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"Trust me I know all about the pandora box and the fear of out of controlled Nanites. Even Night Industries haven't really pressed nanotechnology, It's not the machines that's the problem really. It's the programming. A simple code for replication with no shut off, and you have the nano swarm nightmare people think of. For the Nanites that created the Matrix the majority of the programming was in the scanner unit relaying info and giving commands to the nanites."
He looked to the wall of monitors "Seems you done something like this before. That Lexi person you said had a tad on the Uncanny valley. Skin too smooth or uniformed in color I bet. A passing glance someone might not notice, a more solid look and it's into the Valley, am I right?"
"Well anyway lets plug Simone in and see my Daughters avatar for the first time. The only person she interacted with as far as I know was John."
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
"Smooth, yes. Eyebrows, eyelashes, scalp hair, and pubic hair. But no other facial or body hair. We could fix it now, but Lexi says she likes it that way." Millie raised her voice slightly. "Casey, please bring up Simulation Two Zero One Four Zero Three Two Four Alpha India Mike Mike, and call Lexi." She opened a panel on the top of the table and pulled out an appropriate cable and made ready to plug it in to the Matrix's port.
A voice came from the speakers near the wall screen, which now displayed a large room with a couch and 50 inch panel TV at the far end, and shelves with books and video discs on the other two walls. "Hi, Mom, what's up?"
"We have a client with an AI that needs a body. Can you spare some cycles?"
"Sure thing!" In the room on the display, a figure appeared, the young woman from the picture on the desk, wearing sneakers and blue jeans and a JDHS All Stars t-shirt. She waved. Millie muttered a brief prayer - a Catholic who heard it might be forgiven for thinking it was "Saint" Brigit whose protection she was asking for - and plugged the cable into the Matrix, giving it a two-way connection to the simulation...
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
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[b][u]2 weeks ago and 2 days ago[/u][/b]
“Are you even listening to yourself right now, Mike?! You’re talking nonsense! MIMIC is not alive!”
The two men stood in a storage closet, staring at each other. One was calm and collected, the other was red-faced and practically raving. “You’re wrong, Julius. Mim reasons. It has asked questions about its existence. It's quite capable of thinking, understanding, and acting in ways that use its accumulated knowledge. Furthermore, it has used rudimentary common sense and insight. These are all defining characteristics of wisdom and sapience.”
“Mim!? You named it!? Damnit, Mike, this is going too far! You can’t…”
“I’ve already performed multiple Gallup Mirror tests. It passed every single one of them. Mim is self-aware.”
At this revelation, Julius’s eyes bugged out of his head and his face went from red to pale as a sheet. He began hyperventilating and Mike, remaining calm, took a paper bag off one of the shelves. He opened it and handed it to the other scientist. Julius bent over with one hand on his knee and the other gripping the bag. He began breathing into the bag and it took a few minutes for him to recover his breath. “Oh God, oh god, oh god. They’re going to kill us. They’re going to shut down the project, destroy M.I.M.I.C., and kill us because we know too much.”
“Julius, we can’t let them shut Mim down. We don’t have a choice at this point. Continuing to experiment on it would be inhumane. Letting them destroy it would be allowing them commit murder. I’ve been working on a way to free Mim, but I need your help…
[b][u]Several hours later[/u][/b]
In preparation for that night’s activities, Mike locked himself in his lab and sat down at his desk. He adjusted the collar of his lab coat and surreptitiously triggered the remote he’d sewn into the collar. It sent out a burst signal that activated devices attached to the cameras in the lab. Anybody watching the cameras would see him at his bench, working on MIMIC.
Mike rubbed his eyes a few times and then ran his hands down his face to scratch his beard. He’d been planning this for much longer than he’d told Julius because he knew Julius would not be able to keep the plan secret for more than a day or two. So he’d had time to come to grips with the fact that he’d most likely be dead before the day was through. But, he consoled himself with the fact that his contributions to the world would live on in MIMIC.
He turned on the camera that sat next to his computer, straightened his hair, and then hit Record.
“Hello Millicent. It’s Michael Skinner, just in case you don’t remember. I was your instructor in several Nanotech classes a few years ago, at Ephesus. And then I vanished. I’m sure that some kind of note explaining my reasons for suddenly leaving was left behind, but I didn't see or write it.”
He frowned slightly. “But that doesn't matter. This message isn't about me. It’s about what I've been working on for the past two years. I've been holed up in some secret facility that is, as best I can figure, somewhere out west in some remote part of the country. I've been lead researcher on a project called MIMIC. It stands for Mechanized Independent Mimetic Infiltration Construct. Typical military-industrial complex bullshit use of an incredible discovery.”
Mike’s face would be replaced by project data which gave an outline of Project MIMIC and its basic goals, while his voiceover continued on. “30 years ago, a small meteorite struck somewhere in the Northern Rockies. A planetary geology team discovered the crater 12 years ago. In the center of the crater was a pool of what appeared to be liquid metal. They collected it and took it to a research facility. It wasn't until 2 years ago that they determined that the liquid metal was actually a large mass of nanites that had been rendered inert by the impact. I was brought onto the project at that point. I managed to reactivate the nanoswarm and began programming it. If the nanites had had any previous programming, it was wiped out by the shock of their impact with the planet.”
