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>>2002620
> [Bored] Run diagnostic.exe

>>2002620
>> [Dull] Time.

>>2002620
>> [Dull] Time.
>Which we are wasting with pointless questions.

>>2002620
>> [Dull] Time.

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>>2002657

Writing.

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"The answer is time. Which is what we waste with pointless pomp and questions Jeremy." You drone, flashing the body count on the screen, "Need I remind you of the stakes."

"X.A.N.A has a point Jeremy." Ulrich admits, "How does science fiction powers get us closer to stopping the thing that killed Cesc."

Odd yawns and opens his mouth to speak before simply shrugging.

"No towers are active right now." Jeremy asserts, though in your equivalent to a heart you know this is untrue, they're just not affecting the real world, "But what I've programmed can make sure that nobody else loses their life to this menace."

"Jeremy. The probabilities of you creating some kind of time altering program is-"

"100% X.A.N.A." Jeremy says loading up a porgram on the supercomputer, the code flies into your brain as you try to process it all - the huge masses of programming simply too much to take in and analyse at a glance.

"This sounds ridiculo-" Ulrich begins only to be cut off.

"Returning to the past now." Jeremy shouts with flair, slamming the entire key as soon as the program reaches 100% readiness.

A brilliant white dome of light emerges from the supercomputer's main casing as the program executes. Before you can do more than stare into Jeremy's excited face, the dome overtakes you.

...

Body Count: 39

[Green] September 2nd - 23:59PM [/green]

Your display must need calibration because there is no way that -

JB: I'd kill to see the look on your face, right now.

> [DISBELIEF] How?

> [DUMBFOUNDED] What?

> [STUNNED] You have surpassed every great mind of humanity... with ease.

> Write-In

>>2002859
>> [DUMBFOUNDED] What?

>>2002859
>> [STUNNED] You have surpassed every great mind of humanity... with ease.

>>2002859
>> [DUMBFOUNDED] What?

>>2002859
> [STUNNED] You have surpassed every great mind of humanity... with ease.

>>2002859
> [STUNNED] You have surpassed every great mind of humanity... with ease.
> [BLOWN THE FUCK OUT] I feel it appropriate to use a common expression here: "How the FUCK?"

It's a shame we don't have the bullshit rewind time ability and that body count is gonna remain as a constant reminder of our failure, at the same it's mostly stars fault

>>2002980
this is what my thoughts where until this thread, fucking weeks of thinking this and then boom time travel cause fuck the world

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>>2002994

What? You just surpassed humanity's greatest... with ease?! Impossible.

I wish. I was mostly finishing a blueprint I found in your databanks. Apparently you're incomplete X.A.N.A

This was my ability all along?

It seems like it was intended to be... but...

I'm incomplete, abnormal or otherwise...

Honestly. What if they stopped developing you... Because you "woke up" You said it yourself you have memories of a kind of, semi alive hibernation mode. What if they stopped experimentation when it became morally questionable.

You do not immediately respond, instead thinking back to the sound sof distress from the foreign agent who was captured by A.E.T.H.E.R and the sinister overtones of population control from the text document.

Somehow you doubt ethics were involved in whatever led to your abandonment. Perhaps. You should get to class, it is almost 8:00

In response all Jeremy sends is a short clip of a schoolgirl eating toast and exiting her home. The signifigance of which is lost on you. It is obviously a parting message, but why a pink haired girl? Why toast?

The logging off sound signals a return to the duldrum routine of scanning for towers and exploring Lyoko alone. Paranoid of any mental invasions, breaks or even a monster ambush that would doom the world...

Maybe you need a break. After all without sleep efficiency is impossible, so in lieu of sleep maybe you could explore the outside world via one of your proxy nodes?

> Jump in Odd's phone.

> Jump in Ulrich's phone.

> Jump into Jeremy's phone.

> Jump into Jeremy's computer

> Write-In

>>2003032
>> Jump in Ulrich's phone.
We kinda owe him after what we did to him.

>>2003032
> Jump in Ulrich's phone.
Who did Jeremy just shitpost us with?
>inb4 newfag

>>2003032
>> Jump in Ulrich's phone.

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>>2003051

His waifu.

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>>2003034

I'll give you guys 10 more minutes for this hotly contested decision. Totally not so I can make tea.

>>2003062
Oh yeah, forgot about her. Thanks.

>>2003032
>> Jump into Jeremy's phone.

>>2003032
>Jump into Jeremy's phone.

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teste

>>2003032
>Jump into Jeremy's phone.

>>2003148

Um. Ok?

>>2003148
Let me play as Stark

>>2003164
>>2003148

Ah now I see. Tipped your hand too early guys.

