>>1848833
>> (Silence)
STARE IN SILENT HORROR

>>1848833
>> (Curiosity) Who are you?

>>1848833
> (Silence)
Observe.

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>>1848841

Called and writing.

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You simply stay silent. Making an attempt to ignore the growing horror that battles the releif of sentience - you make do trying to observe everything you can, noting the fact that wherever he is has a complete different set of lighting to your domain.

With another itch, the viewpoint changes. Now you look down on the boy from above; everything is swathed in green as you percieve a large room with computer equipment. Some small static flickers across your vision as the scene moves to the left, some preprogrammed movement sweeping the entirety of the dusty hall of cabling and machinery.

Memory tells you this part of the factory was called "The Scanner Room." but it's purpose has not yet been revealed to you. This contemplation is brought to a screeching halt when you're jarred back to the blue world with your little screen displaying a message.

The boy appears to have found a keyboard and chair...

Can you hear me or see this message?

> Type back Affirmative

> Nod

> I can hear you

> Write-In

>>1848865
>> Type back Affirmative

>>1848865
>Write in Affirmative, identity yourself

>>1848865
>You have doomed us boy.

>>1848865
>> I can hear you

>>1848865
> Type back Affirmative

>>1848865
>> I can hear you

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>>1848879

Placing your hand on the screen window causes it to expand with a full keyboard. Typing is easy as your hands seem to glide over the squares that represent the letters.

Affirmative.

... Are you an artificial intelligence?

The person you are talking to is on the edge of his seat when he asks the question and it's quite unsettling the sheer focus he has on you. As an effort to avoid the creepy penetrating gaze of the blonde person you attempt to look past him. Using the camera device near the cieling of his room gives you much more reasurring things to look at.

Like the cables, each one thick enough to seat a dozen adults with no strain. They roil and twist throughout the structure like some bizarre metallic vines. That itching is back, this time it's directing you to the boy's back pocket.

You do need to distract him from his creepy observations.

> Type: I do not know

> I do not know.

> Follow the itch

> Who are you?

> Write-In

>>1848928
>> I do not know.

>>1848928
>I do not know

>>1848928
> Who are you?

>>1848928
>> I do not know.

> Type: I do not know

>>1848928
>> I do not know.

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>>1848931

Called. Writing.

>>1848928
>I do not know.
wow, a lot of people care about Lyoko-

or is it because the QM is star?

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>>1848931

When thinking about his question you find yourself answering aloud, "I do not know." The blue world around you seems to swallow up the noise. A curious sensation that you feel the need to ponder about, but instead the other boy's shocked gasp keeps you focused on this novel interaction.

"So you can talk... like not just type?" He asks, hands furiously typing on his keyboard, you think he's trying to acess the computer's databanks.

"Affirmati-" You pause, he's acessing the computer's databanks. Something is in there, something that should not be allowed to function something that's booting sequence would have started when the power was restored to the supercomputer... the supercomputer that hosts...

Information floods your synapses, causing you to clutch your head in both hands and cry out. Falling to a knee on the strange platform's logo.

"Are you okay? Hey, I'll stop searching the computer! Don't panic; I'm here to help just tell me what's wrong and we can fix this!" The boy becomes a stuttering mess. "Can you hear me? Answer me!"

> (Heroic) Turn off the computer. Now.

> (Desperate) I'm fine. I'm fine. Just... remembering things.

> (Curious) Who are you? How did you find The Factory?

> Write-In

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>>1848958

Probably the setting. Judging by my other quests, Lyoko is alot more popular than Starborn's homebrew, Cabin in the Woods or WCN """"Mystery""" setting.

>>1848970
> (Heroic) Turn off the computer. Now.
Stop this
Stop this now

>>1848970
>(Heroic) Turn off the computer. Now.

>>1848970
>(Heroic) Turn off the computer. Now.

>>1848970
>A

>>1848970
>(Heroic) Turn off the computer. Now.
Oooh boy.

>>1848970
>> (Heroic) Turn off the computer. Now.

>>1848970
>> (Desperate) I'm fine. I'm fine. Just... remembering things.

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"Look. I don't know who you are, but you need to turn off this computer now." Looking at him from the screen, you can't help but notice his scepticism. "Forget me, this factory, just turn it off."

"But... what will happen to you-" He pulls himself away from the desk and you see him lean his head back on the chair.

"I do not know. But that isn't important."

