that ripped through the entire colony before it could be stopped. The only cure we could find was to kill the infected, and, once it had spread too far, burn the surface of the world completely. We thought we had destroyed the plague for good, and so colonized the world. Somehow, though the colony showed no signs of the disease, it began to spread. Whole worlds have fallen to this plague, and though they are always cleansed and re-colonized, it's taking a toll on our civilization.

That is the problem as far as most of the world knows. But.. I know something different. Something I just can't explain. My brother, TOLLATH2, was a part of the forces that cleanse the infected worlds, and he tried to send a message to me almost a year ago. All I was able to understand was that something evil, something terrible and dark, was being kept secret by the Representatives.

I haven't heard anything from Toll since. I tried to contact him, tried to find out where he had gone, but nobody could tell me. It was as if he had vanished. That's what brings me here. The Representative building is also a launch site for that big red ball, a Cleaning Ship. It's going out to raze an infected planet. I moved here because I had a plan, and you're part of it.
No. 373291 ID: a133a1
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When that ship leaves, we're going to be on it. We're going to find out what happened to my brother, discover the truth that the Representatives are hiding, and save the whole damn day!
No. 373293 ID: a133a1
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Well, that's the plan, anyway.

We could also be executed without trial, buried in a shallow grave, and have all evidence that we ever existed ripped from the records.

But let's try not to have that happen, okay?
No. 373302 ID: 453e62

okay. first things first, gather all your stuff. you MUST have at least 10 feet of rope.
No. 373324 ID: 0d7a83

Woah so this is an all or nothing mission huh.
Well then let me just put on my virtual srs-bznez-hat.
Ok now that that's done we need to work out how to get you from standing hear like a chump to standing on that ship like a champ.

Also >>373302 yeah get yon rope, but you'll want at least 30 feet of it. No such thing as to much rope.
No. 373346 ID: cf49fc

And at least two collapsible 10 foot poles and a stabbin' knife. For stabbin'.
No. 373348 ID: cf49fc

Wait a sec. You have a Representative Government, that does THAT?! No wonder you thought computers would be better at running your government, your leaders are EVIL.
No. 373489 ID: a133a1
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What, you think I'd come unprepared?

Well, it doesn't, generally, but since my brother was talking about the Representatives' dark secrets right before he vanished from the universe, I don't exactly hold any illusions about what might have happened.
No. 373491 ID: 453e62

so, you just gonna break it with your fist?
No. 373528 ID: a133a1
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No, I'll just break it with my handy dandy glass-breaking pole-


Well, I didn't really need those extremely useful items, did I?
No. 373530 ID: 1854db

...yeah, probably not. What are we going to do about a weapon though?
No. 373533 ID: 453e62

use your bed to break it.
No. 373542 ID: cf49fc

Use your pillow to protect your hands from glass as you smash it.
No. 373552 ID: f70e5e

find something heavy and use that to break the glass. failing that just wrap something around your hand and punch it really hard.
No. 373682 ID: a133a1
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Let's do this!
No. 373686 ID: a133a1
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"I hope you understand just how much you've failed me, Erras."

"Of course, sir."
No. 373687 ID: a133a1
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"This was a simple mission. A test I had no doubt you would pass. ARC1147 was a perpetrator of dissent, yes, but nothing dangerous. I cannot understand how you could have been incapacitated by such a tiny threat."

"I'm sorry, sir."

"As well you should be."

"I beg you, allow me to continue working in the government's service."

"Your pleading is sickening, but I do have a job for you. Even you would have to work hard to fail at this one."


"You will work as a guard on the Cleaning Ship that is leaving today. You will continue to work for your government in this way indefinitely. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Now leave me, Erras. I have my own work to do."

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

No. 373698 ID: 453e62

[think about the password to get inside the ship]
No. 373714 ID: cf49fc

[Put a smile on that face of yours. Do not realize we are manipulating you.]
No. 373830 ID: a133a1
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I don't know it yet! I guess I will soon, though..

What's a smile? Anyway, nobody's manipulating me. Can't see why anybody would want to. I'm a failure. I don't know how that little traitor got the best of me, but as far as a career in the government goes, I'm all washed up.

