Taylor can make AIs, but with a twist!
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Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
I've been frequently posting on this site so some people might already know me... but anyway, this is Levelgap.
If you don't know, I am originally a fanfic writer from ffnet, and have made some posts through SB, QQ, and finally here on SV. Being someone who started on ffnet, I am pretty bad at writing.
Like, troll levels of bad!
I can't do proper grammar, or even simple English structure.
While not new, I am also recently into Worm. Which means, I didn't have that much knowledge (more so if we're going to talk about it's sequels). Most of my knowledge came from the fanfic (mostly on SB).
Now with that out of the way, let me tell you about this story.
So I was trying to take a rest because of my second dosage of vaccine. But just lying on the bed doesn't suit me at all. Though, I can't even continue my quest because my mind is in a jumble.
Then this idea plagues me, which just causes more headache. Even when I tried to forget about this idea and look at my ceiling like an idiot, these idea just kept bugging me. In the end, I decided to put this idea here.
My first plan is to turn this into a quest, but seeing that I already have a lot of active quest, I decided to put this on the User Fiction. Another factor why I put this here because I can't think of any appropriate way how the mechanics of this idea will turn if I put it as a quest.
So the idea is... it's a spoiler, so the only hint I will give is that Taylor acquired a new power after the locker (usual plot, I know!)
She thought she got a simple Tinker ability. Pretty strong in her mind, but she is also scared of letting others know of it. What she got is the ability to create AI.
Or she thought it is her ability. There is a twist with that... and I won't say much because that's too much of a spoiler for what I planned on this story.
You can find out more as the story progresses...
I don't know if I'll ever progress here, seeing that I am just dumping this idea here. Maybe I'll update this when I have time?
For now, enjoy this story!~
If you don't know, I am originally a fanfic writer from ffnet, and have made some posts through SB, QQ, and finally here on SV. Being someone who started on ffnet, I am pretty bad at writing.
Like, troll levels of bad!
I can't do proper grammar, or even simple English structure.
While not new, I am also recently into Worm. Which means, I didn't have that much knowledge (more so if we're going to talk about it's sequels). Most of my knowledge came from the fanfic (mostly on SB).
Now with that out of the way, let me tell you about this story.
So I was trying to take a rest because of my second dosage of vaccine. But just lying on the bed doesn't suit me at all. Though, I can't even continue my quest because my mind is in a jumble.
Then this idea plagues me, which just causes more headache. Even when I tried to forget about this idea and look at my ceiling like an idiot, these idea just kept bugging me. In the end, I decided to put this idea here.
My first plan is to turn this into a quest, but seeing that I already have a lot of active quest, I decided to put this on the User Fiction. Another factor why I put this here because I can't think of any appropriate way how the mechanics of this idea will turn if I put it as a quest.
So the idea is... it's a spoiler, so the only hint I will give is that Taylor acquired a new power after the locker (usual plot, I know!)
She thought she got a simple Tinker ability. Pretty strong in her mind, but she is also scared of letting others know of it. What she got is the ability to create AI.
Or she thought it is her ability. There is a twist with that... and I won't say much because that's too much of a spoiler for what I planned on this story.
You can find out more as the story progresses...
I don't know if I'll ever progress here, seeing that I am just dumping this idea here. Maybe I'll update this when I have time?
For now, enjoy this story!~
In a two story house from a local residence, on the living room, there is a lanky tall girl wearing glasses who is facing an old, antique computer. A series of keyboard noises resounded on this silent room as her focus is solely on the screen of the computer.
'Just a bit more!' She thought, excitement slowly budding within her. Until a final press of the Enter key, she stood up with a look of accomplishment. "Finally!"
In front of her screen, majority of her desktop is being occupied by a black and white panel. From there is just a black dot. Besides it is another panel where a string of characters full of programming jargons are located.
The glasses girl took a breathe as she slowly put her hands on the mouse. The cursor slowly moves onto the [DEPLOY] option. A click, and then the black dot on the panel made a pulse. The programming panel on the side automatically closing after it.
The black pixelated dot continue to create pulses, which can be vaguely heard by her low quality speakers. The sound is honestly choppy, and the girl is thinking about changing it if she have money.
In fact, she is thinking about changing into a better one, having felt it hard to program with this low quality computer.
"But if my theory is correct..." She mutters, staring carefully at the black pixel.
The pixelated dot slowly pulses for awhile, before a prompt was suddenly made.
[MOTHER]
Taylor Hebert, the girl with the glasses, smiled with her wide lips. Her fist pumped and her breathing a bit fast. "Yes! It works!" She exclaimed, excitement evident in her voice.
After five days of going to her computer, putting up codes and whatnots that she somehow knows, and then taking care of all the errors along the way, along with the problem of her antique computer being slow, school, and trying to make this a secret to her Dad, she finally managed to create her own AI.