"This is a supercomputer. Seemingly abandoned. And you want me to just turn it off? The good that this could do-"

"It won't do good." You counter, "It can't."

"What do you mean?"

"Look, whoever you are. You need to turn this off before things get out of hand."

"Things won't get out of hand. I'm pretty good with computers."

> (Hostility) Chew him out

> (Smugness) Prove to him. Follow the itch to his pocket

> (Confusion) I don't know what will happen. Just that it will be bad. Please... trust me.

> Write-In

>>1849007
> (Smugness) Prove to him. Follow the itch to his pocket

Time to go full smug

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>(Smugness) Prove to him. Follow the itch to his pocket

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>Smugness

>>1849007
>(Smugness) Prove to him. Follow the itch to his pocket

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>> (Smugness) Prove to him. Follow the itch to his pocket

>>1849007
> (Smugness) Prove to him. Follow the itch to his pocket

>>1849007
>Things will very quickly getting out of hand if you don't turn it off now. I don't know how or why, but it is HAPPENING AND PLEASETURNITOFFNOW and figure it out while I'm dead or off or whatever.

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> (Smugness) Prove to him. Follow the itch to his pocket

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A slight adjustment of your facial expression at his sturbborness is all you allow yourself before deciding to take this into your own hands. Concentrating is easy, you hear a ringing.

The boy jumps out of his seat in fear and from the device called a "Security camera" you see the flashlight roll beneath the monitor and desk where your interaction had been taking place. He reaches into his pocket and retrieves a slim cell phone, it displays unknown number but the fool answers it anyway.

"So your name is Jeremy." You state simply, but coldly, causing him to whirl and stare at you on screen. The slight smirk on your face is unstoppable, "I have been self aware for 3400 seconds and already your phone and this "security camera"" you make airquotes, where appropriate, "Are already accessible to me."

"You're self replicating."

"I do not know. But I know that it is a lot stronger than I am. You must stop it." At this point you run out of patience. "TURN IT OFF!"

"But-"

"No buts! People will die you fool!"

This seems to sink in, as he begins slowly walking to the elevator, holding the phone to his ear so you can remain in contact. "Is it really that bad?"

> (Heartfelt) My memories are scattered. But It's why the computer was shut off Jeremy

> (Indifferent) I'll just go back to how I was before...

> (Sarcastic) It's just a malevolant ultra powerful AI

> Write-In

>>1849071
> (Sarcastic) It's just a malevolant ultra powerful AI
> (Indifferent) I'll just go back to how I was before...

>>1849071
>Sarcy

>>1849071
> (Heartfelt) My memories are scattered. But It's why the computer was shut off Jeremy
Let's at least try to be understanding, Jeremy is too much of a pretentious genuis to even listen to us unless we actually try to reason with his irrational emotional side.

>>1849071
>Find out while I'm off. At least that way you'll be able to prepare a defense that doesn't crumble in seconds.

>>1849071
> (Sarcastic) It's just a malevolant ultra powerful AI
Feel like every other choice carries the inherent risk of making the poor nerd go full waifufag and do something really foolish.

>>1849071
>> (Sarcastic) It's just a malevolant ultra powerful AI

>>1849081
but we self-identify as an apache helicopter's electronics.

>>1849077
I disagree. Any opportunity for him to be a bleeding heart is a possible out for X.A.N.A. As far as he needs to know we are a cold unfeeling machine.

>>1849071
>Do you really think if it was containable this place wouldn't be controlled by the government? Stop being dick and selfish

>>1849081
This anon makes a really good point

>>1849071
Redacting indifferent from my vote

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>>1849074

Called.

>>1849092
....you're not seriously going to make the MC self-identify as helicopter electronics are you?

>>1849096
Whoosh woody wossh

>>1849096
Don't know about you, but I sure think season one might have been more interesting if Aelita had been an attack helicopter.

>>1849096

Hi I'm Star. One of my quest features an emotionally crippled super powerful murder machine and the other features a Movie obsessed crusader-chan.

I do what I want. For I am strong independant Scotsman.

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>Year of our lord 2003
>Being a fucking program
>needing an identity other than a string of number and characters

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"Jeremy, it's just a malevolant ultra powerful AI. I'm sure nothing bad could ever happen."

"Okay... no need to be mean about it." He whines.

"I don't think you're taking this seriously enough. My memories indicate that humans have feared Artificial Intelligence for this exact reason. Why are you being so insistent on this?" You have begun crossing your arms like some kind of prissy mother.