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teste 2

>>2003172
GRRM has a way with maps doesn't he? Just two rectangles.

>>2003174
very true, not super creative at all. Like the concept of things getting more exotic the further away from home you go though.

>>2003183
Which is sad cause we never go there in the books. I wonder if in his mind they weren't truly fleshed out yet when he added them to the map.

>>2003158
Sorry OP needed to test file size on a few boards.

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With a simple stretch of your will you extend your way into Ulrich's phone, from your limited perspective of an audio only vantage; he seems to be in the hallway walking to class.

From what you know of Ulrich he'd probably prefer peace and quiet for this journey, but instead a familiar black haired girl is wlaking behind him. "And then those two dorks wouldn't stop talking about their stupid game. I had to tell them that it was ME who should be the focus of their spare time, not some bunch of guild nerds who talk about all this like, grinds and raves and stuff."

"Uh huh." Ulrich simply replies sounding about as emotional as you, "Yeah." It's not hard to picture him nodding his head and looking at anything bu the person accompanying him.

"But wait until you hear this, then they like; called me a shallow bimbo!" the mock surprise in her tone would be comedic had it any self awareness, "And then before I could give them a piece of my mind they ran off."

"Probably didn't have it to spare." Ulrich snarks before gasping as he realises he's spoken aloud.

"What did you say to me!" She roars.

> Fake a phone call for him

> Set off her phone

> Set off the school bell

> Take notes on how not to be diplomatic.

> Write-In

>>2003198
Weren't we going to wait for one more vote? It was tied.

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>>2003200

... I totally did not miscount and rolled a super secret die that nobody say because of reasons.

I didn't fuck up. That never happens.

>>2003198
>Play back what Ulrich just said at full volume.
But seriously
> Set off her phone

>>2003198
>> Fake a phone call for him

>>2003198
>Play back what Ulrich just said at full volume.

>>2003198
>> Set off her phone

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>>2003215

Looking like 2-1 setting of Sissi's phone. Will brb and write.

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>>2003215

[B] I WANNA KNOW WHAT LOVE IS!
I WANT YOU TO SHOW MEEEEE! [/B]

The speakers on Sissi's phone almost blow from the song blaring out of them as you rapidly dial back the amount of effort expended.

Ulrich uses the burst of embaressed shock to melt away into his classroom taking you with him just as you play a stock "telemarketer script" the girl's protestations and demands of speaking to a manager echo thgouhout the lecture hall as Ulrich slips into the back row next to a Japanese looking girl bearing the trademarks of the "gothic" subculture.

A slight smile is all they share before settling into the assembled works of Arthur Miller.

It is just now you realise that by focusing on Ulrich's cell phone you have unintentionally been casting your influence around every camera nearby and become the omnipresent surveillance threat humans fear.

But it's for a good cause?

Curiosity is a good cause?

Not being bored doesn't sound much better....

Staving off the insanity of soul crushing inorganic immortality?

Yeah that works.

For whatever reason Ulrich picks this moment to glance at the time on his mobile phone, both of you giving wide eyes stares as you are caught red handed.

In that moment of silence you wave.

His friend looks over with some concern, "What's wong?" She whispers under the lecture.

"Nothing!" Ulrich blurts out suddenly while placing you flat on the desk.

what r u doing!?

> [Lonely] Wanted to get to know you

> [Honest] Wanted to get out of tower

> [Contrite] Wanted to apologise and got caught up

> Write-In

>>2003656
>> [Honest] Wanted to get out of tower
>"So, is that girl next you, as Jeremy puts it in his folders, your waifu?"

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>>2003662

> jeremy has infected X.A.N.A With shitposts

I love Lyoko quest.

>>2003656
Fuck it. Do >>2003662. This is too good to pass up.

>>2003669
>tfw once we become whole again and assume our machine god role, we will spread shitposts all over the planet with Jeremy by our side, and become the ultimate scourge of the Internet and the world beyond canon X.A.N.A.'s wildest calculations
M A K E
I T
H A P P E N
S T A R

>>2003656
>> [Contrite] Wanted to apologise and got caught up
> [Honest] Wanted to get out of tower

Heads up that The password select was which AU this quest was set in.

A.E.T.H.E.R's world was already locked in. So unless something makes XANA go super evil, we probably not gonna skynet beyond accidental overreach.

>>2003656
Seconding
>>2003662

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>>2003662

Writing.