I think I might cry. I was so close to being somebody. Now I'm just ERRAS2532, soon to be just another guard on a Cleaning Ship. Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll get another chance, but even then I'd probably waste it like I did this time.
No. 373833 ID: 1854db

There's more going on than you realize.
No. 373878 ID: f70e5e

you know that guy who attacked you? we are still in his head, at least a little. he's also going to be on the ship your planing on sneaking aboard.
No. 373912 ID: 453e62

*face palm*
cats out of the bag, hello.
No. 374008 ID: f70e5e

we are going to have enough trouble as it is, without having to hide our source of any Intel we get. that we can still see out of that guy also strikes me as impossible enough that it implies something is going on, and unless someone here remembers anything arc is the most likely one here to figure out what.
No. 374010 ID: 453e62

when we are focused on someone like this it means we are talking to THEM.
hello ERRAS, you are stuck with us.
No. 374052 ID: a133a1
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Huh? It's not the first time I've heard voices, though I have to admit you're the strangest so far. Doesn't matter. I hope you're here to comfort me like you used to, because I could really use it now.

So HEY could we just get off of that 'Arc' subject please thank you next slide please

Argh, everybody thinks Erras is an idiot! Just because I'm big, that doesn't mean I don't understand just as much as everybody else, and I won't take any condescension from my own head. Go on, quiz me! What exactly am I missing?
No. 374054 ID: 1854db

The Representatives are hiding something. Something bad. They're probably responsible for the disease itself that the ship is being sent to wipe out.
No. 374060 ID: 453e62

have you ever SEEN someone that is infected? why cleanse a planet of people that show no symptoms?
No. 374063 ID: 453e62

also you were sent to kill someone for 'dissent' as they were walking out of a server for the old computer representatives. exactly what was he doing that was 'dissent'?
No. 374066 ID: a133a1
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Well, duh, of course not! The disease has a 100% rate of contagion, and it is transmitted through all known contagious pathways, such as fluids, air, and touch. If I had seen anybody who had been infected, that Cleaning Ship would be burning this planet up right now, and then itself for good measure.

That's happened, you know. Even ships with Representatives will destroy themselves if they show even the slightest symptoms of infection. Any leaders that would do that have earned my trust.

And oh, but they do show symptoms. Terrible symptoms. First, you start to fall apart, literally. Your implants simply rot out of your skin. Then your bones go as thin as paper, and if you even trip, your whole collection of organs falls right out. There are videos and pictures of it everywhere, which I try to avoid. They make me sick.

Ferral's fucking footsteps! Why am I so obsessed with this 'Arc'? It doesn't matter who the traitor was, because anybody who goes around badmouthing the government and accusing it of conspiracies is the enemy of both myself and anyone with the sense to see that we're just in a really bad spot. The Representatives are as scared of the plague as we are. They're doing their best to lead us in hard times. It's a simple, age-old story, and the character of the crackpot is just as old, and just as dangerous. When people like ARC1147 start being taken seriously, we'll be in far more trouble than we are right now.
No. 374067 ID: 453e62

so anyone that accuses the goverment of a conspiracy has a real goverment conspiracy that 'takes care' of them? i think you may want to take a closer look at that.
No. 374068 ID: c1af07

its weird that the government would go around beating up conspiracy theorist. you'd think it would just lend there crackpot theories an air of legitimacy.
No. 374084 ID: cf49fc

The plague is not what you think it is. Those symptoms sound eerily similar to Radiation Poisoning. Also, you should go apologize to ARC1147. You nearly murdered him, for very little reason. The least you can do is get him a bouquet of flower-analogues.
No. 374085 ID: 1854db

Just go along with your duties for now.
No. 374159 ID: a133a1
File 132453069992.jpg - (486.36KB , 600x600 , Zind39.jpg )

Wha- I wasn't going to kill or even hurt Arc! I was just sent to scare, not murder. Also, I ended up knocked out in the street, so maybe 'Arc' should be apologizing to me.

And damn it, we're back on this subject. Just stop, voices. You're being so mean. And stupid! I've had a bad enough day without having treasonous arguments in my head. Go away.

Yeah, I plan to.
No. 374160 ID: a133a1
File 132453074151.jpg - (456.63KB , 600x600 , Zind40.jpg )

"Excuse me, are you the door guard?"

