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spellfile) wrote in
knightsoflegend2016-04-06 12:56 pm
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london ♔ stand across the wire

Technologic [fool remix] - Daftpunk
WHO || Lila, Astrid, Faye, Topher, Zero, One, GLaDOS
WHAT || Lila and Zero go to confront the technomage One, with a little help from their friends...
WHERE || Downtown London, CalTech building
WHEN || Late March, 2015 [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam
It's been a couple of months since the hacker who goes by the moniker "One" assisted in the attack on the Knights' castle, with the inside assistance of the Artificial Intelligence-turned-human GLaDOS. Zero has good reason to believe, however, that One hasn't left - that he's waiting for him to come face him, and that the stage he's set for the showdown is the CalTech building in the city, whose employees are off for the week. Realizing it's likely a trap, Zero's stacked his chips on setting a counter-trap - uploading a virus designed by himself and Topher Brink into the now-cyborg Faye Chamberlain's brain, assuming that he is going to try to hack into her and turn her against them.
They arrive at the building as the sun is going down, staring up at the building that has a light show of digital streams coursing down the front of it, drawing a snort from Zero.
"Theatrical jackass."

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[and he just pounds a scrawny hand into an equally scrawny fist.] She's going down.
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That's so fucked up. She's such a crazy bitch.
[i mean. she's not wrong. but also she will start looking for a way out of the room??? spot 35 even tho i don't imagine she'll see anything she didn't see last time they all spot checked around but w/e]
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because at that moment, the floor disappears. or rather, they each start to plummet and then hit a small curved ramp, one of many that crisscross and twist through the black nothingness around them still suspended between those bizarre code-lined walls. each of them has to make a reflex save (DC 15) to make a safe and sound landing... zero glances off the first one and only just manages to grip the edge of the next one down, left hanging there, eyes wide. ] Are you fucking kidding me?
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You weren't even in Germany. It was like this but worse. [huff] I mean ... maybe. What other options do we have?
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byeeeeeee]
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Faye!
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[but he'll jump after them anyway, because... such is life.]
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What the fuck is that? [ gonna move forward and reach out to not actually fucking touch it because she's not a moron, she's just curious, drawing her hand back before she reaches it. ]
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[ light emerges from the grid, the pattern shifting across faye's body with lancing lasers that scan every inch of her body, before blinking a few times and leaving her still enclosed in the shell ] Test results verify that the subject possesses a body that is inherently cybernetic, despite all exterior appearances.
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Just her nervous system!!
[like that's... sticking up for faye???? ok...]
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Hey! Get your weird tests out of me!
[Unless this will trigger the virus they put in her. But she's seriously not cool with this TSA body scan bs.]
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Mobility.
It's something you humans take for granted, isn't it?
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What the hell is that supposed to mean?
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Convenient of you to bring one right to me.
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Get bent, you toaster!
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