>>2003715
>The password select was which AU this quest was set in.
You had four possible AUs already planned beforehand? Nice preprep!
> Genesis
> Liberty
> Aether
> Gladius
I assume Gladius would be Antimov-style "fuck humans for the most part" XANA. Aether is "bored AI fueled by ghosts in the machine thanks to governments messing with shit beyond them" from what I'm guessing so far. Liberty might be Paladin-style full on [JUSTICE] XANA. I have not the faintest fucking idea how Genesis would work or what it means.

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>>2003741

> Liberty

Liberty would be about freedom and free will. Major themes would be the cyber world being used to influence, brianwash and propaganda the world into one more fitting to the AI's approval.

The struggle would be Xana deciding what he'd give for humanity's freedom including losing his own - and turmoil over as a program, does he have any freedom or is he just following someone else's tyrannical programming.

> Genesis

Full Transhumanism. Lyoko would have been very different here. In this AU it'd be more akin to battle network kind of thing and regular humans would be plugging in and out of a netscape.

Lyoko would be a sort of "secret level" of that netscape which pulled the strings of the levels above. Enemies would be everything from people trying to go cyborg to people trying to make genetically engineered supermen.

Xana would be most OP here on the netscape, but the human gang would be beyond human in the main world; with Yumi being actually psychic, Odd having reflex bullshit and Ulrich being a test tube superbaby aryan military brat.

> AETHER

?????

> Gladius

Gladius would be closest to canon. We would be playing as a Xana corrupted inside and believeing his only way to survive would be aelita's death. It would be centred around the themes of desperation and fear of self. As XANA would need to activate towers to bait aelita and co into lyoko - where he could try and kill her to fix himself.

Problem is that when he activates a tower the corruption in him gets worse and the corrupt part with him essentially is canon XANA.

In terms of difficulty?

Hardest to Easiest:

Liberty
AETHER
Gladius
Genesis
Easiest

>>2003781
>Yumi being actually psychic, Odd having reflex bullshit
We can still have that with AETHER, right? See https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bgiNbuFwORw

>>2003786

I'm undecided on Garage Kids stuff because I never seen it when younger. I swear I'll find time to watch and decide eventually.

> Said that on thread 2 though.

>>2003786

Let's not.

>>2003788

Let's just focus on Code Lyoko.

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>>2003741

Wanted out of the tower. Needed to apologise to you too.

Ulrich slips you into the copy of The Crucible everyone is working from and moves a notbook onto his desk will thanking the girl next to him for the concern. Despite his apparent distate he does seem to be trying to pay attention to the class.

You begin downloading an array of Crucible analysis and a bevvy of greater works looking at Arthur Miller as a playwright and author.

In case Ulrich misses class due to your distraction, wouldn't do for you to sate your boredom in exchange for his academic suffering.

Over the next ten minutes, you simply pay attention to the lesson, flagging up any potentially important similies or quotes that Ulrich misses and might need later. Honestly it feels good to be helpful in a way that doesn't involve killing monsters or saving lives.

The teacher has mostly devolved to a personal anecdote, so you feel safe adressing your new friend/aquantance, Ulrich. Is the girl next to you; Yumi, what Jeremy calls a waifu?

It takes a second or two for Ulrich to read and re-read your message. Do you wish to reproduce with Miss Yumi?

At this Ulrich blushes and begins blustering. Unfortunately this has attracted the attention of the teacher.

"Ah Mr Stern. Since you're so passionate about The Crucible I'm sure you can tell me the quote around; "A fire is burning?" Mr Stern." You can practically see the bead of sweat running down Ulrich's face as he balls his fists in frustration.

His mind is blank.

> Flash the quote on his phone. Scroll it as he reads

> Imitate his voice and say the quote

> Flash "NOTES" in bold text on the phone

> Write-In

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That'll do for tonight, it's almost 3am. Will continue when I can tomorrow afternoon. Errands before sport may keep me busy.

Please keep up the Q&A I thin I like Q&A for DMing and QMing more than running sometimes.

- Star

PS: I wanted us to vote AETHER on the password selection.

>>2003966
>> Flash the quote on his phone. Scroll it as he reads

>>2003966
>Flash the quote on his phone. Scroll it as he reads

>>2003977

See ya, Star.

And Kanna is best daughteru.

>>2003966
>Flash the quote on his phone. Scroll it as he reads
>Tell him "You know I can get you a room in the factory if you really need one with her." or something similar

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>>2003977
>PS: I wanted us to vote AETHER on the password selection.
Oh boy, this means we're gonna get something completely different than "AI trying to murder a girl to save themselves while becoming the canon villain", "Transhumanism Lyoko Battle Network", or "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?"

I'm liking this ride so far. Keep up the good work Star. Also you really should play EYE Divine Cybermancy if you haven't. It's a completely different kind of trip.