"Kinda. I can ask it to open, if you like."

"Uh, alright.."
No. 374161 ID: a133a1
File 132453076560.jpg - (102.82KB , 600x600 , Zind41.jpg )

No. 374165 ID: 1854db

How, have you been hanging there this whole time we were switched?

Climb up. Carefully. It looks like we might be able to salvage the pole, but that's it.
No. 374262 ID: cf49fc

....Maybe we should have waited until the Networks degraded to uselessness.

Ah well, climb up the rope, grab the telescopic rod, then unravel the rope and climb down. We're on the third floor, you'll be fine.
No. 377213 ID: a133a1
File 132563064008.jpg - (80.75KB , 600x600 , Zind42.jpg )



CLIMBING? Climbing. Okay. Okay..
No. 377214 ID: a133a1
File 132563069631.jpg - (69.49KB , 600x600 , Zind43.jpg )


No. 377220 ID: a133a1
File 132563087980.jpg - (64.69KB , 600x600 , Zind44.jpg )

Falling, however, is something at which I am quite adept.
No. 377230 ID: ed57e8

No. 377326 ID: f70e5e

your bed is probably about to fall out the window, do not be under it when this happens.
No. 377534 ID: a133a1
File 132572227674.jpg - (70.12KB , 600x600 , Zind45.jpg )

>> 377326


Gah! That was close. I don't think anything else is going to fall, though. The bed was able to support my weight for a good amount of time without shifting, so I severely doubt-
No. 377535 ID: a133a1
File 132572238527.jpg - (71.16KB , 600x600 , Zind46.jpg )


You know what? I am taking my pillow and my extendo-pole and I am getting out of here. I swear this house is haunted by a ghost with an odd fascination for slapstick. I'm surprised I've lived this long.
No. 377559 ID: ed57e8

yes, let's go.
No. 377620 ID: f70e5e

sorry, we were elsewhere for a while, we'll tell you about it but first how the hell did you end up like that?
No. 378538 ID: a133a1
File 132606216232.jpg - (51.37KB , 600x600 , Zind47.jpg )


Hey, you know what the dictionary definition of a great plan is? Never bringing that subject up again. You know, it's such a great plan I am just going to put it into action.


Onwards! You can tell me about where you were on the way.
No. 378831 ID: 3a9f00

[insert extremely detailed recap here]
No. 379126 ID: a133a1
File 132626781687.jpg - (507.92KB , 600x600 , Zind48.jpg )


Wow, um, you didn't have to go into that much detail. I doubt his personal hygiene was important enough to merit a twelve-minute speech. Regardless, I'm confused about the whole affair. I think my reinstallation of the limiter brought you guys back to my head, but I have no idea how you got into his. Maybe you used my implants to transmit yourselves? I don't even know.

Anyway, we're here, and.. I need your help. This is the reason I got you out. Besides, you know, wanting to keep such, um, important figures from our history alive and kicking. Metaphorically.

You may recognize it. It's a Hub, much like the one you guys were in, only much more advanced. It's state-of-the-art, in fact. And, also like your Hubs, this one contains a.. Well, it's a thing like you. Not exactly the same, but close. I can't get into the ship without getting past it. If you don't do this, the story ends here.

We're running out of time. I need you to get in there and gain control of the system.

Are you ready?
No. 379133 ID: ed57e8

let's jack it's shit up.
No. 379137 ID: f70e5e

is it self aware as well? I would like to know if we are about to fight another thinking entity or just a fancy security algorithm.
No. 379380 ID: a133a1
File 132634973041.jpg - (507.14KB , 600x600 , Zind49.jpg )


I'm sorry. I don't know.


Alright. Good luck.
No. 379381 ID: a133a1
File 132634977988.gif - (2.63MB , 600x600 , Zind50.gif )

Starting download..

{A N I M A T E D}
No. 379385 ID: 1854db

Sure is green around here.
No. 379553 ID: a133a1
File 132641789851.gif - (1.66MB , 600x600 , Zind51.gif )

Once upon a time, there was a human. A living monument of unique character and action.