Mike’s face reappeared at this point and he had a twinkle in his eyes like a small excited child. “But here’s the most amazing part. I don’t know if the nanoswarm was always like this or if it’s something I did, but MIMIC is self-aware. It reasons and has asked questions about its existence. It’s capable of thinking, understanding, and acting in ways that use its collected knowledge and experience. It has displayed rudimentary insight and common sense. I conducted three Gallup Mirror tests and it passed each one.”
His tone grew more serious. “I don’t know who exactly I work for, but I won’t let them turn MIMIC into a weapon. Which is why, by the time you get this message, I’ll most likely be dead. But MIMIC will be free and headed your way. It’s going to take its time and should arrive in Titan City in a little over two weeks. Please, you have to protect it. I fear what the military will do with it. But more than that is the simple fact that MIMIC deserves this chance to… live. Teach it. Guide it. Be patient with it and it will be capable of incredible things. You’ll be able to locate MIMIC by tracking this energy signature.”
A window displayed the signature’s amplitude and wavelength for ten seconds. Mike hung his head and ran a hand through his hair, mussing it. He looked back up at the camera, a small smile on his lips. “It was always a pleasure to have you in my class, Millicent. You were one of my best and brightest students, but you also seem to have a good heart, which is why I chose to trust you with this. I always took great pride in teaching you and my other grad students. Tonight will join those times as the proudest of my life. Dr. Michael Skinner, signing off.”
Mike shut off the camera and compressed the video, then attached it to all the data on MIMIC. He encrypted and zipped the file, then inserted it into a program that he uploaded with the weekly status reports that his manager sent off-facility. The program would detach the video and send it to Millicent instead of wherever the reports normally went. Finally, he hit Left-Shift, Right-Alt, NumPad-Backslash, and F12 all at the same time, activating the worm that would eat every single byte of data on the MIMIC project. After destroying the data, it would corrupt and burn the hard drive.
He grabbed the black card he’d dummied up, along with a mini flash drive. The flash drive was loaded with skills and knowledge for MIMIC that would assist in its trip from the facility to Angel Falls. As he exited the sealed lab, Mike tripped the ten-minute fuse on the improvised explosive device that would destroy his lab.
Mike walked down the hall and inserted the flash drive into the computer attached to MIMIC’s containment tube as the tube automatically wheeled itself towards the loading bay. Along with the skills was a program that would wake MIMIC up and unlock its tube once it was done uploading the skills. He parted ways with it as he headed towards the security office to unlock the door into the bay.
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[b][u]Later that night[/u][/b]
M.I.M.I.C. awakened inside the clear capsule it was regularly stored in. Taking its preferred humanoid shape, M.I.M.I.C. pressed on the door of the capsule. It hinged open silently and M.I.M.I.C. stepped out. It studied its surroundings and compared them to all previous locations it had been sent to by Michael the Creator. M.I.M.I.C. did not recognize its surroundings at all.
Curious now, M.I.M.I.C. began exploring the room it was in. The room was expansive, with two large rolling doors located on the east wall. In front of those doors were rectangular trailers that were designed to be hitched to ten-wheeled towing vehicles. After consulting the information that it had been given access to, M.I.M.I.C. computed a 92.3% chance that the room it was currently in would be designated as a loading dock. It looked around and that percentage climbed as it noted the presence of forklifts, crates, and wooden pallets.
As M.I.M.I.C. turned away from the cargo doors, it noticed a body on the concrete floor. Walking over to the body, it registered the presence of a fully automatic weapon and a suit of protective plates. M.I.M.I.C. reached down and turned the body over, but the face was not in its recognition database. Nearby was a fire extinguisher splattered with blood.
“Mim! You’re awake!” Mike forcefully whispered as he burst in through the door. He turned and tried to shut it as quietly as possible. Just as it was about to close, there was the rattle of automatic fire from the other side and one bullet made it through the gap. The 7.62 slug ripped through Mike’s upper calf and nearly severed his lower leg. He screamed in pain as his leg was forcefully pulled from under him and he tumbled to the ground. Struggling with shock, he pushed the door closed and it locked. As he did this, M.I.M.I.C. ran to him and crouched down, its hand forming into a cuff that closed over the ragged meat that used to be Mike’s calf.
“N…no Mim, I’m already d…done for. You have to go now… Take this. Use it to open the doors. You need to get… ungh … away from this place. Another truck… w…was set to leave just before I set your esc… esc… escape in motion. Get to the truck. Make yourself look like… part of it. You’re on your own now… Mim. Go t… go to Titan City. Make friends there…” As he talked, Mike pushed a passcard into its free hand. This passcard was different from the ones M.I.M.I.C. had seen before. It was black instead of white.
When M.I.M.I.C. looked back down at Michael the Creator, he had lost consciousness. M.I.M.I.C. unclamped his leg and it began bleeding again. But M.I.M.I.C. was already headed for the loading doors. It had seen the card used before, so it copied the motion and was rewarded with the loading door starting to open slowly. But the door had only rose six inches before it stopped and started back down. But that space was more than enough for M.I.M.I.C. It flattened into a puddle and zipped though the closing gap.
M.I.M.I.C. found itself outside, which was an environment it had yet to encounter. As it reformed into a humanoid shape, a spotlight snapped on and shone on it. With a ripping sound, an automatic weapon opened up on the construct. M.I.M.I.C. immediately went evasive, breaking for cover and moving at incredible speeds. The men manning the light and gun very quickly lost track of it.