>>2003966
> Flash the quote on his phone. Scroll it as he reads

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You bring the quote up in bold on his phone. Your position on his notes, doesn't make it suspcious when he looks down, however you have to vibrate the device to get him to start reading.

"A fire, a fire is burning! I hear the boot of Lucifer, I see his filthy face! And it is my face, and yours, Danforth! For them that quail to bring men out of ignorance, as I have quailed, and as you quail now when you know in all your black hearts that this be fraud—God damns our kind especially, and we will burn, we will burn together!"

As he reads you scroll the text down in time with his delivery, allowing him to present a confident and secure answer to the teacher's enquiry. In fact his delivery is powerful enough to get a short round of applause from the teacher. He can't help but look down in an unexpected display of shyness, seeing you give him a thumbs up.

"Excelelnt Mr Stern. I believe our theatre troupe here at the front have scouted out some new talent." The man says with twitching moustache, a girl giggles down the front; sending the gothic asian girl in a mood.

"Now class, this quote is all about Proctor’s guilt complex. Can anyone tell me -"

Thanks

It was nothing. Repayment for letting me tag along.

u r really that bored in Lyoko?

> [Honest] I don't sleep, I don't eat. The only breaks I can take are walking around

> [Paranoid] The only place I can relax is monster infested.

> [Evasive] I figured I needed to know more of this world

> Write-In

>>2005132
>> [Honest] I don't sleep, I don't eat. The only breaks I can take are walking around
>Plus, Monsters are horrible company. They always leave a mess. They don't even wipe their feet!

>>2005132
>> [Honest] I don't sleep, I don't eat. The only breaks I can take are walking around

>>2005132
> [Honest] I don't sleep, I don't eat. The only breaks I can take are walking around
> [Paranoid] The only place I can relax is monster infested.

>[Honest]
Odd is best waifu.

Off to play football.

So update in like, 4-5 hours? Hopefully.

Have fun with this fresh new waifu war.

>>2005132
> [Honest] I don't sleep, I don't eat. The only breaks I can take are walking around

>>2005132
>> [Honest] I don't sleep, I don't eat. The only breaks I can take are walking around
> [Paranoid] The only place I can relax is monster infested.

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To be quite honest, since I don't sleep and don't eat. The only breaks I have are walking around Lyoko. Unfortunately, ther'es a monster problem.

Ulrich's face is very difficult to read, but you think he's weighing options. If you're okay with it, I could come visist Early Saturday. Then you can show me around Lyoko. Monsters won't mess with two of us.

Before you can respond to these fledgling plans and their touching sincerity, Yumi sends a message to the phone that bumps your chat windo to the lower corner as Ulrich accidentally opens the notification.

Okay. Who are you talking to?

Ulrich reads the sort text mutliple times whilst his friend carefully gauges his reaction, disguisning the diverted attention as hair maintenance....

You feel that is not the right term for arranging hair.

> Respond to Yumi: Odd Della Robia

> Respond: Jeremy Belpois

> Let Ulrich Handle this

> Write-In

>>2006341
>> Let Ulrich Handle this

>>2006341
>> Let Ulrich Handle this

>>2006341
> Let Ulrich Handle this

>>2006341
>> Let Ulrich Handle this

I'm feeling a bit weird. Will try to get an update or two done but... yeah.

>>2006341
>Let Ulrich Handle this

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What follows is an awkward series of back and forth tweets where Ulrich claims that he's talking to his friend. From their the suspicious girl begins pressing him if it's anyone that she would know.

Look it's someone from my PE class. You wouldn't know him.

You mean the afternoon PE Class we take together?

No morning Elective.

Oh so one of the guys from cross country will know him? What's his name.

Xander. Ulrich types without missing a beat.

Xander? Seriously?

What, it's his name.

Why won't you just tell me who you're talking to?!?!

Why do you care >:(

Well. Now emoticons are coming out. It almost feels like you're intruding on a personal conversation now... by intruding upon Ulrich's personal conversation on his personal communication device. Honestly you're not really sure why you never considered the impact of this.

> Help Ulrich out (how)

> Leave a message and jump to Odd's phone

> Leave a message and jump to Jeremy's phone

> When did you connect to mp3 player?

> Write-In

>>2006988

> auto corrected texts to tweets

This is why mobile posting is a blight on the world. Am in bathroom being sick. Sorry guys.

>>2006988
>> Leave a message and jump to Odd's phone
"Sorry, this is getting a bit personal, I'll leave the two of you alone."