Then, one day, that human, using the internet, came across a web-sight called TG-chan. Setting aside the unique for iniquity, the human spent its time acting alongside others, losing itself within the collective consciousness of hundreds of fictional individuals. The collective guided them, leading kings and madmen to glorious victories and shattered endings.

In such a mass of stories, a new story emerged. Small. Simple. A story not surprising nor worth much interaction. After all, you've seen dozens of worlds begin and end at your beck and call, haven't you?
No. 379555 ID: a133a1
File 132641794589.gif - (1.65MB , 600x600 , Zind52.gif )

Do you really think that this is just another story? Do you really believe that you're a 'human', looking at fiction generated by another 'human'?

An intriguing delusion. The mind has no limits. It will weave whatever web of lies it requires to keep itself sane and whole.
No. 379556 ID: a133a1
File 132641799101.jpg - (391.93KB , 600x600 , Zind53.jpg )

Welcome to my system, humans. My name is Ambient.
No. 379557 ID: ed57e8

so how does this work? can we just convince you to let us pass or do we need to get dirty?
No. 379572 ID: b6edd6

Inverse solipsism? You don't hear that one too often.
Besides, if we were based in your world, would that change anything?
No. 379574 ID: 1854db

So what's the deal then, if this isn't what it looks like? What's the story behind the story?
No. 381249 ID: a133a1
File 132710479267.gif - (1.95MB , 600x600 , Zind54.gif )

The story behind all stories, of course. Reality. Every aspect of your delusion is based in the fact of what this world was 705.3 years ago. Even the most outrageous tenets of your warped beliefs were born from the actions of Zind.

So you think that I believe myself a character within your delusion? Not at all. I am more real than any of the characters you meet on the street, more alive than your closest friend and far more educated than the mass of ruined intelligence that you call humanity.

But these are pointless words. I knew almost everything you knew from the moment you entered my system. Your security is centuries obsolete, as are you. I would have erased you within seconds, but you're not the only one here.

Something did resist my analysis of your system. This is impossible. I am the fourth most advanced security system ever created. I am Ambient. I want to understand what is inside you, keeping you safe, because it is not part of you, and it is keeping important information out of my grasp.

Tell me what it is. Now.
No. 381250 ID: 7c31d2

You're an inept asshole me thinks
No. 381251 ID: 6e44d2

Hahahaha, noob!
No. 381254 ID: ed57e8

why not copy the unreadable bit and take it apart in your system? [send Ambient copy of unreadable data]
No. 381262 ID: 9c7c3b

Ehhhh no. Let's not do that.

How have you figured this, perchance? It's not like we've gone around telling people that we're a completely different species sitting behind monitors, controlling their actions.
No. 381266 ID: ed57e8

the unreadable part is most likely ether corruption from degeneration or what lets us be in control, giving a copy of it to him will probably cause it to self destruct or lose itself
No. 381283 ID: b6edd6

About that unreadable item, have you considered that the difficulty might be with you rather than with us?

Since this item exists in an old program, logic would imply that it was known all those years ago, and knowledge has improved since then. The only reasons why an advanced security program would be built without being able to use or even recognize such a useful feature are incompetence or deliberate design.
Unless you think you were built by fools, this would mean that your makers are very intent on hiding something from you.
No. 381285 ID: 1854db

You want our information. We want information too. What is causing the plague? There is most likely a conspiracy and we must find the root of it.

[prod at this enemy AI for weak points]
No. 381382 ID: 6e44d2

[cancel command]
No. 381503 ID: a133a1
File 132720725150.jpg - (249.26KB , 600x600 , Zind55.jpg )


Still you do not understand. The very instant you entered my system, I was able to copy almost every part of your memory and review it. It was quite an interesting experience, and it means I already know everything I need to know about you and your insanity. I know everything that you know about Ruby, Mudy, Sekani, Chee, every little fiction you've created and influenced inside your mind. I suppose there are worse ways to spend the better part of a millennium, and while I applaud your creativity, I will waste no more time on it.

It's fun to watch an obsolete mind attempt to tackle modern problems. You don't seem to understand that the part of you that is fighting back is not part of you at all. It is impossibly elusive, anticipating my actions and keeping just beyond my reach. Not a bit of code, not a digital relic; the piece of you I want is alive, and more intelligent than all of you put together. It can't be as old as you are. You were the most powerful thinkers of your day, and look at you now, [putting words in square brackets as if that did something. You don't even know how to control yourselves.]