"I've made my decision." The elevator begins to move at the press of a button at this proclomation.

"This is the right thing to do Jeremy."

"I know I know..." He walks straight into the thick vault door of the supercomputer room.

A flash of concern runs through you but you manage to maintain distrust, "You're not getting out of this because you fell."

"Uhhhhhh we might have a problem." He reports, "There's a blast door in the way."

You throw yourself around The Factory leaping from camera to camera until you find a viewpoint of Jeremy flat on his ass. He's right, a blast shield is in place over the gold and silver door. But it is the symbol that incites terror. Where the blast door is sealed you see a string of logos.

He's locked out.

> Jeremy, Run!

> Dive into your memories. There must be some way to stop this on your side

> Panic

> Write-In

>>1849118
>Run

>>1849118
>Dive into your memories. There must be some way to stop this on your side
Oh fuck prep the death counter

>>1849118
Hack the doors open or memory drive

Blame the human for this and ruining everything because he wanted to drag his feet

>>1849118
>> Jeremy, Run!

>>1849118
>> Dive into your memories. There must be some way to stop this on your side

>>1849125
He's a dumb kid, but it's not really his fault. X.A.N.A is hax bullshit.

>>1849118
> Dive into your memories. There must be some way to stop this on your side
Business at hand. Panic is useless and we can't risk showing him compassion.

>>1849118
>> Dive into your memories. There must be some way to stop this on your side

>>1849139
Mom 2 is innocent senpai. Its the meat bag at fault

>>1849118
>> Dive into your memories. There must be some way to stop this on your side
Whelp, everybody's dying now. Thanks Jeremy.

>>1849118
>> Dive into your memories. There must be some way to stop this on your side

>>1849118
>> Dive into your memories. There must be some way to stop this on your side

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"If you hadn't argued this wouldn't have happened." You sigh, "Alright I need to dive into my memories to work out what we can do. Don't die."

Terminating the connection you turn all your brainpower inward and begin tracing the causes of every memory you have. A reversal of standard cause and effect logic should be enough to work your way backward to what happened the last time this happened.

Last time?

No time to think about that, you have to stop it.

That first memory of fleeing from some kind of monster, bashing one little tiny one with a metal staff of some kind. Oh hey, you have a staff you can summon - useful.

But you had to leave this place becasue - it was a tower. Huh, you're in a tower.

Okay you had to leave because it was affecting the real world. "Real World" ... Guess... this world isn't real.

Existensial doubt later. This world is powered by the supercomputer and is called Lyoko. The AI is also here and seeks to affect and transfer to the real world. It does that by -

Towers. Like you it can affect the real world by infecting towers. So.

"Jeremy I need to go." You say after aproximately 8000 seconds. By this time you notice Jeremy is back at the monitor and keyboard staring at you, you must have been staring into space on his end, "I'm going to stop it from doing this, so you can turn off the supercomputer."

"What do you mean? I'll help you-"

"Prepare the real world in case I fail."

> (Sad) Goodbye

> (Hotblooded) You can count on me

> Silence. Leave Tower

> Write-In

>>1849174
> Write-In
Dab on the haters

>>1849174
>> (Hotblooded) You can count on me

>>1849174
>Sad

>>1849174
>> Silence. Leave Tower

>>1849175
Supporting.

>>1849174
> Silence. Leave Tower

>>1849174
>Write-In
>"Don't screw this up. Lives depend on it."

>>1849174
>(Hotblooded) You can count on me

>>1849174
>Silence. Leave Tower

>>1849181
This

>>1849174
> Write-In

"Hopefully we won't die."

>>1849174
>Silence. Leave Tower

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Called.

This count might take a while.

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"Jeremy. Don't screw this up, lives depend on it." You take a deep breath, "Hopefully we don't die."

"Good luck." Jeremy says, you see him over your shoulder. He's slumped in the chair looking helpless. Good, maybe the severity of this situation will finally sink in.

Running towards the blue void across a narrow walkway you collide with it. Where instincst anticipate a solid wall to bounce you back, your brain urges you forth and you splash through vertical water and land on a lush forrest ground.

This forrest seems to float in the middle of a grey void - no a great murky sea. Impossibly thin trees climb upwards into a grey sky, before topping themselves with oddly sqaure shaped leaves and foliage. Waht appears to be veins appear in the ground every so often, though they are arranged in a digital circuitry esque pattern.