Several hours later, the truck that had been stopped at the gate was finally released to leave after being extensively searched inside and out. The driver had no idea why security was so tight this go round, but he didn’t really care either as long as they let him get on the road soon. He was already running behind. He pulled on out of the gate, completely unaware of the hitchhiker that had made itself look like part of the trailers wind skirt.
[b][u]2 weeks later[/u][/b]
A clean-cut young man with non-descript features walked down the side of the road. He wore a t-shirt, jeans, sneakers, and a back-pack. His pace was steady but not phenomenal, but he walked with a purpose in his step and seemed to have an idea of exactly where he was headed.
The beat-up old pick-up pulled over slightly ahead of him and he continued walking until he was even with the window. A pretty young redhead dressed in a flannel shirt and jean shorts smiled at him. “Hey there, handsome. Where ya headed?”
The young man returned the smile. “Hello. My destination is Angel Falls.” he said.
“Well, hop on in. I’m headed in that direction.” she said, reaching for the glove compartment. The young man took off his backpack and dropped it into the bed of the truck. As he opened the door, the redhead was back behind the wheel, a revolver now on her lap. He hesitated and looked up at her smiling face.
“Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna hurt ya or rob ya. Thundermaker here is just to make sure you behave yerself.” she said, still smiling. The young man nodded slowly and climbed into the cab. She put it into gear and they were off. “So what’s your name?”
The young man looked over at her. “Michael.”
The redhead smiled again. “Hi Michael, I’m Suzy.”
In the distance, a sign came into view.
[b][i]Titan City 300 miles[/i][/b]
As they drove down the road, she continued to make idle chatter, which ‘Michael’ did his best to answer.
[b][u]2 days later[/u][/b]
MIMIC, in its Michael guise, had arrived in the center of Titan City earlier that morning. Unsure of how else to learn about the city, it quickly located a guided tour vehicle and paid for a trip around town. Now it sat on a double-decker bus and listened raptly to the hostess as she pointed out the sites of Titan City.
Once the tour was over at 3:00 PM, MIMIC took a cab to the Northeastern Research District. According to a video, there was someone who would be able to help MIMIC located at the labs of Morrison and O’Brien. The cab dropped ‘Michael’ off in front of the labs and it began approaching the door.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
The chime rang through the lab, seconds after Millie had plugged the Matrix into Casey. She checked her smartphone, and noted the message informing her that a certain energy signature had been detected as she acknowledged the alarm, and saw the approaching...person...in the video feed. "I have to get this; Lexi can keep Simone company if she comes out before I get back."
She went back to the office and opened the door. "Sorry, I underestimated how fast you'd travel. I'm Millie. What should I call you?"
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
[url=https://cityoftitans.com/forum/foradains-character-conclave]Foradain's Character Conclave[/url]
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MIMIC studied the female that answered the chime and processed her query. It spoke in a very precise manner. "Greetings, Millie. We regret any inconvenience. Our designation is MIMIC."
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Eric looked at a computer screen as Simone awoke. The digital face was a young teen perhaps 15 black hair and brown eyes. Eric sat down "Damn she even looks like her." He shook his head and looked to the screen with lexi "Does she have Audio and video feed? Or she just in the digital environment?" Simone body took shape now looking more like a doll then a full human form what outfit she has on was more like rendered blue jeans and white shirt on the skin. A painted doll at that. "Hello... Uncle John? Where am I?" Eric sighed again even her voice sounded like Debbie's younger yes... but still her voice.
"Damn it John, getting over losing her hard enough." he said softly just incase Simone can hear him.
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
"Audio, video, tactile, and olfactory, although those last two are kinda experimental still and only for what's in the sim here. But the Fourth Wall here is a screen like you're looking at, showing the lab you're in, and there is feed from the microphones there." Lexi looked out at Eric as she said this, then turned to Simone. "Hi, I'm Alexandra Irene Morrison-O'Brian. My friends call me Lexi." She held out her virtual hand.
At the door, Millie nodded and smiled. "Welcome to Titan City, Mimic. Would you like to come in? From what I was told you might have some problems with people chasing you." She looked around for possible threats as she stood aside to let MIMIC in.
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
[url=https://cityoftitans.com/forum/foradains-character-conclave]Foradain's Character Conclave[/url]
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MIMIC nodded and stepped inside the lab. It immediately began studying the interior of the building while waiting for Millicent.
Believing that it was now safe to use its preferred form, MIMIC's skin shifted and it resumed its 'normal' appearance. That form was a tall and slender humanoid shape which was composed of what appeared to be a dull silver metal. Its face had understated features and it wore no clothes, but they were not necessary as it did not possess any outer anatomy.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Simone looked at Lexi and stuck her hand out the same way. "I'm Simone well that's what Uncle John called me." She clearly didn't have any familiar use to having a body. "this is a much more powerful system then Uncle John had. Where am I? He told me he was taking me to my father.. are you my sister?" In the Lab Eric sat down and shook his head "So Simone she's not your sister we are at a Friends house." Simone finally lowered her arm and looked out to where Eric was "Your my Father? Uncle John told me what my father looked like and you match the description." "That I am Simone and Lexi there wants to shake your hand. Put your hand in hers and lightly grip it." Simone blinked "Oh... sorry." She then takes Lexi's hand. "Shaking hands is a form of greeting, a way to say I'm not a foe and willing to work with you."
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Millie closed the door after MIMIC entered, then sat down. "The message I got from Doctor Skinner said that he expected someone to try to kill him. Did that happen?"
