Re: Mini-Grand 5103 [Rou://www.cyberspace.net]
09-08-2011, 09:59 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by TimeothyHour.
-DATDATDATDATDATDATDATDAT
The GBCE’s gun fired rapidly at Melissa, the bullets whizzing through the air, impacting her virtual body with sickening electronic thumps. The GBCE had calculated this would kill her, and they promptly did. Her bullet riddled-corpse fell to the ground.
Unfortunately, she was not dead, the GBCE knew. She had propagated. A round transition wouldn’t happen anytime soon, not from Melissa’s death, at least. No, she had been given The Internet, and now, she would be everywhere. On the streets, in the buildings, jumping from a core tower onto a GBCE hovering in the air-
WHACK-THUNK!
“THAT HURT, YOU [censored] [ERROR: material designation UNKNOWN] LUMP!”
“THE GBCE ASKS THAT YOU REMOVE YOURSELF FROM MY CHASSIS, OR I WILL USE DEADLY FORCE.”
“NO [naughty word, Melissa!] WAY, YOU [You should know better, dear!] GBCE COMPUTER THING OR WHATEVER! HOW DOES THAT [you mean this, my dear, remember your tenses.] FEEL!”
The virus then slammed her fist into the GBCE, making a loud, resounding clanging noise. The computer responded with deadly force. Namely, several bullets into the skull. Melissa’s second corpse fell to the ground and splattered with a sickening squelch.
The GBCE sighed internally. This was going the beginning of an escalating war, a necessary one, albeit annoying. This was the only way The Indented Result was to happen. Even if it meant killing Melissa several hundred times.
-DATDATDATDATDATDATDATDAT
The GBCE’s gun fired rapidly at Melissa, the bullets whizzing through the air, impacting her virtual body with sickening electronic thumps. The GBCE had calculated this would kill her, and they promptly did. Her bullet riddled-corpse fell to the ground.
Unfortunately, she was not dead, the GBCE knew. She had propagated. A round transition wouldn’t happen anytime soon, not from Melissa’s death, at least. No, she had been given The Internet, and now, she would be everywhere. On the streets, in the buildings, jumping from a core tower onto a GBCE hovering in the air-
WHACK-THUNK!
“THAT HURT, YOU [censored] [ERROR: material designation UNKNOWN] LUMP!”
“THE GBCE ASKS THAT YOU REMOVE YOURSELF FROM MY CHASSIS, OR I WILL USE DEADLY FORCE.”
“NO [naughty word, Melissa!] WAY, YOU [You should know better, dear!] GBCE COMPUTER THING OR WHATEVER! HOW DOES THAT [you mean this, my dear, remember your tenses.] FEEL!”
The virus then slammed her fist into the GBCE, making a loud, resounding clanging noise. The computer responded with deadly force. Namely, several bullets into the skull. Melissa’s second corpse fell to the ground and splattered with a sickening squelch.
The GBCE sighed internally. This was going the beginning of an escalating war, a necessary one, albeit annoying. This was the only way The Indented Result was to happen. Even if it meant killing Melissa several hundred times.