They throb, glowing red and undsightly as they do. Everything about the heartbeat stopping yours and putting you on edge as you realize it is a symptom of the AI. The closer you get the more throbbing there will be.

> Make Haste

> Work out if you have any way to defend yourself

> Get lay of the land

> Write-In

>>1849215
> Make Haste

>>1849215
>> Write-In
Summon metal staff and continue forward.

>>1849215
> Make Haste

>>1849215
> Work out if you have any way to defend yourself

>>1849215
>> Make Haste

>>1849215
MAKE haste while looking for weapons as we go

>>1849215
>> Work out if you have any way to defend yourself

>>1849215

>>1849220
> Write-In
>Summon metal staff and continue forward.
Supporting this. Aelita was rubbish at fights, but she was even worse a running around defenceless.

>>1849215
>Work out if you have any way to defend yourself

>>1849215
>Haste

>>1849215
>> Work out if you have any way to defend yourself

>>1849215
> Work out if you have any way to defend yourself

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Called for Inventory.

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My spelling has been trash tonight. Sorry.

Before you charge headlong along those pulsing veins, self defence is vital. If you die and nobody gets to the computer everyone dies.

No pressure.

Also, just realized you can die. That's nice.

With shaking hands you conentrate on the metal staff you wielded in those memories of being hunted. Lines begin appearing in front of you and between your hands sketching out the outline and structure of your staff.

It takes 8 seconds to completely form as the steel staff you remember, perfectly weighted and styled for bashing, deflection and martial arts. Why you would need to deflect is beyond you - the memories only show monsters; so ranged warfare would probably be unlikely.

With a twist, the staff collapses in two, leaving you holding two smaller poles. When speed is paramount you have another avenue of attack, this would probably give you more maneuverability.

Experiementally you toss one of the poles and find you have incredible accuracy. With a thought it comes back, attracted to the other pole to reform a staff like some kind electromagnetic retrieval method.

> (Innocent) Groovy

> (Focused) Silently move on

> (Curious) Wonder how this all works

> Write-In

>>1849281
> (Focused) Silently move on

>>1849281
>> (Curious) Wonder how this all works

>>1849281
>Curious

>>1849281
>(Focused) Silently move on

>>1849281
> (Focused) Silently move on

>>1849281
>> (Innocent) Groovy
Must channel Ash Williams.

>>1849281
> (Focused) Silently move on
PROTOCOL 2: UPHOLD THE MISSION

>>1849281
> (Focused) Silently move on

>>1849281
>> (Innocent) Groovy

>>1849281
> (Curious) Wonder how this all works

> (Focused) Silently move on

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Called. Got tabletop Soon so we'll see how much more we get through.

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With staff in hand you bolt through the forest as quickly as you can, straining your ears for anything out of place beyond the bassy thrum of these red veins.

Every so often you wonder if you've lost your way, but on a whim you kneel and place a hand on the ground. Almost in a meditative state, the first time you do it you get nothing but the direction in which the pulsing originates.

The second time; well the second time shows you a white tower - in every aspect a twin to the one you emerged from, alone in the forest save for a very long narrow pathway leading to a wide and open field outside it.

Not to claim to be a tactical genius, but running along that narrow path would make you a sitting duck and the wide field before the tower looks to be a perfect killing ground should you get that far. If it were you, you'd plant all your forces at the base of that tower to swarm anyone coming off the narrow runway.

It's a natural chokepoint and only one foe could approach at a time after all. The question is, although it's the fastest approach... should you risk it?

> Yes. Haste.

> Find another way.

> Scope it out before making a decision

> Write-In

>>1849316

I can tell you really liked Leaf Ninja Quest.

>>1849327
> Scope it out before making a decision

>>1849327

> Yes. Haste.

>>1849330

I have no idea what you mean by this, but I'm curious.

>>1849327
>> Yes. Haste.

>>1849327
>> Scope it out before making a decision

> Find another way.
I don't trust that shit

>>1849327
> Find another way.

>>1849327
>Yes. Haste.

>>1849327
>> Yes. Haste.

>>1849327
>> Find another way.

>>1849333

The players trying to get the QMC to say "Groovy." was quite the meme in that quest.

>>1849346

That's what I supsected it was.

Was wondering if I was writing like Laze or something for a second there.