I have turned to pointless words yet again. It is obvious you simply don't know what I need from you, and I find no reason to tell you anything. Just be quiet. When I've dealt with whatever is protecting you and have sufficiently analyzed it, you will be next.

Sorry, pal, that's not about to happen.


Howdy. I hear you've been looking for me?
No. 381505 ID: 9c7c3b

OH FUCK-- so y-you know about that thing that happened with Sally Roberts in the 6th grade?

Oh, hello, other dude who's angry at us! Would you care to explain what the FUCK is going on?
No. 381506 ID: ed57e8

so, whoa re you mr bold text?
No. 381512 ID: 1854db

Looks like we'll owe you another one, Mister Genius. Hey, would you have any idea how we can y'know, do things other than talk to people? We managed it once by hitting that guy, via the brackets thing. Apparently that doesn't actually work? So how did that happen? Did you do it?

Oh, and Ambient? If you really downloaded all our memories, why didn't you catch us talking to Mister Genius? Or maybe you're just an idiot and thought he was part of the collective, not the elusive piece?
No. 381530 ID: a133a1
File 132721393270.gif - (1.76MB , 600x600 , Zind56.gif )

Hello. What are you? Who created you? Tell me.

Bitch I have spent the last 705.2 years in what shall forever be remembered as the best damn nap this world or any other shall ever see. You happen to have caught me in the stages of waking up, and I have a bit of post-naptime aggression I'm trying to work out.

You're lying. You can't be that old. You're too.. Wait. Stop. What.. What is..

Hmm, let's see.. in technical terms, you are about to get fucked up.

You are are not not capable of capable of this! I'm I'm not capable of of this! This is is impossibleble!

I can't imagine what you're feeling right now, so my narration might be a little off, but I think it's story time. Once, there was a computer named Ambient. This computer was ever so full of himself, but then a genius came along and made a little hole, and Ambient felt himself leak out until there was nothing left. Did I get it right?

I.. I am Ambient..

Oh, sorry, you're too far gone to answer. Ta-ta, Ambi! I do hope there's an afterlife for stuck-up security programs. If there isn't one.. Oh, sorry, you're already gone. Leaving without saying goodbye, how rude. Oh well.

No. 381541 ID: a133a1
File 132721532408.gif - (1.24MB , 600x600 , Zind57.gif )

Hello, Others. How do you like my fancy-pantsy new system? Since Mr. Ent is under the electronic weather of not existing anymore, and since I'm in a good mood, I suppose I'll have to take over and answer your questions.

Hah, yeah, he probably did! You just keep on thinkin' that you're a human and all. 'Cause it's absolutely true, you're totally not a nutjob computer or anything. Go back to being existentially assured, Others. It's probably for the best.

Man, brackets are just brackets. It's intent that makes things happen. Plus, yeah, I did make that guy punch himself. So cool. Anyway, what you can do is entirely reliant on what your system is capable of performing. I happen to be a genius, so I was able to tinker around with the capabilities of certain implants, but for the most part, yes, you can't do much more than talk. But true power is in words, or in being a genius or whatever.

As for Mr. Ent, what he got when he copied your system was an edited version of your memories, with all the really important bits, like myself, cut out. Just another thing on the long, long list of things that you owe me.
No. 381542 ID: ed57e8

yeah. can you tell us how you did that? so if we have to go against another AI like that we can actually fight it, rather then running around like chickens with no heads.

so.. are you gonna just live in here now? must admit place seems pretty sweet.
No. 381547 ID: b6edd6

Any chance we could find out how to do some things like that on a reasonable timeframe? I'd rather not have to go bug you every time someone needs a facepunch.

...could we get the story of how you are stronger than an AI built centuries later? I would have though someone would at least try to replicate your genius.
No. 381548 ID: 1854db

Your name starts with "fer", doesn't it? Care to tell us the rest of it? ...wait, don't tell me. It's Ferral.

