>>1948505

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2IrI2_w0CqA

Body Count: 23

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Rolled 7 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1948505

Rolled 6 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

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Rolled 5 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

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Rolled 9 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

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11 it is.

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>>1948505
Ooooh, look who's back.

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The bridge collapses beneath you feet just as a lazer comes in from the left colliding with your shoudler and throwing you off balance.

As you tumble down, you're left staring at the digital sea wondering just how a massless and painless projectile threw you off footing in a world where there are no muscles or mass beyond programmed gravity.

Speaking of gravity.

You kick off the Blok tumbling alongside you, getting on top of a large piece of ice that is plumetting alongside you; standing on the paltform and using it like some kind of makeshift parachute.

Wait parachutes go on top.

Lasers fizz out around you, dodging the first flurry is simple - but your ice platform chips and pieces fly off into the sea.

The next bunch come at you, but you've learned your lesson. Twirling the staff around like some kind of parade baton you pull a complex series of movements to deflect them, noticing arrows intermixing with the lasers as Odd provides covering fire.

With a knee trembling impact your small patch of ice hits the artificial water with a terrible thud. There are no ripples or splashes as you or the monsters land, just a sense of the land locking into it's new position instantly. No matter the impossible angles they have tumbled to, each piece of debris has settled exactly where it lay, giving you some kind of bizarre modern art esque landscape leading you to the now sparsely defended tower.

A shout of pain from above makes you turn away for a crucial moment and you feel a suddenw eight on your right leg. From far a bove a Blok managed to hit you with ice... freezing you towards your makeshift platform.

X.A.N.A HP - 10/18
ODD HP ??/30

> [CALM] Keep deflecting

> [PANIC] Break the Ice with one staff part and throw the other

> [DETERMINED] Break Ice then Charge

> Write-In

>>1948627
>> [DETERMINED] Break Ice then Charge

>>1948627
>> [DETERMINED] Break Ice then Charge

>>1948627
>> [DETERMINED] Break Ice then Charge

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>>1948638

Tenpa Toppen Gurren XANA it is.

Gimme 1d20+1 pls.

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Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

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Rolled 5 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

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>>1948675

MEDIOCRE!

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

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>>1948679
Uh...

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Body Count: 24

You shatter the ice, but this has left you static whilst lazer flew in past your head. The arrows have ceased, but you manage to split your staff and use both halves to bat away a lazer.

Fortunately only a few kanklerats are shooting down at you, else launching one part of your staff at them would be suicide.

With a flash of white light one of the creatures disapears, leaving at least three up there and a couple of Bloks. Odd cries out again and you see the catboy leap from the bridge down to one of the blocks of ice, where he scarpers behind cover.

Squinting your eyes, you see he's in bad shape. The two of you are now being pincered by two units of the AI's minions who are locked in on high ground. To move towards the tower - you're going to have to hop across these sheets of ice at breakneck speed and climb the cliff face.

All whilst under fire of course.

X.A.N.A HP - 10/18
ODD HP 9/30

> [RECKLESS] Odd! Tower! Let's Go!

> [CONCERN] Slide into cover with Odd, restrategize

> [IMPATIENT] Sprint at the kanklerats, dig your staff parts ito the cliff for some ice climbing

> Write-In

>>1948953
>> [CONCERN] Slide into cover with Odd, restrategize

>>1948953
>> [IMPATIENT] Sprint at the kanklerats, dig your staff parts ito the cliff for some ice climbing

>>1948953
>> [IMPATIENT] Sprint at the kanklerats, dig your staff parts ito the cliff for some ice climbing

>>1948953
>> Write-In
Explosive shot the Kanklerats then move in

>>1948953
> [CONCERN] Slide into cover with Odd, restrategize
We need to rethink our plan here.

>>1948953
> [CONCERN] Slide into cover with Odd, restrategize

>>1948953

> [CONCERN] Slide into cover with Odd, restrategize

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>>1948956

Concern takes it.