After she has woken up to a hospital, ideas are just flooding through her. She is skeptical at first, thinking it all hallucinations. It was when she came back home and try a simple code that she learned that she can actually do programming, at an advance level at that.
It's to the point that she can't even call her programming class as programming anymore when she compared it to what she suddenly knows.
After that, she tries to create an actual program for the first time. An AI that she knew she can create.
She learned from the wiki and lurking on PHO about the ban for making AI, mostly because those are intelligent and Tinkers making those are illegal. There is a crime for making intelligent creations.
But she really wanted to create one. She is not really forced, but she felt it would be a waste just letting these ideas stay in her mind.
So she wanted to create an AI. Because she is just starting, she decided to make the standard AI that is within her mind.
[QUERY]
Seeing the prompt on the black and white panel, Taylor took a sit before looking for the notepad. After opening it, she type a string of words.
Can you read this?
[CONFIRMATION]
Taylor felt elated, seeing that even outside it's program, it can still see what is happening on the desktop. Another string of words were typed by her.
Can you upgrade this computer?
Taylor is really hoping for that. She only made the AI, not connected to the internet and isolated in this computer system, so she can upgrade it without hitting the red lights from any authority. She didn't want to be arrested just because someone just detected that her computer is containing an AI.
[AGREEMENT]
After hearing it's affirmation, Taylor decided to ask one last thing.
How much time do you need?
She didn't want the update to get as long as twelve or so hours. She is scared of her Dad catching up to it.
[ESTIMATION : 10 Minutes]
Taylor heaved a sigh of relief, seeing that it can be done with that short time.
Okay, begin the upgrades then.
[AGREEMENT]
With that, Taylor took the time to sit there and stared at the pulsing black dot. She can see a loading bar, a percentage rate above it, and a timer above the percentage rate.
'So it is intelligent. It can understand what I am asking even when it's not on it's programming.' She thought with a smile to her face.
With this, she has been truly convinced. She is a Parahuman. A term used by the locals of this world, detailing humans who acquired powers.
As her thoughts are focused on the things she wanted to do next, the internals of the computer is quickly being upgraded. She decided to wait for it, her hands grasping her chair with her feet tapping the ground.
'I wonder what kind of changes it will make?'
She really have no idea. She just made the AI, thinking that it will be some super special program that can do impossible things, just like how she reads most Tinkers does with their techs.
A minute passed, and another. It felt like an eternity to her as she waited for the loading to be finish. The tapping of her foot can be heard around the room, her finger unconsciously tapping the side of her chair.
[COMPLETED]
After that, it was done.
Taylor quickly took to testing the upgrades. She is surprised to feel the smoothness of the mouse despite it's exterior still being it's old, antique look. The keyboard are also easy to push now, unlike awhile ago when it is making those loud noises. She tries to go to the personal computer section, checking what changed. She froze at the first thing she saw...
"What the fuck is a Googolbytes!?"
I know there is no Googolbytes. I am just making that up.
Anyway, that's all. See you next time!~
Anyway, that's all. See you next time!~
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Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
Going to school felt like a chore. Enter the entrance, walk to the hallway, try not to attract attention, attract attention anyway, get bullied, go to class, get bullied again, go to cafeteria, get bullied once again, class, bullied, then be bullied again before leaving the school.
It's a pain, and Taylor is fed up at this.
She have came back home, her steps are more like stomps as she throws her bag to the couch.
"Fucking bitches!" She yelled, her fist clenched as she let her butt fall to the couch without regards. She didn't care even when she is currently smelling funny today. "Dammit!" She slammed her fist on the couch as she gnashes her teeth.
Then she glances at their old computer. Her rage slowly abating as her thoughts came back on what happened yesterday.
"Right. I have to check it out..." She pinched her nose when she just stood up to get there. "... After I clean myself."
After taking a bath and wearing a fresh set of clothes, taking a gulp of water, and then thinking and failing to find a solution how to clean her bag, she finally get to her computer and booted it up.
[MOTHER]
That's the first prompt she saw just when the desktop appeared. The black and white panel seems to have acquired some depth in it, and there are some upgrades on it's graphics.
It still looks like black and white pixels, but it's not just a dot and have color depth now.
'So even when it's turned off, my AI can still upgrade itself?'
Her eyes widened at this realization, which soon turned into a grin. Her problems awhile ago totally forgotten as she took the time to check on her program.
She opens a new tab, a programming panel, and then look at the codes within it. She can see that the standard code within it has drastically changed. She still somehow can understand it, but it is pretty overwhelming, seeing countless amount of texts and codes that seemingly came from nowhere. There are also words and codes within it that can't be possibly typed by the keyboard.
She wonders how did the AI upgrades itself.
She checks the internet and is glad to see that it is off. It seems like her AI took her orders seriously.