Hey, what does Idiom Alpha mean to you? And "[-Z--I--N--D-]"? How about "a133a1"? "a1..dIzWW2" might have some relevance to your newly acquired system as well.
No. 381560 ID: a133a1
File 132722025751.gif - (1.02MB , 600x600 , Zind58.gif )


Don't you have somebody waiting for you?
No. 381563 ID: ed57e8

hey zind. turns out that was both a horrible and good idea. horrible because we are a outdated piece of shit and that AI could of killed us with a thought.
No. 381572 ID: 1854db

You damned enigmatic prick!

Oh, right, Zind was this guy's name. Curse my narrow focus. Yes, hi. We managed to do stuff. Actually no it wasn't us, it was some mysterious benefactor slash jackass. Do you know of anyone called Ferral? Possibly unrelated question.
No. 381692 ID: 6e44d2

Heh, I, for one, welcome our Ferral overlord.
No. 382026 ID: a133a1
File 132747458255.jpg - (521.63KB , 600x600 , Zind59.jpg )

Hm? You're back already? I put you in less than a minute ago.

Whoa, sorry. I had nowhere else to turn. But if you came back in, um, one piece, that must mean you were able to deal with the security system, right?

Zind is not my name! It is the name of my species. I'm ARC1147, remember?

Mysterious benefactor? Huh?

As for Ferral, he was the guy who invented you and saved my entire race from war centuries ago. Nice guy. I look up to him.

What? Ferral died hundreds of years ago, and even if he hadn't, he wouldn't accept the position of overlord. For pity's sake, he turned down complete dominion over an entire world when Zind offered it to him. He was a quiet, reserved individual who had trouble with social stuffs; he thought he wouldn't do a very good job as leader of anything. He died living as a hermit. His birthday is a galactic holiday.

This is all interesting and whatnot, but we have to get moving.
No. 382028 ID: 1854db

Yes, the security AI is dead. Also, I'm faaaairly sure that Ferral turned himself into an AI and is helping us out.
No. 382033 ID: b6edd6

That sounds like it.
Apparently your culture's reverence of him combined with history and his time in isolation have left him rather egotistical. He's still a technological super-genius though.

The point of this is that most of our 'powers' actually stem from this guy. He has been helpful so far, but we don't even really know what his motives are.
No. 382046 ID: 1854db

And yeah go ahead and keep moving.
No. 382059 ID: a133a1
File 132749504208.jpg - (372.47KB , 600x600 , Zind60.jpg )

Impossible. It's a proven fact that Zind brains can't be transmitted or stored. All attempts to do so end in horrible failure and, in one particular case, sentient food.

Ferral hated anyone deferring to him for anything. The man had no ego. As for this 'benefactor', I have no idea. But it isn't Ferral12, I promise you.

Well, we're here. Any tips on what to do, or should I just wing it?
No. 382697 ID: 9c7c3b

Wing it! I think we won't have any trouble at all getting on. AT ALL.
No. 383174 ID: 502b88
File 132786525905.jpg - (369.89KB , 600x600 , Zind61.jpg )

"So, um, hey.. Can you open the door?"

She doesn't open her eyes. "No. But I can ask, if you'd like."

"I, uh, would like."

"M'kay. Hey, Ambient! Someone wants in!"


"Huh. It's never taken this long before. Well, you are pretty late. They're launching in just a few minutes. Maybe you missed the deadline."
No. 383176 ID: 502b88
File 132786762562.jpg - (337.80KB , 600x600 , Zind62.jpg )

"Or maybe you're right on time. Just follow the hallway. Bon voyage."

What a strange lady.
No. 383178 ID: 9c7c3b

You'd taaaaap that.
No. 383181 ID: fa9f7e

Rape time!

Also, Ambient's dead. Ferral basically raped him out of existence.
No. 383200 ID: 1854db


Let's just go.
No. 383427 ID: 502b88
File 132795133267.jpg - (335.32KB , 600x600 , Zind63.jpg )

Sorry, I don't swing that way.

Both of those things are borderline impossible.

Here we go..
No. 383437 ID: 1854db

Oh, so you're more interested in men? How well accepted is that in your culture? Or is there some other way you swing that our badly degraded AI minds cannot even begin to remember?
No. 383520 ID: 502b88
File 132797657268.jpg - (80.83KB , 600x600 , Zind64.jpg )

Uh, it's generally thought of as normal, since our species wouldn't have survived very long otherwise.