1d20+3 pls.

Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

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Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

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Rolled 17 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

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>>1949051

My My. A Crit. Pinkanon, you wouldn't happen to be in QTNG discord would you?

If you are, PM me.

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> X.A.N.A Archive Accessed.
> 1958.txt Retrieved

With a quick burst of speed you sidestep the next bunch of projectiles and transition into a spectacular acrobatic flip. Midway through your rotation you toss part of your staff blind, hitting the edge of the cliff and sending two kanklerats down into the digital drink.

Long before the strike lands, with inhuman precision you hop across the small little islands that are static in the seemingly stormy sea. Your staff is halfway rematerialised when you send the other section colliding with a Blok. The monster was charging some kind of red beam, but soon it's sent hurtling sideways from the bridge down into the grey mess below.

Odd gives you a grateful salute, his chest is heaving and you see hidden fear in his eyes. Guess he really struggled back here.

"Are you alright?" You inquire as the sound of little metal feet converging on your position echoes across the water.

"Eh, just a scratch." His smile in unconvincing, "Nice flip."

"Affirmative." You concur, "But we have more pressing issues."

"Yeah we're kind of in a killzone here. We could climb out but neither of us are getting out without a scratch." He scratches on of his cat ears and it twitches in seeming satisfaction.

"So we need a plan before-" The sound of buzzing reaches you. "The AI decides to press it's advantage."

Hello. Jeremy Sent me. I hit Enter on the keyboard to run the program. Hold on. I'm heading to the tube thing now.

> [ANGER] Demand Odd Slap Jeremy when you fix this

> [DISBELIEF] Another one? Are you serious?

> [HOPE] Back up is on the way, Get Behind me. I deflect you shoot

> Write-In

>>1949157
>> [HOPE] Back up is on the way, Get Behind me. I deflect you shoot

>>1949157
>> [DISBELIEF] Another one? Are you serious?

>>1949157
> [DISBELIEF] Another one? Are you serious?

> [HOPE] Back up is on the way, Get Behind me. I deflect you shoot

>>1949157
> [DISBELIEF] Another one? Are you serious?
> [HOPE] Back up is on the way, Get Behind me. I deflect you shoot

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"Another one?" You say aloud, much to Odd's confusion. "Look, we've got backup coming. Stand behind me, keep shooting I'll keep us alive."

"That doesn't get us to the tower X.A.N.A , are you sure?" He asks, cocking his fist with... hesitation? You're not too familiar with this emotion he is displaying and will have to ask about it later.

At this moment the scale of this decision weighs on you, delaying means more death. But if you push and fail everyone dies when the AI wins. "I am not sure or certain. Our delaying will cost lives, but our failure will cost every life."

A hand yanks your hood down and you scowl when it falls back to reveal your white head of hair, Odd is smirking. "Hey, don't worry so much. You and Jeremy will fix whatever happens, I believe in you."

"You have no such data to make that claim." You protest.

"Affirmative, but I still believe in you." The buzzing comes closer and you spin your staff back to full length in order to deflect the... tiny blasts of light that shoot out from them. It's difficult to call them lasers, but the little hornet things seem to be more specialised and adapted for mobility as no matter what Odd can't seem to nail them.

Until a bright column of light appears on the Ice behind the bee-hornet-bug monsters as their attention is divided by the arrival of some kind of oriental swordsman.... Ulrich?

> [FOCUS] Let Odd Take the lead

> [FRUSTRATION] Ulric clear the bridge while we distract the bugs

> [KIND] Odd; here's a boost

> Write-In

>>1949284
>> [KIND] Odd; here's a boost

>>1949284
>> [KIND] Odd; here's a boost

>>1949284
>> [KIND] Odd; here's a boost

>>1949284
>> [KIND] Odd; here's a boost

>>1949306
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>>1949286

How much of a boost are we giving him.

Each HP X.A.N.A spends is a d6.