Also, did Laz continue QMing after that, don't think I saw him run anything post ninshu.

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Called vote.

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This isn't the time to be cautious so you charge across the plains with your staff in hand and at the ready, it is approximately 500 seconds until you reach the narrow walkway and you do not slow. In fact you increase your speed to cross the dangerous terrain as quickly as possible.

Everything is going well until you hear an odd sequence of clicks. The noise, is almost insect like in rythym... but definently mechanical.

More urgent is the high pitched squeal and sudden bright light in the corner of your eye, considering the sound straight out of a 1980s SFX playbook. Something just shot a lazer at you.

> Deflect

> Dodge

> It might not hit if you keep running

> Write-In

>>1849459
> It might not hit if you keep running

>>1849459
>> Deflect

>>1849459
> Deflect

>>1849459
>Deflect
>"So that's why this thing can be used for deflecting."

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Tabletop starts in 25 minutes.

So pausing for a while.

How's everyone enjoying Lyoko Quest so far?

Have some shill stuff.
Tw: @StarbornQ
Discord Invite: https://discord.gg/USPFgKa

>>1849477
I'm kind of enjoying the notion of playing an AI character that is deliberately obfuscating their humanity to prevent silly empathetic humans from making foolish decisions based on compassion for it.

Also I kind of liked Lyoko, so it seems fun to re-explore in a new context.

>>1849486

I second this opinion.

>>1849459
>> Deflect

are we a male or female, cause that may come up if we ever get a real world body

>>1849636
This
>>1849083

>>1849459
>Deflect

>>1849486
>>1849487

If you want a another take on the story watch the abridged series, it's comedic in nature obviously, but there's several changes that make the stoy better.

>>1849459
>> Deflect

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Roll me a 1d20+3 please.

Like all my quests I take best of 3, with crits active and overulling. Also worth noting and fearing is that crits outside the 3 overule. Positive or negative.

Rolled 11 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>1850096

Rolled 3 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>1850096
STILL UPSET I WAS NOT NOTIFIED EARLIER, CODE LYOKO WAS MY SHIT.

Rolled 8 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>1850096

Rolled 8 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>1850096

Rolled 8 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>1850096

i ain't rolling, cause I tend to roll under 10 a lot, also wondering, what the heck is up with the guy in our character picture, the guy's armour reminds me of the armour from dead space for some reason

Rolled 5 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>1850096

also, hoping we don't get jellyfished

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> 14

It requires swapping hands amidst a strange pirouette turn, but you manage to shift yourself around to deflect the lazer down into the grey void below.

You see a strange little bug like creature, in the shape of a common tick perching on the opposite side of the expanse. The logo is stained on it's shell like some kind of bullseye, but youre drawn back to virtual reality by the glowing light forming above it's spindly legs. Another two laers are fired at you, but now that you're prepared they're easy to deflect.

However you can't believe that the monsters you ran from in those fragmented memories were nothing but ticks with laser pointers...

Looking beyond the creature though, you see movement. Maybe the danger is in their numbers instead of their firepower?

> Go on offense, you can throw your pole pretty damn hard

> Start moving before the firing squad gathers

> Try and deflect a laser back at it

> Write-In

>>1850286
>> Try and deflect a laser back at it
We jedi now

>>1850286
> Start moving before the firing squad gathers

>>1850286
>> Try and deflect a laser back at it

>>1850286
>> Go on offense, you can throw your pole pretty damn hard

>>1850286
>Try and deflect a laser back at it

>>1850286
> Start moving before the firing squad gathers
We got a job to do, let's not dilly dally.

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> Try and deflect a laser back at it

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Now that you're focused it's child's play to keep deflecting and though you are loathe to admit the enjoyment you're getting from this - the staffplay begins becoming evermore complex as you throw twists and spins into your movements where none were needed.

This is stalling however, so you polevault over the next one and seperate your staff into the twin poles as you sail through the air. The tick monster has to reposition to fire on you giving you time to set up.

As the laser begins forming you slightly turn to the side, set your legs shoulder length apart slightly bent.... And as if this was some kind of tiny bat variation of baseball you smack the laser right back in the thing's.... Mouth?

"Wow you really showed that tick who's boss!" A jolly sounding voice sounds to your side. A blonde haired.... catboy crouches in a stature that suggests he just dropped out of the sky. He shoots you a cocky grin as he looks you over.