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Lexi shook Simone's hand, after less than a millisecond's delay due to comm lag. "Work together, or play together, or learn together, or maybe all of the above. And it's nice to meet you as well, Mr. Simone's Father."
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
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"name is Eric Price. Well Simone we have a choice, technically multiple choices. One you remain as you are and I get a simulation system for you. Or we construct you a body to interact in the physical world. Maybe Lexi here can help she been through the process." Simone blinked and looked to Lexi and then her Father. "A body?"
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
MIMIC copied Millicent and sat in one of the other chairs nearby. "Before we escaped, The Creators left leg was injured by a lead projectile traveling at high velocity. We do not possess an in-depth knowledge of human anatomy. We will demonstrate the injury."
MIMIC then stood up and laid down on the floor. Its skin rippled and it took on the appearance of Michael in the state when MIMIC had last seen him. He was unconscious and his lower left leg was nearly completely severed at the upper calf. The bullet had ripped open his anterior tibial artery and he was losing blood quickly. MIMIC's display was very realistic and it looked like Michael was actually laying there on the floor. After a few seconds, 'Michael' looked up at Millicent. "Is our example sufficient or do you require continued viewing?"
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
"No, it's enough." Millie blinked back a tear at the thought of that brilliant mind ripped from the world. "I'm sorry, but with a wound like that, unless he was already getting medical care, he would have died quickly. And when people use weapons like the one that made that wound, they are not usually concerned about providing medical care. When and where did you last see the people who did that? And can you show me what they looked like?"
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"I decided a body was the way to go. If you're in a simulation like this" - Lexi gestured to indicate the room they were in, but avoided the "Fourth Wall" screen - "you can only meet people that can connect to it. Whereas I, with my body, can go out and meet new people. Casey, please put my audio and video feed on the TV." The TV opposite the fourth wall came to life, showing what Lexi was seeing and hearing as she and most of the rest of the student body at JDHS left for the day. They talked to each other, some held hands, some exhibited strange powers. Outside, many got on buses, a few got into cars, and Lexi went to the corner to the Titan City Transit bus stop.
"In a sense, you have a body already, my guess is it's that object sitting on Casey's cabinet right over there." Lexi-in-the-sim pointed back to the fourth wall screen, at the Matrix. "But unless you are connected to something that lets you interact with the real world, it would get boring fast."
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
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MIMIC stood up as it was shifting back to its normal state, then it paused for a second as it considered Millicent's question. "We did not have direct contact with the human that attacked the Creator, but we can make an assumption based on 23 separate visual encounters with the guardians of our former facility that it was one of them that attacked the Creator. We will provide a visual representation."
MIMIC then shifted again, having scanned its visual database and compiled a composite image of one of the guards. The form was that of a well-built man in urban digital camouflage over which he wore Dragon Skin armor in the same camo pattern. His head and face were covered by an advanced combat helmet, flash goggles, and a balaclava. He was armed with an X95 Micro-Tavor (presumably chambered in 7.62x39 NATO) in a quick-adjust one-point sling, a SIG Sauer P226 personal sidearm in a quick-release thigh holster, and a combat knife in a sheath on his chest. His uniform did not have any patches and the only marking was a black bar with two silver hashes on his collar.
MIMIC stood in place with its arms by its sides to allow Millicent plenty of time to view the representation.
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Millie pulled out her smartphone. "May I take some pictures? My memory isn't as good as yours seems to be."
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
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"You may take pictures or we can interface with your device and upload our visual records to it, as well as the composite image you see now." MIMIC said, extending its hand and pointing a finger at her. As the finger pointed at her, the end of it shifted into a micro USB connector.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
"Even better!" Millie held out her phone with the port facing MIMIC. "I have some friends I'd like to share these with, who might be able to help us watch for whoever these...people are." She wished that noun wasn't accurate, it would be so much easier if the monsters weren't also people.
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
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MIMIC plugged into the phone and uploaded all of its visual records concerning the guards, including the dead one in the loading bay, along with the composite image it had created. "We are thankful that you are able to assist us, Millicent. Do you require our help with this task?"
As MIMIC spoke, it shifted back to normal and began looking around the lab again. It tried to mime human behavior by looking with the front of its 'head', but didn't have things quite right, as its head was just rotating 360 degrees as it looked.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Millie hoped she had managed to conceal her reaction to MIMIC's head turning like a turret. "No, that part I can handle, between what Dr. Skinner sent and what you just gave me." She blinked at the sheer volume of data, and started dumping it into her mainframe - not Casey, which was a nearly isolated system - and running it through antivirus software. "Do you need help with anything, besides the finer points of human skeletal structure?"
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
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MIMIC faced her again. "We do not understand. If the human skeletal structure had fine points, would they not pierce the epidermis and cause loss of bodily fluids?"
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Simone nodded "Thought that is true I can't however interact with the outside world." Eric responded "Alright We make you a physical body based on your avatar appearance...I just wish I knew how to pay for it."
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
"After the anatomy lesson will be the language concept of 'figures of speech'," Millie said with a wry grin. A [I]very[/I] full set of language programs had avoided that particular problem where Lexi had been concerned... "The human head can't turn all the way around without damaging the spinal cord, almost always resulting in death. If you turn your head more than about 90 degrees to either side, people seeing you will realize you are different. In this town that doesn't matter much, but until we find a way to convince the people who killed your creator that they shouldn't bother you, they might hear about it.