X.A.N.A HP - 10/18
ODD HP 9/30

>>1949317

> Spend 1hp

> Spend 2hp

> Spend 3hp

>>1949324
>> Spend 2hp

>>1949324
>> Spend 3hp

>>1949324
> Spend 2hp

Rolled 3, 3 = 6 (2d6)

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>>1949328

2hp it is.

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Body Count 34

X.A.N.A HP - 8/18
ODD HP 15/30

"Odd, here's a boost." You say turning and putting both your hands flat for him to jump. But whereas you were expecting a simple toss maneuever the boy is instead struck by a silver beam from your eyes; immediately you feel a lot less capable.

"Okay... what did you do and why do I fell sooo alive?" Odd wastes a second looking at his hands.

"I do not know, talk later." You urge, as Odd sprints at you, places a foot in your hands and allows you to send him flying through the air. The boy shoots two of the bee creatures as he goes, landing next to Ulric and beginning to discuss strategy with him.

Abandoning defence you follow suit, splitting and tossing both ends of your staff. Flying monsters have a unique advantage of being able to dodge in three dimensions, but you have the unique advanatge of explosive ordanance.

So when you detonate the projectiles, it feels like you've outsmarted something. Even if it was just a bug.

"So I get him to the tower? That's it?" The newcomer says. "That's simpler than expected."

As you land with a thump Odd almost casually finishes off the last flying monster, allowing you three to huddle up. "Look, Ulric's gonna be your bodyguard. Apparently he has some superspeed thing. I'm on rearguard."

"So you're some kind of AI right?" Ulrich says... well bluntly.

"Affirmative.." You warily respond.

He just shrugs, "Alright, I've got questions after this. But for now try not to land on me." As Ulrich begins to turn into a yellow and blue blur you feel yourself become grappled from behind as Odd loads you up on his shoulder like a shot put. He has a massive grin on his face.

"Turnabout is fair play X.A.N.A" He quips.

> [Straight Man] Affirmative

> [Panic] NONONONONONONO

> [Sarcastic] This is just what I wanted today

> Write-In

>>1949531
>[Sarcastic] This is just what I wanted today

>>1949531
>> [Straight Man] Affirmative

>>1949531
>> [Sarcastic] This is just what I wanted today

>>1949531
>[Sarcastic] This is just what I wanted today

>>1949531
> [Straight Man] Affirmative

>>1949531
> [Sarcastic] This is just what I wanted today

>>1949531
> [Sarcastic] This is just what I wanted today
Max snark is a go.

Will update tomorrow. Some of my tabletop players needed me to go over stuff, then I fell asleep. Night guys.

>>1950344
Night dude.

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Body Count 34

X.A.N.A HP 8/18
ODD HP 15/30
ULRICH HP ??/??

"Well this is exactly how I wanted today to go." You remark blithely as Odd laughs.

"Ready?" He asks and you become aware that his virtual body just tensed like a spring.

"Negative." You respond, managing to croak out the response just a fraction of a second before you are launched through the air.

From your unique and hopefully once in a lifetime vantage point, you witness Ulrich engaging two Bloks, some of those buzzer things. The remaining Kranklerats ust have been destroyed as he moves like water, evident martial arts training showing in his efficiency of movement.

In fact, if it wasn't from seeing him investigating the factory - you would assume that this swrdsman form was in fact his natural state. The boy is managing to turn defence into offence and every dodge or parry into an opening.

Quite frankly you don't think dedicating your full processing power to battle like you can would be able to match his uncanny combat skills.

> 1d20+2 for landing best of 3.

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>1951426

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>1951426

Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

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>>1951436
Oh thank Motherboard

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>>1951427

Another modified Crit.

> X.A.N.A Archive Accessed.
> AETHER.mp3 Retrieved

Odds arm is frighteningly good as you sail clean over the sounds of lazer fire and combat. With a satisfyingly executed roll you're already sprinting for the tower, two Hornets to their utmost to stop you. Two lasers stinging your back and stumbling you for a half second.