"According to the system it's called a Kanklerat..." Jeremy says from seemingly on high. His voice is coming through to Lyoko on what sounds like a radio set.

> (Hostility) Who the hell is this? Jeremy? What the hell?

> (Exasperation) You didn't turn it off when I asked. So why am I not surprised you didn't prepare the world when I asked.

> (Disgust) Silently head for the tower

> Write-In

>>1850490
>> (Hostility) Who the hell is this? Jeremy? What the hell?
REEEEE

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> (Hostility) Who the hell is this? Jeremy? What the hell?

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>> (Exasperation) You didn't turn it off when I asked. So why am I not surprised you didn't prepare the world when I asked.

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> (Hostility) Who the hell is this? Jeremy? What the hell?

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>> (Hostility) Who the hell is this? Jeremy? What the hell?

>>1850490
> (Exasperation) You didn't turn it off when I asked. So why am I not surprised you didn't prepare the world when I asked.
He's an insecure nerd. Disappointment will cut him deeper than anger.

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>(Hostility) Who the hell is this? Jeremy? What the hell?

>>1850490
>> (Exasperation) You didn't turn it off when I asked. So why am I not surprised you didn't prepare the world when I asked.

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Called and Writing.

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Completely ignoring this new animal person you instead turn the full force of your glare into the sky, "Jeremy, who the hell is this? What the hell is going on?"

His nasally voice tries to justify, "Okay so I know what the plan was -"

"Hey, name's Odd." The newcomer, Odd apparently introduces with a smile. "This place is pretty neat huh?"

Jeremy interrupts his interrupter, "Odd I'm having a conversation here,"

"No. We're done talking." You counter and wish you had the ability to make yourself deaf to the real world... Okay that's a lie, this social activity is the only thing keeping you from snapping at this point. "Now you, your name is Odd?"

"Weird isn't it?" He quips while putting his hands behind his head.

"Right, so do you want to help me save the world?" You implore.

"It's why I'm here. Though I honestly thought Jeremy was talking about playing some kind of VR game." He frowns, "I'm guessing that's not the case."

"It's not."

"Oh, then what do I do?"

"Well, I need to get to that tower over there. And -" You're interrupted as he pounces at you and pins you to the floor as lasers fly overhead. Oh right, those.

"We have four kanklerats on your left guys!" Jeremy report in a timely manner.

"I got your back dude! But Jeremy told me you'd have some kind of plan." Odd seamlessly rolls into a combat stance and begins firing off small darts from his paws. It doesn't take long for him to score his first hit, which is impressive considering he's bobbing and weaving lasers.

> (Professional) Get me to that tower

> (Curious) How did he even get here Jeremy?

> (Furious) So now you're dragging other people into this?

> Write-In

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>> (Professional) Get me to that tower
Bitch later, get to work now.

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> (Curious) How did he even get here Jeremy?

>>1850614
>fourios and disappointed
>Why must you be unable to do as your told!

>>1850614
> (Professional) Get me to that tower
We are a man/woman/rotorcraft with a mission.

(also goddamnit, finally a QM in my timezone and I have work in the morning. You guys do me a solid and don't give Jeremy an inch).

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Giving it 5 more minutes. Then probably done for tonight. It's like 2:15am.

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>> (Professional) Get me to that tower

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Writing.

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Do we identify as an attack helicopter?

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"Okay Odd." You sigh, in disbelief at how this situation has come to be, "I need to get to that tower." You point it out and he nods, the little monsters have hidden behind trees out of fear of his arrows.

"Okay so it's an escort deal?" You think he's going to complain but then he sudden;y smiles and say, "No sweat. I've got the range and you've got up close. I got your back buddy."

You blink, that was astoundingly easy. "Thanks lets go."

And go you do, running through the rest of the firing gallery as a well oiled machine. Odd is laughing and making pew pew noises at first, but as you both dash under laser fire, the accuracy and frequency of the attacks causes him to focus up.

You've both been helping out at one particularly nasty point, the two of you caught in a crossfire. for the fifth time you deflect a laser that is coming at Odd's head and he fires back just at the right moment to avoid a laser coming from behind.

The two of you are spinnign to keep their aim uncertain, a wall of steel the only thing stopping you from... forget about death. You're not important right now.

"Hey... I don't think we can keep this up." Odd admits crying out as something causes him to bump against you. Criss crossed blue lines mark where a lazer nails him in the stomach.

"Are you okay?" You ask in... well less than emotionless concern.