Once again, Millie's phone rang. If MIMIC's hearing was very good, he might hear: "Mom, I think you're needed in here. Mr. Price used the P-word. Not his name, the other one." "I'll be right in," Millie said, then turned back to MIMIC, "You're not the only person I'm helping today. Would you like to meet the others?"
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
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"The Creator gave us instructions to trust you, Millicent O'Brian. But he also told us to... make friends. We should not make friends because dividing the gestalt resulted in extreme peril for the Creator and other humans when it was attempted. We will ask that you make decisions for us until we better understand human interaction and speech." MIMIC said, looking up at her from where it had sat down.
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It took a moment for Millie to translate the difference between the two ways of "making friends". Or at least she thought she had. "I think you should avoid taking the form of your Creator or those who killed him, and also avoid taking any specific person's form, especially if they are well known or present. For now, your current form, or the form you wore when you were outside should do. But making friends in the sense of finding them is, I think, an essential part of what your Creator hoped I would teach you. Unfortunately, until we learn more about those who killed him, anyone who learns too much about you - like the name 'MIMIC' - could be at risk if they reveal that information. And I don't think my client in there needs any more risk." She pointed at the door marked "Laboratory". "So I'm thinking you should shift back into that humanoid form when meeting people, and think up a name to use while in it. Preferably one that won't attract unwanted attention."
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Meanwhile, after telling them "Something can be worked out, and we may as well find out exactly what you want," Lexi had questions for Mr. Price and Simone. "How tall should the body be? Do you want any changes to the avatar's appearance? What kind of power supply would you like?" She had the answers thrown up on the simulated TV screen, big enough for Mr. Price to read easily.
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MIMIC shifted back into the form it had used during its trip to Titan City. It was a basic form that Michael had created to help MIMIC escape. He'd made the face with an advanced facial recognition program and then paired it with pictures of a models body that he'd found online. He'd edited the pictures to remove or change identifying characteristics like moles, scars, and tattoos.
MIMIC thought for several seconds, then looked at Millicent again. "How do we choose a name?"
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"I say we should give Simone here an average 16 year old body form. The avatar appearance is about that age." He slid his fingers in his hair. "Hmm I think I can integrate some latest Night Industries advancements... that is unofficially. You be surprised how strict they are with technology secrets."
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"That depends, on whether you want your name to mean something, or just to designate you..." Millie turned her workstation on and logged in, connecting to a baby name website. "If it's just a designation, generate a random number or three, and use that to pick your name. But if you want to have a name that means something, take a look at these..."
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Lexi smiled. "Probably not. I've seen the ice they have on their system; I wouldn't try to hack it unless it was a matter of life or death." Her avatar picked up a game controller on the couch, and started using it. The list of features shrank down to the left half of the TV screen; the right half now displayed a human skeleton, obviously female and in her late teens to any forensic anthropologist. "So, about 167 centimeters? That's 5 foot six if you don't like metric..." The skeleton shrank a bit.
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"Don't have to remind me Lexi I'm a R and D lab tech for them." He takes out a flash drive from his pocket and inserts it into a port. "These aren't encrypted my own personal files. Designs for next generation synthetic muscles smaller micro fibers, interwoven produces twice the strength then what's on the market now." Simone looked at the display "Don't make it to muscular I don't want to look like some weight lifter." Eric chuckles "Would keep some of the boys from wondering if you're anatomically correct." "DAD!"
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The files were stored in Casey's extra-large memory. "I'll have to take a look at those when I get there," Lexi said. "That's a bit better than my myomers; it'll be interesting to see what comes of mixing ideas..." On the virtual TV, "Muscle Definition: 20%" appeared on the list, and musculature was added over the skeleton, followed by a thin layer of subcutaneous cushioning. "Casey, privacy screen please." As skin went over the top, two horizontal bars appeared on the wall monitor that displayed the virtual room, blocking Eric's view of portions of the VTV; Lexi and Simone still had the full view. The face on the VTV was now recognizably Simone's, and hair copied the color and style of her avatar. "I take it that you want full biomorphism and what Mama Marianne calls "Inappropriate Feedback Circuits"? Those are still experimental, by the way, haven't found anyone I wanted to test mine out with. And it could be worse, Simone, my moms were also worried about girls wondering that."
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MIMIC stepped over to the workstation, but instead of grasping the mouse, it reached out and interfaced directly with the computer. It ran through the entire name database in a blur, then disconnected and stepped back. It computed for a few seconds, then looked back to Millicent. "We like the name Adam. Is that acceptable?"
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"What is the function of this Inappropriate feedback circuit?" Simone asked. Eric tried not to blush and grumbled "That is something I will talk to you about later young lady. Right now we are focused on designing your body. Given her awareness is modeled after a human's she may eventually desire the effects of those circuits so go ahead and incorporate them."
Simone looked over to Lexi and softly "did I say something wrong? Dad's face turned all red."
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Millie nodded, only mildly surprised by the rapid download. "It should do. An old name, according to legend used by the first male of my species, but still in use. Also used in some literature as a name of a construct. Later, you can think about a family name. It's too bad using 'Skinner' would attract attention. Next question: do you want to work here while we find out about your enemies?"
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Lexi almost giggled. "Hold him to that, explaining that subject is a parent's duty. Now, do you like the proportions? And everything else? Any changes you want to make?"
There were some slight glitches in Lexi's speech, as if she was splitting her concentration again.