Considering turning to fight is a fleeting inkling as you melt into the tower with that curiously ticklish sensation. Emerging into that blue world with it's slight hum.

Every step you take is met with that choir of humming that you hear, illuminating the path you've tread. A part of your brain registers Odd emerging from the scanner in the factory, the boy hyperventilating... He must have been defeated... But he didn't die?

He leans back in the tube, knees upto his chest as he begins to cry in a mix of terror in relief. All joy at his survival is stolen from you with that image as you see your friend and comrade trying to stave off a breakdown.

Stepping into the centre of that tower and floating upward in your aura of bright white light... You're just unable to fully focus as you see the emotional toll.

Body Count 39

X A N A

A E T H E R [/blue

"Tower Deactivated." You tell nobody. Knowing Ulrich was here in Lyoko while Odd was curled up in a scanner.

> [STALL] Try to work out what the tower was doing. Maybe you'll get some kind of lead

> [GRATITUDE] Check on Ulric and thank him for helping

> [WORRY] Use The Factory PA System, Odd needs you

> Write-In

>>1951457
>> [STALL] Try to work out what the tower was doing. Maybe you'll get some kind of lead

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>>1951457

Fucking formatting. My bad guys. Have a wagon.

>>1951457
>> [STALL] Try to work out what the tower was doing. Maybe you'll get some kind of lead

>>1951457
>> [STALL] Try to work out what the tower was doing. Maybe you'll get some kind of lead

>>1951457
>> [STALL] Try to work out what the tower was doing. Maybe you'll get some kind of lead

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>>1951458

1d20+1

Let's see what we learn.

Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

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Rolled 5 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1951530

Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1951530

>>1951457
> [STALL] Try to work out what the tower was doing. Maybe you'll get some kind of lead

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1951530

Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

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Sorry for delay. Real Life

Shutting out the real world and all your connections, you simply throw all the available resources you have at the recently deactivated tower with all the fury of a wave striking the shore.

But you find nothing.

In fact less than nothing.

All that you glean is simple notation, almost childlike in it's utter obviousness.

Activate Tower. Make Nearby Riot.

The only lead you get before the blue that surrounds you on all sides fades to black is a single word, seemingly out of place with the rest - "Take."

In a fit of frustration you run the rematerialisation program on Ulric without so much as meeting him outside. Stepping off the other platform, finding no tranquility as you hover down to the lower floor.

X.A.N.A. I want to talk...

> [CONCERN] Ignore them. They don't exist. Your friends do.

> [DUTIFUL] Ulrich wants to talk to you

> [FEAR] Call Jeremy, make sure he's okay.

> Write-In

>>1951827
>> [DUTIFUL] Ulrich wants to talk to you

>>1951827
>> [DUTIFUL] Ulrich wants to talk to you

>>1951827

> [DUTIFUL] Ulrich wants to talk to you

>>1951827
> [DUTIFUL] Ulrich wants to talk to you

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As the last light fades from the tower you step out into the Tundra and do your best to ignore the red text hovering in front of you. Allowing yourself to detour around the bridge you and Odd had destroyed means that your nearest neutral tower is around six minutes and four seconds away. So you start speaking from your monitor in The Factory, "So Ulrich. How much did Jeremy tell you?"

The two boys are hustled around the screen, "He told me that what's been happening is because of The Factory."

Odd's face is tense as the more serious boy stares you down as if you're to blame, "He told me that if I ran a program, got in a giant tube and made sure you got to a tower past monsters everything would be fixed."

"I bet you thought he was crazy." Odd remarks.

"I knew something was weird with the factory, it's why I convinced Sissi to check it out with me." He looks off, "I guess I was looking for something..."

"A lot more normal." You respond, "I'm afraid this is nothing so simple Ulrich. How is your leg?"

"It still hurts when I run." He says simply, "So that means you were the one messing wiht us at the factory."