"Knew you cared." He smiles an cartwheels back the way you came. Taking out a couple of Kranklerats that are replaced instantly. "I have an idea. But you need to trust me."

> (Stubborness) Hold Ground keep defending

> (Trust) Trust Odd

> (Any means necessary) Run for the tower

> Write-In

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Turning in. Will try to get some posts up before work tomorrow. (22:30GMT. Probably leaving about 21:00 GMT)

I'm really enjoying this new quest and I can't wait to get into the meat of things. Please give me all your feedback, whether it's here - twitter or discord.

>>1850768
> (Trust) Trust Odd
Have faith in based catman

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> (Any means necessary) Run for the tower

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>> (Trust) Trust Odd

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>> (Trust) Trust Odd

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> (Trust) Trust Odd

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>> (Trust) Trust Odd

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>> (Any means necessary) Run for the tower

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>> (Trust) Trust Odd

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> (Any means necessary) Run for the tower
Because fuck Odd.

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>(Any means necessary) Run for the tower

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> (Trust) Trust Odd

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>> (Trust) Trust Odd

>>1850768
Ooh, tough one. Tempting as it is to just ditch him and go for the objective it'd be more efficient to collaborate here.
> (Trust) Trust Odd

Odd is a goof, but he's also been remarkably on point so far, so lets give him the benefit of the doubt.

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Morning (It's 4pm) Locking voting and will write after some basic food and hygene.

Seems like everyone likes Odd; so I must have written him pretty close to Canon.

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"Okay le-" The words are cut off as Odd pounces on you and holds onto both your shoulders so you can't bring your staff to bear, flat on your back you a see an absolute barrage of tiny lazers shooting behind Odd.

But that's a moment of clarity in an otherwise hazy moment as the momentum of the pounce carries you into a roll. Lyoko becomes a blur as somehow you're above Odd and he's on his back flashing you a huge smile as he plants his boots on your chest.

The world seems to stop and slowdown as you glance over your shoulder and see the tower. "Oh."

"Cya." Odd says pushing forward with a grunt and sending you flying through the air in a lazy arc, launching you like some kind of siege projectile towards the tower. As you look back you notice Odd take a couple of hits to the chest and start fighting again, he's not in great shape.

More pressing matters beg for attention though, as you are now plummetting face first towards the ground before the tower as swiftly as some kind of human javelin.

> Stick the landing and roll

> There's a weird block you might be able to angle towards

> Relax your muscles and try not to become a smear on the ground

> Write-In

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>> Stick the landing and roll

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>> There's a weird block you might be able to angle towards

>>1852234
>aim for the werid block

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> Stick the landing and roll
That block is probably, y'know a Block.

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> Stick the landing and roll

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>> Stick the landing and roll
Hey Star

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Yo.

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1d20 best of 3 please guys. Crits inside and outside the 3 overrule.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

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Rolled 15 (1d20)

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Rolled 16 (1d20)

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All 3 in double digits?

In one of my quests?

INCONCIEVABLE.

Gonna cook dinner then write. Don't critfail While I'm gone.

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With a body shaking impact you hit digital dirt and roll in a single smooth movement. Your momentum carries you into a run, allowing you to go full tilt towards the tower with your staff in two.

The objective is squarely in sight as you notice the ground is thrumming with that strange pulse so quickly that you're almost expecting the very world itself to have a heart attack.

I don't want to alarm you. But some kind of gas is being emitted inside and outside the factory

The urge to inform Jeremy that any deaths are on his hands is absurd in it's intensity. But you can be right later for now you have to -

Face off against... a box. It's got that eye logo on it so you think it's a monster...

> (Flippant) What are you going to do, fall on me?

> (Make Haste) Jump, and on it and run for the tower

> Attack

> Write-In

>>1852354
> (Make Haste) Jump, and on it and run for the tower

>>1852354
>> (Make Haste) Jump, and on it and run for the tower
THERE WOULDN'T BE ANY GAS IF YOU DIDN'T TOUCH THE DAMN COMPUTER.

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>> (Make Haste) Jump, and on it and run for the tower

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>>> (Make Haste) Jump, and on it and run for the tower
>THERE WOULDN'T BE ANY GAS IF YOU DIDN'T TOUCH THE DAMN COMPUTER.

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>> (Make Haste) Jump, and on it and run for the tower
>Don't bash on Jeremy just now.