>>2006988
Seconding
>>2007039

>>2006988
Thirding >>2007039

>>2007039
It gets my vote

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>>2007039

Forgive speed and quality of this post. Wanted to leave you with something depsite the illness.

This would be a very good time to leave, in fact in the time it takes you to compose a simple "Sorry, This conversation is getting too personal for me to stay. I will leave you both alone." the main ortion of your consciousness in the real world has flown across the sprawling campus to a small building.

Oddly enough, despite this building being nigh ancient in it's english vitorian influences; it boasts internet connectivity that outstrips that of the main building you had previously resided in. Here you find Odd Dela Robia.

The room sounds like a chaotic maelstrom of every sound of modern humanity. Mechanical work and industrial esque machinery compete with the strumming of an English band, which competed with heavy metal, which cometes with the sound of meditative chanting.

Honestly you were going to assume you'd encountered some kind of junk data attack before Odd speaks into his headset in a hushed tone, "You can't see into this room right X.A.N.A?"

Right now you can't. But the connecting process to the surprisingly modern security camera behind the doorway is assing 18%.

> Stop trying to connect, speak on the phone

> Fully connect to his phone but nothing else

> Assume full control of the tech in the room

> Write-In

>>2007685
Get better, Star. Be sure to drink lots of tea with honey.
>I don't know. You want me to? Because I can.

>>2007685
>> Stop trying to connect, speak on the phone

>>2007685
>Stop trying to connect, speak on the phone

"Eh, a little. Why?"

Also, take your time getting better, Star.

>>2007685
>> Stop trying to connect, speak on the phone

>>2007685
>>Stop trying to connect, speak on the phone
>"Eh, a little. Why?"

>>2007685
>Write in: "I don't know. You want me to? Because I can."

Get well soon Star.

>>2007685
>> Fully connect to his phone but nothing else

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"I was. But I paused the connection. Why?" You ask, honestly Odd has had no problem with you being able to see him before, so this is kind of odd.

You believe that was a pun.

At some point you are going to speak that pun and feel foolish for it.

"I'm in art class right now and, well I'm not ready to show anyone my sculpture yet." It's not hard to imagine the goofy smile on his face, "It's kind of personal."

"Oh. Is this due to your family?" Is all you can state in response.

"Well... it's more about well... everything. You know? Like I'm trying to really nail down what makes me me and-" He pauses seemingly unsure how to vocalise it.

> [Uncertain] Odd you are talking about intangible emotional response to an artificial intelligence

> [Confused] I can't analyse what I can't see Odd

> [Concerned] Odd why would you want to hide your art?

> Write-In

>>2009879
> [Uncertain] Odd you are talking about intangible emotional response to an artificial intelligence

>>2009879
>> [Uncertain] Odd you are talking about intangible emotional response to an artificial intelligence

>>2009879
>> [Concerned] Odd why would you want to hide your art?

>>2009879
>> [Uncertain] Odd you are talking about intangible emotional response to an artificial intelligence

>>2009879
>> [Concerned] Odd why would you want to hide your art?

>>2009879
> [Uncertain] Odd you are talking about intangible emotional response to an artificial intelligence

>>2009879
> [Uncertain] Odd you are talking about intangible emotional response to an artificial intelligence

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Leaving for work soon

"Odd. You are talking about the intanigble emotional response to outside stimuli here." You pause a second hoping for some self awareness.

"Yeah? I mean, you make it sound so official but-"

"Odd." You interrupt. "I am an artificial intelligence."

Realization sinks in with a simple, "Oh. Guess I'm sounding a bit of diva here then."

"Negative. I am just letting you know I am far from an expert in the arts." Clarifying the statement brings a rather pregnant pause.

Odd sighs, "Look. I'm not sure I'm ready to show it off yet; but it was partly our talk that made me scrap the last project and work on this."

"Odd please do not compromise your feelings for some misconstrued debt you have owed me." Constructing emotion and interfacing via audio is a lot more constricting than you realised until this point, "I have come to realise my very existense is a massive threat to the privacy of my threads and am endevaouring to recitfy my somehwat intrusive communication methods."

"Buddy, you take things way too serious. Not everyone is as high strung as you." He chides.

"Were privacy not important you would be willing to share your creations. Thus proving my point."

"That's different."

"I see plenty of tangible parallels." Though this is the closest to an arguement you have ever been beyond being angry at your friends for refusing to shutdown the supercomputer, you can't help but feel positive responses at this. The psychology of human relationships book in your memory detailed "poking fun" so perhaps this is what is happening.

Odd starts to laugh, "Just get in the cameras, I'll walk you through it over the phone."

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> Suggest he explain it later

> Write-In

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