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Wisest of the Noldor
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"How much longer, Nerwen?" The speaker, a mesh of light woven into human form, stared anxiously down the long corridor.
Her companion was working at a panel set into the wall; under her fingers glowing arrays of numbers shifted into new configurations. "Nearly there… I think… just got to give them their activation codes…" Mostly, the two flickering, light-traced figures resembled women, one tall, one shorter, but sometimes they dissolved altogether into points like swarms of fireflies, re-forming into other shapes: a female Elf; a Sphinx. Before and behind them, lines of light formed a grid of interlocking paths, stretching into the far distance. Not that there was any real distance here. Not that anything was real here at all. "…And we're done. Three AIs, re-programmed to help our friends." "Will this work? "Should. Though I'd have liked more time to de-bug H.U.N.T.E.R; still, can't be helped. Now for the main course. You've got Cop and Lommy's data, Agan?" "Here," Aganzir passed her a disc, which, like everything else in this non-place was formed of lines and specks of light. "I'm sure they got closer to the Interface than anyone yet, before that… that *thing* got them." "The Adult Friend Finder," said Nerwen with a shudder, as she pressed the disc to the panel, which seemed to absorb it. "What a way to go. Let's hope it wasn't in vai–" She gasped, as the screen changed again, showing a maze, a single, twisting line of red highlighting a pathway. "Agan! Look! It's the way out!" "Wait. Did you hear that?" "What?" Then Nerwen heard it too: a low droning and clicking, rapidly approaching from both directions. The two Downers stared at each other. They had no words. The things that came into sight from the nearest side-passages were something like spiders; spiders as they might be conceived by an infinitely mad, infinitely vicious machine. In this place where all was made of light, they were darkness, absence, except for the evil glow of the clustered eyes they turned on their prey. For a long moment, hunters and quarry stared at each other, unmoving. Then the creatures scuttled forward, belching out clouds of what looked like black smoke. When this reached Nerwen and Aganzir their digital forms had an instant to contort in agony before they dissolved into meaningless flecks of electronic noise. Then there was nothing. 101010101010101010101010101010101010 In the real world, in intensive-care wards thousands of miles apart, the jagged lines tracing the vital signs of two women in unexplained comas suddenly went flat. 101010101010101010101010101010101010 Living: Inziladun Galadriel55 Sally Legate Rune Kitanna Boromir88 Blind Guardian Loslote Morsul the Dark Shasta Dead Coppermirror, Lommy– seized by Adult Friend Finder. Nerwen, Aganzir– poisoned by webcrawlers. Night One has begun. Rôles will be sent out during the Night. If you don’t get one, you’re an ordo.
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"Even Nerwen wasn't evil in the beginning." –Elmo. Last edited by Nerwen; 01-04-2014 at 06:23 AM. |
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