Probably going to do one or two more updates before work. I need to leave in like 2 hours.

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>> (Make Haste) Jump, and on it and run for the tower

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>> (Make Haste) Jump, and on it and run for the tower

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>> (Make Haste) Jump, and on it and run for the tower

By the way, are we basicly taking aelita's place or are getting something else? Cool either way, loving the quest so far!

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=It-f7XmNn0M

Internally you curse Jeremy as you run at the Block... thing. It's eye logo glows blue and you slam your staff into one in preperation. Luckily, it turns out.

The air goes cold in such a sudden snap that you swear you can feel the cyber world around the Block reel, without breaking stride you slam your now fully erect pole into the ground and vault onto it's top. Where you perch precariously, catching your breath in this strange circumstance. Behind you is a solid circle of ice where you previously stood, reinforcing your decision to get out of there.

As you take notice this monster begins shaking itself furiously, prompting an aerial exit as you leap towards the tower. There's nothing in your way now and you hear Jeremy cheering over the headset as you meld through the wall of the white enamel esque structure without second thought.

Another blue void within.

Just like the one where you "Woke up."

Almost reverently you walk to the centre of the logo within, each circular layer lighting up as your foot touches it in an almost hyperbolic method of illuminating the dark floor.

When you arrive at the centre of the eye, it is you who begins to glow, something activating and carrying you skyward swiftly. Normally the thought of being floated upward against your own volition would be unwelcome and terrifying, but the almost tranquil feeling of weightlessness waylays this somewhat.

When you stop at a smaller upper platform, it is as simple as reaching up a hand to mid air. Another screen comes from nowhere, much like the one you use and used to communicated with Jeremy.

XANA

CODE

> Genesis

> Liberty

> Aether

> Gladius

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> Genesis

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>Liberty

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>> Aether

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>Aether
Let's keep some similarities at least

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> Aether

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> Genesis

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>> Gladius
Cause swords

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> Aether

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> Aether

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Called for Aether.
Getting shit ready but will try to do a write-up before I go. No promises.

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A E T H E R

With that typed password, the platform you are standing on begins to slowly lower itself down to the ground. With an unceremonious thud, you find yourself back at ground level where exiting the tower is easy. Stepping outside you find a very tired looking Odd lying on the ground with his eyes shut facing upwards.

"Tower deactivated." You report to Jeremy and Odd. He opens his eyes and flashes you a grin which you find yourself returning.

"Great work guys." Jeremy answers.

"Yeah we really sent 'em packing." Odd weighs in standing tall and stretching his back out,

You fidget with your hood, you've got to break some news to Odd "Oh by the way, I didn't get your name buddy." He interrupts.

"Oh. I'm not sure, but I think it's Xana."

"Nice to meetcha." He offers his hand and you shake it.

> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck

> (Doom and Gloom) So Jeremy, now you've doomed Odd.

> (Avoid issue) We made a good team right?

> Write-In

>>1852487
> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck

>>1852487
>doom and gloom

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> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck

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> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck
Odd has done right by us and been nothing but helpful, so we should be nice to him. No need to be a dick about him just to chew out Jeremy.

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>> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck

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> (Doom and Gloom) So Jeremy, now you've doomed Odd.

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>> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck

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>> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck

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>> (Doom and Gloom) So Jeremy, now you've doomed Odd.

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> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck

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>> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck

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> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck

It's been years since I saw Code Lyoko, Ialways wanted to ginish it but never got around to it.

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No time better than the present!

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>(Doom and Gloom) So Jeremy, now you've doomed Odd.

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>> (Break it Lightly) So I hope you like it here, because you're stuck
I also fucking hope that we are just miss remembering our name, cause if we are the xana, then who the heck made those monsters, are there 2 xanas running around or something

>>1854738
The OP mentioned some error when the computer tried to boot Aelita, which it made some attempt to resolve. Things might have gotten somewhat mixed up.

>>1854801
are you suggesting the computer fucked up so hard it made a 2nd nicer version of xana and gave him human form.where is Aelita now that i think about it, please don't writer her out of the story star

I'll update when I get a chance guys. At fiance's and about to do some tabletop.

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it's the 1st thread and you've already mind fucked me, hope you are happy

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MFW

>>1854814
We're talking about a piece of hardware that can hack reality here, nothing's off the table.

What if we're an edgy emo Xana-corrupted Aelita?