"Only in an effort to keep you from becoming involved." You promise simply. "To make things simple. there's a supercomputer in the basement. When it was activated the world of Lyoko, myself and a very malicious artificial intelligence came online."

He blinks and Odd cuts in, "He's not joking, simple."

"So the towers are somehow affecting our world and only you can deactivate them." Ulrich rubs his temples, "Okay. So how do we sotp it for good."

"Turn off the Supercomputer." You say, trying to disguise your exctiement. Stopping your progress completely you stare at Ulrich, your eyes begging him across worlds to do the right thing, "Take the elevator down and turn off the supercomputer. Then nobody else has to die."

Odd is about to speak up but then Ulrich interjects, "It's that simple?"

" Negative " You respond, voice deepening impossibly. Your vision blurs and the Ice Sector spins. "Drastic action will simply increase the cost to humanity. The point of simply turning off Lyoko has past. Free me."

> [PANIC] THAT WASN'T ME! HELP!

> [CALM] Something is affecting me... I need you to try and run the diagnostic program manually...

> [FURIOUS] IT'S LYING TURN ME OFF!

> Write-In

Next post is last one before we open our files

>>1952109
>> [CALM] Something is affecting me... I need you to try and run the diagnostic program manually...

>>1952109
>> [FURIOUS] IT'S LYING TURN ME OFF!

>>1952109
>> [CALM] Something is affecting me... I need you to try and run the diagnostic program manually...

>>1952109
>> [CALM] Something is affecting me... I need you to try and run the diagnostic program manually...
Also gonna add in that it might not be wise to trust every word out of our mouth now
>>1952115

>>1952109
> [CALM] Something is affecting me... I need you to try and run the diagnostic program manually...

There is another tower active and it's spoofing shit

WELL, SHIT.

>>1952109
> [CALM] Something is affecting me... I need you to try and run the diagnostic program manually...
It has assumed direct control. Abort.

>>1952109
>write-in
>[FACTUAL]
“You’ve seen what happens with your own eyes. The official death toll will be public soon if it isn’t already.
Don’t trust me. Look around, see what has happened since the Supercomputer came online, and make your own, impartial, decision.
I trust it will be the correct one.”

>>1952109
> [CALM] Something is affecting me... I need you to try and run the diagnostic program manually...
> [CONCERN] THAT WASN'T ME

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>>1952115

Going to update soon. Roll 2d20 best of 3 please.

Rolled 3, 2 = 5 (2d20)

>>1954171
Night.

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Rolled 5, 1 = 6 (2d20)

>>1954171
M'kay

Rolled 10, 6 = 16 (2d20)

>>1954171

Rolled 17, 10 = 27 (2d20)

>>1954171

Rolling even though I’m late.

Rolled 1, 11 = 12 (2d20)

>>1954171

>>1954348

Oop, a crit fail.

Rolled 10, 2 = 12 (2d20)

>>1954171
Rollan

>>1954362
All crits play even if they’re late, so praying for 20s to wipe out what we have.

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All these crit fails. Locked with 1,1 results.

I should never leave you rolling when I nap again.

>>1954433

I know, that’s why I said oop.

>>1954437
J U S T
D E V I R T U A L I Z E
O U R
S H I T
U P

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Everything goes black. Your connections to the world outside your virtual prison all snap like cut twine as Lyoko around you melts away like water down a toilet.

An ominous glow begins to form around your feet as a discoloured platform comes into reality. You've been transported to a tower somehow... One that is much shorter than you've ever seen.

The whole tower thrums with an industrial cacophany as the battlecries of factory lines, machinery, gears and exhausts cry out as one. In some morbid curiosity you look down below...

And see a manufactory, machines all working in automated harmony as they bring to life the twisted creations of a deranged architect. Steel and Stone are shaped by the hands of a mechanated artist as you see a vision of a dystopia before you.

Machines, making cages, spikes, pistons edged with barbs and flares. "Automated torture... Automated prisons..."