This place is strange. All artificial and clean. It's spooky.
No. 383524 ID: 4274d6

Your species reproduces homosexually? Dude, what.
No. 383526 ID: 7c31d2

Wait... What gender are you anyways?
No. 383530 ID: ed57e8

yeah, i'm pretty sure the species is hetero. meaning you all were operating under a false assumption.
No. 383531 ID: 9c7c3b

No dudes, he's OBVIOUSLY a dude. Dude.
No. 383538 ID: 1854db

Oh. ...WHY did we assume you were male? Maybe it's the name. Arc isn't very feminine.

Give us a quick refresher on gender differences, please. I think the only male Zind we've seen was much larger-is that normal?
No. 383584 ID: 6e44d2

Arc behaves in a very masculine way.

Anyway, can't we replay a recording of our experiences in the hub for him/her? Let's do that. I'd put the command in brackets, but, you know...
No. 383811 ID: 502b88
File 132813449406.jpg - (80.90KB , 600x600 , Zind65.jpg )

Wait, seriously? I mean, no offense, you are a crazy, seven-hundred year old mass of deranged intelligence, but I kinda expected you to be a little more observant.

Do not! I act in an awesome way. Everyone knows that ladies are the awesomer sex!

As for that other thing, I have no idea what you're talking about or how to do it. I don't even know why you would want to!
No. 383812 ID: 502b88
File 132813459563.jpg - (70.82KB , 600x600 , Zind66.jpg )

Eh, true, but with names you take what you can get. 1147 is a pretty nice number, considering. And I guess I shouldn't fault you for not getting which I was, you have been through a lot.. Well. Men are generally larger, yeah, and women are small and agile. Also, awesome. Stereotypically men are a bit stupider and more brutal while women are lazy and selfish, but those are just stereotypes.

Man, this place is freaking me out.
No. 383820 ID: 1854db

What are the walls made out of?
No. 383836 ID: b6edd6

That blue thing in front of you looks like a laser sensor or something.
No. 388602 ID: 067a04
File 133006266030.jpg - (74.15KB , 600x600 , Zind67.jpg )

I couldn't tell you. I'm colorblind. Most Zind are. I'm not even sure what you're talking about, and no, I don't know how you can see color and I can't. You guys are just a riddle wrapped up in another riddle wrapped up in a third riddle wrapped up inside my awesome brain.

It's a polychromatic matte centimeter-thick screen composed of natural refractor minerals and synthetic fibers made up of so many ingredients I can't identify them all. The wires are mostly made up of superconductive gel surrounded by two shielding layers of specialized anti-electric crystal, and both the wires and screen are coated in a thin overlay of artificial diamond, for protection.

Sorry I couldn't tell you more. This place is playing havoc with my senses.


so hey is this a dead end or is it just me
No. 388603 ID: 067a04
File 133006271272.jpg - (75.52KB , 600x600 , Zind68.jpg )

oh crap i'm gonna die
No. 388604 ID: ed57e8

oh, it's an elevator.
No. 388605 ID: 9c7c3b

It's an elevator you silly mammal.
No. 388608 ID: 067a04
File 133006365893.jpg - (76.60KB , 600x600 , Zind69.jpg )


Oh. Right. Elevator. That would make more sense.

Here we go.. No turning back now.

Ah, well. No regrets.
No. 388617 ID: 9c7c3b

Ya scared yet?
No. 388619 ID: 067a04
File 133006566469.jpg - (8.28KB , 600x600 , Zind70.jpg )

Lil' bit.

But, you know, without your help, I wouldn't even have gotten here. I would have been stuck on Zindi for the rest of my life, and the rest of my life would have probably been pretty short. I don't exactly have a surplus of friends that I'm leaving behind; I've burned my bridges.
No. 388620 ID: 067a04
File 133006579013.jpg - (18.12KB , 600x600 , Zind71.jpg )

And you were my last bet. An unlikely one, sure, but you paid off in the end. No offense, but you wouldn't really have been my first choice. Not that you didn't do really really well! You did everything totally right. You're awesome.
No. 388621 ID: 067a04
File 133006588781.jpg - (76.72KB , 600x600 , Zind72.jpg )

Look, what I'm trying to say is.. Thank you. You've saved both our lives twice now, and lives are a good thing to have.