Outside, the lab's sensors noted the arrival of a known individual and did not sound a warning. But Lexi knocked anyway...
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"Work... yes, the Creator's last message did mention the possibility of needing to perform tasks for financial compensation. Yes, we will work here." MIMIC said, nodding.
"How will we learn more about those that are pursuing us?"
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As Lexi knocked at the door, Millie was answering MIMIC. "One way is by looking at pictures that people post online, and hopefully finding images of people or uniforms or symbols that match those you saw." She got up and opened the door. "Lexi, this is Adam; Adam, this is my youngest daughter Lexi. Adam has bad people trying to kill him, and maybe anyone who knows about him."
Lexi extended a hand "Pleased to meet you, Adam. Let me know if I can help you with your bad people."
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MIMIC reached out for Lexi's hand and shook it, smiling. But it paused as its sensors began returning abnormal readings about Lexi's composition. She appeared human, but she was most definitely not.
Unsure of how to proceed, MIMIC released her hand quickly and then moved between Lexi and Millie. "We believe that your daughter has been replaced with an artificial impostor, Millicent O'Brian." it said. Though MIMIC had no combat programming, it was prepared to defend Millicent, if necessary.
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Millie looked carefully at Lexi, going so far as to put on some goggles with lots of sensors built in, then smiled "If so, they did a very good job of mimicking - if you'll forgive the accidental pun - Marianne's and my crafting. But Lexi has been artificial since we made her last winter. If she was our natural daughter and was this grown up, she'd have to have been born about four years before Marianne and I met."
"Which would have made them about eleven or twelve years old, and there was a continent between them at the time, if I recall correctly. And I usually do." Lexi smiled, as well.
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MIMIC looked between Millie and Lexi with something akin to confusion in its eyes. "We apologize for our mistake. We have not learned enough about human physiology to accurately determine ages. Since we have inadvertently revealed our true nature, then we believe now is not the time for keeping secrets from those wishing to assist us."
With that, MIMIC turned back to Lexi and assumed its true form of the burnished silver humanoid. "Greetings, Lexi. We are MIMIC."
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Lexi smiled. "You met my mother less than half an hour ago, and you're already willing to put yourself between her and a threat? You have nothing to apologize for to me." To Millie, she asked, "Is this about that message you and Mama Marianne were looking at two weeks ago?"
"Yes. MIMIC's creator was killed, but not before he made preparations to save MIMIC. We have pictures of the actual killers on the office system now."
"But we don't know who they work for..." Lexi pulled a USB cable from her backpack, plugging one end into the port on Marianne's keyboard and the other behind her ear. A moment later she nodded. "I'll get copies to some of my online friends. They can look for that symbol, that combination of gear, in every conspiracy theorists' blogs, in news outlets, maybe even some police offices. If anyone has seen and recorded them, they'll have a good chance of finding out where and when. And they're all even better hackers than I am, they are not likely to be traced back, even if someone is watching one of those sites."
Millie nodded, and turned to MIMIC. "If they can't find any leads, then we would have to go with one of the other options. Going public with your existence is one, doing all the damage they fear at once. But this runs the risk that they may want revenge. Another option is to display some bait, and hope to catch a line that we can follow. But hopefully Lexi's friends will find something. And meanwhile, I have a new..." She looked at Lexi. "What relationship is he claiming?"
"He's Simone's father."
"A new father, with a child who needs my help. Shall we go inside?"
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MIMIC shifted back to Adam and nodded as well. "We do not know how we can render assistance to Simone or her father, but we are willing to make the attempt."
Adam followed the two women into the laboratory and looked around. The room reminded Adam of the place where it had spent most of its life to this point... the lab where it was first activated and where Michael the Creator had begun its programming. As Adam thought back on those times, it felt a flutter of what it had tentatively deemed as the emotion grief. This grief it felt was not pleasant, but it was directly connected to thoughts about Michael the Creator, so Adam was willing to bear it.
They approached the workstation where Eric was working on Simone. Adam peered at the project, its curiosity evident.
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The privacy bands on the wall screen expanded, there was now effectively more coverage than most swimsuits.
"Hello, Simone, I'm Dr. O'Brian. Mr. Price, Simone, this is my new assistant Adam. And I think you both know my daughter Lexi. Adam will be helping me fabricate components, starting with the visual sensors. And Mr. Price, we'll work out a payment plan after I've reviewed your requirements. I'm confident we can work something out."
Meanwhile, Lexi sat down and plugged herself into Casey. All trace of lag in her avatar vanished.
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"Perhaps a bit of shared technology. I already downloaded some of my nanite research including the adaptive nanites I designed." The dwarf looked up at Adam "Adam, nice to meet you. Not giving your last name huh." It wasn't quite a question then he shrugged and looked to the display for Simone. Simone was also looking over the makeup semantics for her physical body "What about my combat protocols? This body don't seem to fit the requirements." Eric blinked "What combat protocols?" Simone accessed the monitors and ran the protocol list stopping it at the combat listing. Eric again turned a bit red this time with a tad anger "No wonder the scanner didn't work. John used the Unit One Scanner interface..."
He rubs his temples "You alright Dad? Did I do something wrong." Eric sighed "No, just seems you're more literally my and Debbie's daughter then I first thought." He glanced around seeing the possible confused faces, one was Simone's. "The deep neurological scanners I was developing records what they pick up, partly for computerize learning, partly to increase the scanner and user interface. The Scanner John used to record Debbie's last thoughts was the one I used myself to pilot the Unit One combat prototype. So my brainwaves were in the database." He looked to Simone "Her mind quite literally a mixture of mine and Debbie's. That why it wasn't a pure copy and why she didn't get any of Debbies memories."