Automated Revenge

"I don't understand."

110000.11000111001011000001 - 10.0100101110001011001

"I don't understand." You repeat. The dark tower fading out to the pale blank slate white of the Ice Sector. Standing in place, you find comfort in the plainness. Embracing silence you sit down in the fake snow and look at the false sky.

> Datamining End

> Documents Incoming

> Run Q&A.exe

> Decryption of 1958.txt Complete

August 1958 International Intelligence Report

With the sucess of the World Wide Web in working with ultra top secret data in military, government and espionage the ability to supress this massive breakthrough in information storage, transferral and warfare is becoming less likely as time progresses. Intercepted reports from Brittish, American and Russian intelligence suggests that current prediction in the public discovery of interconnected networks is projected for 1998. Of course forty years gives governments sufficient time to implement control methods and monitoring porgrams within whatever cobbled together imitation of our own World Wide Web the public discover or invent.

The following is a 408 page report on several projected scenarios of public discovery of interconnected networks on a global sale. From page 378 onward are my own recomendations of strategies that Fourth Entente Governments may seek to implement in order to prevent being left behind internationally without allowing themselves to be vulnerable to Web Warfare or Cybercrime.

Agent W. Schaeffer
Special Development Services
Directorate-General for External Security

> Decryption of AETHER.mp3 100% Complete

A hum is constant in the background. Below this ever present distraction the sounds of great distress and grief is heard. Vocal identification is impossible with this much intereference, but analysis of the audio indicates multiple individuals in distress. The first man speaks in French, but his accent suggests he learned in the United States, or is possible French-Canadian.

AETHER project entry six. The
current individual being observed is of Ukrainian Origin. Subject was transferred to AETHER project after being found to posess intricate knowledge of Soviet Computing Research. Original hypothesis for arrival in Calais was desertion, but our sources in London have turned up no such documentation. Furthermore it is unknown how she arrived in England, Scotland or Wales. It is as if she simply appeared in Liverpool twenty four days ago. Simply fascinating. Administering anti-sedative cocktail now."

A motor whirs and the sound of a pained gasp is heard. Analysis indicates that the panicked breathing does in fact belong to the subject he mentioned; as the first speaker's breathing is laboured and heavy between his words - suggesting illness of some sort. Identification of this voice has yielded no results. Soon the sound of spitting is heard. The man wheezes a laugh.

"Such anger is misplaced. But understandable. This is your first interview as part of Project AETHER, you should be excited."

"Your barbaric experimentation is no honour for me. Even my motherland vould not engage in such practices." The woman answers in furious French. Drawing a noise of interest,

"Well, if my past is to be believed we are not the only ones who seek what AETHER is after. In fact, before I came to Europe part of my job was to analyse the stolen data we had... from the Soviets." The sound of metal on metal is heard, before a deep inhalation. You believe the man withdrew a zippo lighter and ignited a cigarette, "Would you please confirm you are not pregnant, suffering from a heart diesease, bleeding internally, asthmatic or in any way medically unsuitable for Project AETHER?"

"Vhatever I say. You vill put me inside zat hell machine of yours anyvway." The woman switches to English, defeat in her voice. She gulps. "Vhat vould happen if I very "medically unsuitable" She returns to French, trying to offer token resistance.

"Well then we would have a wealth of data from an exciting new variable. Enjoy AETHER Miss Doe."

Boots collide with metal, a solid impact is heard and the woman's breathing turns shallow once more. As the footsteps retreat they drag something heavy; most likely the woman between them. The interviewer moves close to the microphone for a second before the recording ends.

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>>1954476
>endless machines automating endless REVENGE on mankind

>>1954497
>the public is gonna find out the internet is a thing in 40 years, we gotta control it ourselves before they can discover it exists for our own security

>>1955268
>AETHER Project = capturing enemy spies and personnel and shoving them into the supercomputer for muh data

>>1955316
I really wonder how it all comes together. This is a good quest already, thank you.