Re: Mini-Grand 5103 [Rou'); /home/gbce/.Trash]
06-27-2011, 12:22 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
Of the four entities in the slime-filled room, three had no need to breathe, specifically.
Selvsetter was the exception. Great, she thought, we've got a godmoder in this thing. enary or whoever the fuck is running this thing had better let him have it for that move. Least this won't kill me, it's way too early for that.
Meanwhile, Parsley.EXE's passive analysis had concluded.
Available data on unidentified program:
-Female
-Heavy use of profanity
-Prone to anger
-Behavior suggests program may become violent if provoked
Checking database...
Possible match found. Unidentified program shares key traits with antivirus Dekowin.EXE. Differences may be caused by viral corruption.
A fellow antivirus! Restoring her to full functionality would be extremely helpful. Unfortunately, the strange slime seemed to be adversely affecting her. Must be a problem with her subroutines for dealing with hostile environments. I'd better deal with this.
Parsley.EXE focused his energy, and an enormous fist made of bread appeared in the midst of the slime, some distance above the floor. It punched through the slime, creating a large hole, and the slime fell through, flowing onto "Urist McBeardSword" on the lower level.
As the room filled with air again, Parsley.EXE walked over to Selvsetter and examined her.
"Are you all right, Dekowin.EXE?"
"What the... blergh... what the fuck are you talking about?" she said, coughing up slime. "Have you gone off your fuckin' rocker, no wait, you're fuckin' Cabbage, of course you have."
"This system is heavily infected. I may not be able to manage it on my own. Are any of your antiviral protocols still functioning?"
"I don't have any fuckin' antiviral protocols, you fuckin' lunatic! What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"The corruption appears to be quite severe. Restoring you to functionality may prove difficult. We should find a safer place while I consider our options."
"You mean get the fuck outta here? About time you made some fuckin' sense."
Of the four entities in the slime-filled room, three had no need to breathe, specifically.
Selvsetter was the exception. Great, she thought, we've got a godmoder in this thing. enary or whoever the fuck is running this thing had better let him have it for that move. Least this won't kill me, it's way too early for that.
Meanwhile, Parsley.EXE's passive analysis had concluded.
Available data on unidentified program:
-Female
-Heavy use of profanity
-Prone to anger
-Behavior suggests program may become violent if provoked
Checking database...
Possible match found. Unidentified program shares key traits with antivirus Dekowin.EXE. Differences may be caused by viral corruption.
A fellow antivirus! Restoring her to full functionality would be extremely helpful. Unfortunately, the strange slime seemed to be adversely affecting her. Must be a problem with her subroutines for dealing with hostile environments. I'd better deal with this.
Parsley.EXE focused his energy, and an enormous fist made of bread appeared in the midst of the slime, some distance above the floor. It punched through the slime, creating a large hole, and the slime fell through, flowing onto "Urist McBeardSword" on the lower level.
As the room filled with air again, Parsley.EXE walked over to Selvsetter and examined her.
"Are you all right, Dekowin.EXE?"
"What the... blergh... what the fuck are you talking about?" she said, coughing up slime. "Have you gone off your fuckin' rocker, no wait, you're fuckin' Cabbage, of course you have."
"This system is heavily infected. I may not be able to manage it on my own. Are any of your antiviral protocols still functioning?"
"I don't have any fuckin' antiviral protocols, you fuckin' lunatic! What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"The corruption appears to be quite severe. Restoring you to functionality may prove difficult. We should find a safer place while I consider our options."
"You mean get the fuck outta here? About time you made some fuckin' sense."
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