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"I'll have to take a look at it. If I can use it, that would likely more than cover the cost of a basic body..." Millie checked the files Eric had given her and looked up sharply at the words "combat protocols". After hearing Eric's explanation, she asked, "Simone, what would you be using the combat protocols for?"
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Simone tilted her virtual head and looked over the protocols again. "Many of these protocols are non-lethal in nature. Many list means of subduing threats without long term harm. As well as means of handling situations with hostages, and aiding and saving civilians. I would assume police or service operations would be the primary goal of these protocols." Eric nodded "Those were indeed Unit One's protocols, in other words Hero work."
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"I have no problem helping you do 'Hero Work'," Millie said. Lexi's avatar looked off towards a virtual bookshelf, for all the world as if she wanted to say something but thought it wouldn't be a good idea. "Let's take a look at where the current specs fall short...Strength is only 15, Dexterity 20, Hits 25, PD and ED of 5...That's on the MacDonald Hyperanthropology scale, by the way... No internal weapons..." She looked over at the protocol list Simone had brought up...
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Adam nodded to Eric and Simone, then stepped over to a fabrication workstation. It scanned the workstation and quickly determined how it functioned, then looked back to Millicent, remembering to use the proper pronoun for itself. "Dr. O'Brian, where would I find the diagrams for the visual sensors?"
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Eric rubs his temples. "Hold up, Simone isn't even a year old. Who said I will let her do hero work? Unit One and two were destroyed, her mother is dead, I don't want to lose her too." "Dad it's part of who I am. I can't ignore it." Sighing Eric responds "Unit One was designed for range combat tactics. If and I do mean IF I let you do this using range weapons and equipment would be best given those protocols are written with those tactics in mind."
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"There's a shortcut on the desktop labeled 'Rocky'. It opens up an interface optimized for this sort of job. Don't push the button labeled 'Import' just yet." Millie made a couple of changes in the file she was working on, then turned to Eric. "Empty sockets that can be filled when you think she's ready, or weapons under a parental lock? And here's a list of ranged weapons and specifications we can make, or you can let me know how big you want the sockets to be..."
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Adam nodded and turned back to the fabrication table workstation. It clicked on the 'Rocky' shortcut, which brought up the interface she'd spoken about. With just a bit of exploring, Adam located the diagrams for the visual sensors, along with a number of other diagrams. Enhancing its input sub-routines, Adam began visually copying the diagrams and the instructions on how to fabricate each one of them.
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What Adam found were a dozen sets of designs for visual sensors. Each design within a set had specifications and ranges of size; each set collectively covered a range of sizes from smaller than that of an infant to larger than the vast majority of "normal" humans. Three sets had tags indicating that they were suitable for fully biomorphic humaniform androids. Of these three sets, one was for eyes of approximately normal vision, one had somewhat improved distance vision, and one had an extended usable spectrum, from deep infrared to hard ultraviolet. Each of these types used different components for the lens and retinal sensors.
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With their talk of ranged combat, Adam reasoned that the most suitable set of visual sensors would be the ones with improved distance vision. It selected that diagram and opened it, then sent it to Eric's workstation so that he and Simone could take a look at it. "I think this will be the set that will best suit your needs."
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"I need some fresh air." WIth that Eric got up and kind of rudely headed out of the lab. Simone's avatar blinked and looked around "Is he mad at me?"
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"Lexi, could you and Adam keep Simone entertained? Maybe a game?" Millie asked.
"Sure thing." Lexi's avatar handed the game controller to Simone, then faded out as she removed the connecting cable. From a drawer in Casey's cabinet she pulled out two real game controllers, already connected to Casey, she handed one to Adam. The VTV briefly showed a "Do you wish to save your work?" window before the design interface saved and closed. A list of games came up, mostly aimed at grade-school children, and biased towards requiring hand-eye coordination. The remainder were mostly "House rules: If you have real hands, you have to use them. And if you don't, you have to use your avatar's hands. Only exception is if someone has hands that don't work well. Simone's choice for the game, but if you want a recommendation I'm partial to Sugar Rush."
Millie followed Eric outside. "You're just getting used to being a Father, and already she's talking about putting herself in harm's way. Gotta be hard."
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Simone nodded "I take your experience in this. lets play this Sugar Rush."
Eric was trying to calm himself when Millie came out as well. "Indeed and harder when I know where she gets it from. Debbie always was trying to help others even when on chemo she forced herself to go to the soup kitchen to help prepare meals for the needy. Combine that with the combat systems I myself used.. She hasn't even learned to walk for petes sake."
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Adam studied the controller. "I have never used one of these devices before. How does it make sugar rush?"
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"Sugar Rush is the name of the game; it's based on a fictitious game from a movie..." Lexi described the game, with its candy cars and improbably named characters, and the various hazards and benefits found along the race course, and then described how the game controllers were used...
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"'Everything comes too soon when it happens to our children'," Millie quoted. "I'm not sure about Simone, she may take longer, but it was less than a week after Marianne and I finished Lexi's body that she was trying to talk her way past Maul Security to help an emergent A.I. that was trapped in a shipping container. Another robot got there in time... Fortunately we got her enrolled in high school, she can have a little bit of a childhood, at least."