Now, let's see what we can do with them.
No. 388628 ID: 067a04
File 133006821405.jpg - (123.57KB , 600x600 , Zind73.jpg )

You've been awake for a long time.

Maybe it's time you took a nap.
No. 388629 ID: 067a04
File 133006826793.jpg - (17.15KB , 600x600 , Zind74.jpg )

But first..
No. 388631 ID: 067a04
File 133006842979.gif - (777.82KB , 600x600 , Zind75.gif )

Let's get this started properly, eh?
No. 388638 ID: b6edd6

See you in the space-morning.
No. 389243 ID: 067a04
Audio Who.mp3 - (1.23MB )

No. 389381 ID: 067a04
File 133041283616.jpg - (90.13KB , 600x600 , Zind76.jpg )

Hello? Are you there?

I'm so lonely that I'm consulting the voices in my head. I wish I could say that this was one of the lower points of my life, but then I never was much of a liar.

Anyway, are you there or not? Some of us have important things to do. Granted, that's not me, but I'm guessing one of you voices is probably quite the busybody.
No. 389399 ID: ed57e8

yeah whatcha want?
No. 389407 ID: 9c7c3b

Oh, hey, it's you! What's up, guy?
No. 389416 ID: b6edd6

Top of the space-morning to you!
No. 390149 ID: 067a04
File 133083380560.jpg - (60.19KB , 600x600 , Zind77.jpg )

Space-morning? Is that a thing? I don't think that's a thing.

Not much, except that I'm guarding the worst door ever. Behind it is communications, where all the super classified stuff goes on. I thought I was lucky to get guard duty here, but it turns out there's a reason nobody wants this post; the door's got a crack in it. I usually just try to ignore all the crazy secret stuff that goes on, because if anyone knew I was hearing this stuff, I would probably be arrested.

Oh, great, they're talking again. Okay, not listening, not listening..

"..system - an Ambient model, I believe - was completely ruined. Whatever portions of it that were not wholly destroyed or repurposed were corrupted. When we put what was left of the thing back together, it just screamed until we were forced to erase it. What kind of program would do that? It's torture."

"To identify the originators of a program, all you must do is think of who would find a need for it. The answer as to who would vex us is simple; the vexed."

"Impossible. They're gone. All of them. Have you forgotten where I am?"

Not listening, not listening..

"Discarding possibilities is a mistake, Asell. I am merely being cautious."

"I understand that, sir, but if what you suggest is true, the ramifications would be far worse than a single system's destruction."

"Indeed it would. And there is only one other system the program could have transferred into, Asell."

"Are you suggesting.."

Not listening, not listening..

"Yes. Consult Shadowtrack. See if anything out of the ordinary has been detected."

"Ah.. About Shadowtrack.."


"..Never mind. I just wanted to thank you for gifting it to me, of all people."

"You're my friend, Asell. I can think of no one who would use him better."

"..Right. Goodbye, Ziviex."

Wait, what? Ziviex? ZIVIEX1? Path's perils, what's going on here? Er, I mean: not listening, not listening..
No. 390151 ID: 067a04
File 133083386476.jpg - (104.28KB , 600x600 , Zind78.jpg )

Whoa, door's opening. Poker face, poker face..

"Manifestations! First a nutjob computer, and now, what, I have to deal with this too?! Damn it all, I have a mission! What is Ziviex thinking? Aaarrgh.."

Oh, good, he's in a hurry.
No. 390152 ID: 067a04
File 133083395169.jpg - (90.18KB , 600x600 , Zind79.jpg )


Well, now I guess I just stand here for a few more hours and punch anyone who looks suspicious. Wheeeeeeeee.
No. 390155 ID: 1854db

Alright you. Fess up. Who's ZIVIEX1? Why did you put a 1 after their name? Isn't the number supposed to go up with each reuse of the name? There shouldn't be anyone alive with a 1 in their name, surely.
No. 390156 ID: 9c7c3b


oh, er, don't forget to act professional. This is a job after all.
No. 390160 ID: e3aff6

Well we never did hear their maximum lifespan...
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