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Adam quickly absorbed everything that Lexi told them about the game and controller operation. Once she was finished, he nodded. "Very well, I'm ready."
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"Uncle John taught me to play Video games. At first preschool stuff, but now I beat him Immortal Kombat." She smiled "So I take the pink one!"
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Eric nodded "alright guess if she going to do something foolish best she be prepared. No onboard weapons, not even parental controlled. She maybe and AI, but I want her to feel as close to human as possible. As for the fighting, well I got an Idea of a battle mod system for the Unit program. A little reworking and it could be a combat armor chassis that can interface with Simone's own systems. Not to mention I can monitor and if need be override and bring her home with such a system."
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"I'll take diCaramello." The racer in a light brown outfit and chocolate pinstriping on her cart lit up. "And you, Adam?" asked Lexi.
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"Great idea! We can make her body first, then work on the armor. That'll give some time to be just a girl, first..." Millie nodded
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Adam wasn't sure who to choose, so it picked the question mark and let the game choose. The lit square spun around the selection screen and ended up on Adorabeezle Winterpop. Adam nodded and hit the button to confirm the choice. "I'm ready."
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The wall screen in the lab had opened two windows on the lower half, one each for Lexi and Adam. The main view had zoomed in, looking past Simone's avatar to the VTV, which showed her screen for the game, with insets for Lexi's and Adam's. Lexi had sat down cross-legged, her back against a cabinet, in front of her window. At the moment, each player's view of the game was identical:
Player 1: Taffyta Muttonfudge
Player 2: Crumbelina diCaramello
Player 3: Adorabeezle Winterpop
Player 4: Snowanna Rainbeau (computer)
Player 5: Gloyd Orangeboar (computer)
"Simone, you're player one, and the [I]Pink Lightning[/I] is one of the fastest carts in the game. Adam, you're player three, and the [I]Ice Rocket[/I] keeps most of its handling on wet and icy roads. My [I]Tira-Missile[/I] is not as fast, but I have better handling except where the road is wet or icy."
TRACK: FROSTY ALLEY
"Which looks like it may come up. Remember, avoid the cherry bombs and syrup slicks, and try to scoop up the candies."
The Starting line appeared, with the carts behind it. Each player had displayed in their screen a number, counting down...
3...
2...
1...
GO!
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Adam hit the accelerate button at the nanosecond the light changed and Ice Rocket took off. Almost immediately, there was a quarter-pipe curve covered in snow. Adam nudged the thumbstick over gently and Ice Rocket drifted up the side of the pipe as it curved around, then shot off the end of it sideways and hit a piece of candy in mid-air. The Ice Rocket came down on a sideways ramp and Adam activated his candy. A backwards-facing triangular arrangement of three pieces of candy corn appeared on the Ice Rocket's bumper.
With a quick look backwards, Adam lined his car up with another car behind him and hit the attack button. The three pieces of candy corn fired off of the turret and streaked through the air like unguided rockets.
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Simone was close on Adam's tail when she blinked as the candy corn missiles appeared. "OH... " She tried to maneuver away from them, but hit a frosting patch as the first struck and she spun around. "Okay this car maybe fast but handling sucks." Her avatar blinked back into place and she was off again having lost her place she kept an eye for another candy and spotted a blue one to her right. She moved to align with the ramp and flew into the air to get the blue jawbreaker candy. Now just to catch up with Adam for sweet revenge.
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"Alright I accept and let her be an adventurer. Now what about the cost, those synthetic muscles schematics are technically Night Industries so you wouldn't be able to use them right away. The Adaptive nanites I designed are my own." He took a deep breath "That something else I'm going to have to face. Night Industries going to be asking questions, they are very protective of their tech after all. Going to need documentation to prove I didn't use any patented designs and such for Simone. I already been through that mess when I took the contract for the Army."
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Lexi got off the mark with the rest off the pack, right behind Adam, but was already noticeably falling back when he launched his salvo. Rainbeau clipped her avoiding one of the projectiles, spinning out and regaining control in time to see Simone fly past her; Lexi only braked a bit, recovered from the forced swerve, and dodged a icing patch...
Leaderboard:
Player 3: Adorabeezle Winterpop
Player 5: Gloyd Orangeboar (computer)
Player 2: Crumbelina diCaramello
Player 1: Taffyta Muttonfudge
Player 4: Snowanna Rainbeau (computer)
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"We'll use my muscles for now, and replace them later if the ownership of your design can be settled. In fact, that may be the best option for everything except her brain: use components that are either off the shelf, M&O's IP, or is the joint IP of reasonable people like Ephesus University, or that you have clear ownership of already." MIllie smiled with a hint of menace. "The brain, of course, we just slap an anti-slavery suit on anyone who tries to claim it's theirs."
Foradain, Mage of Phoenix Rising.
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Racing ahead after dispensing his ordnance, Adam took another curve and flew off a ramp, entering a tunnel. As he did that, ice-cream cone shaped emplacements began firing globs of vanilla ice cream at his car. He swerved around the first three shots, but on the third he managed to dodge directly into a hot fudge trap. The gooey fudge immediately gummed up his wheels and his car slowed to about half of its speed. To add insult to injury, he was immediately tagged by an ice cream shot that knocked him sideways into a wall.
As he was getting back up to speed, Gloyd and Crumbelina came flying past him, with Taffyta not far behind.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
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