[QUERY]
Hearing the clear monotone from the screen, she looks with her mouth agape at the speaker, before becoming more excited.
"Okay. My program is amazing!" She exclaimed happily, her hands pumped.
Just this once, she let herself be happy. She is not that confident in herself, but having done something amazing for once, she felt she deserved enjoying it.
She looks at the program again. 'What should I do next?' She contemplated.
With her thoughts, she recalled about the event on the school today. How they managed to sabotage her again before she managed to pass her project. How her math teacher decided to give him a math essay, in document form tomorrow.
He didn't even ask her how she didn't managed to pass her math project.
Then there is the other bullying, like throwing some stink balloons on her when class ended.
Her mind focuses on the math essay, and thinks about it for a bit before turning to her computer and typed something.
Can you create a document for me?
[AGREEMENT]
Seeing that, she typed about her required essay. In a second that it took to blink, a document has already been presented at her. It has been displayed on the screen in her MS Word.
She reviewed the essay, and is actually impressed to see complex yet comprehensible essay about the math topic that her math teacher taught awhile ago.
Thank you!
[SATISFACTION]
With that, she decided to wrap this up and look for a flash drive.
"Wait. I don't have one!" She realized in horror.
Taylor's face scrunched up in frustration, her temper almost rising up at this blunder. 'I have been too focused on my AI that I forgot a simple thing like that!' She grip the handle of her chair.
[CONCERN]
Taylor turned to the prompt and is surprised by what she see. 'Can it hear me?' She thought in wonder.
As her thoughts are still processing at it's apparent capability to hear auditory noises, she saw the MS Word opened again and all the pages of the document surprisingly being binded like a book. Her eyes widened as the binded document slowly passes the screen of her monitor.
Slowly, it landed on the computer table, which almost fell if not for her hands unconsciously moving to grab it.
Her eyes are still widened, her mouth agape as she saw something amazing that it just did.
'Did it just materialize a freaking document out of the screen!?'
It's a pain, and Taylor is fed up at this.
She have came back home, her steps are more like stomps as she throws her bag to the couch.
"Fucking bitches!" She yelled, her fist clenched as she let her butt fall to the couch without regards. She didn't care even when she is currently smelling funny today. "Dammit!" She slammed her fist on the couch as she gnashes her teeth.
Then she glances at their old computer. Her rage slowly abating as her thoughts came back on what happened yesterday.
"Right. I have to check it out..." She pinched her nose when she just stood up to get there. "... After I clean myself."
After taking a bath and wearing a fresh set of clothes, taking a gulp of water, and then thinking and failing to find a solution how to clean her bag, she finally get to her computer and booted it up.
[MOTHER]
That's the first prompt she saw just when the desktop appeared. The black and white panel seems to have acquired some depth in it, and there are some upgrades on it's graphics.
It still looks like black and white pixels, but it's not just a dot and have color depth now.
'So even when it's turned off, my AI can still upgrade itself?'
Her eyes widened at this realization, which soon turned into a grin. Her problems awhile ago totally forgotten as she took the time to check on her program.
She opens a new tab, a programming panel, and then look at the codes within it. She can see that the standard code within it has drastically changed. She still somehow can understand it, but it is pretty overwhelming, seeing countless amount of texts and codes that seemingly came from nowhere. There are also words and codes within it that can't be possibly typed by the keyboard.
She wonders how did the AI upgrades itself.
She checks the internet and is glad to see that it is off. It seems like her AI took her orders seriously.
[QUERY]
Hearing the clear monotone from the screen, she looks with her mouth agape at the speaker, before becoming more excited.
"Okay. My program is amazing!" She exclaimed happily, her hands pumped.
Just this once, she let herself be happy. She is not that confident in herself, but having done something amazing for once, she felt she deserved enjoying it.
She looks at the program again. 'What should I do next?' She contemplated.
With her thoughts, she recalled about the event on the school today. How they managed to sabotage her again before she managed to pass her project. How her math teacher decided to give him a math essay, in document form tomorrow.
He didn't even ask her how she didn't managed to pass her math project.
Then there is the other bullying, like throwing some stink balloons on her when class ended.
Her mind focuses on the math essay, and thinks about it for a bit before turning to her computer and typed something.
Can you create a document for me?
[AGREEMENT]
Seeing that, she typed about her required essay. In a second that it took to blink, a document has already been presented at her. It has been displayed on the screen in her MS Word.
She reviewed the essay, and is actually impressed to see complex yet comprehensible essay about the math topic that her math teacher taught awhile ago.
Thank you!
[SATISFACTION]
With that, she decided to wrap this up and look for a flash drive.
"Wait. I don't have one!" She realized in horror.
Taylor's face scrunched up in frustration, her temper almost rising up at this blunder. 'I have been too focused on my AI that I forgot a simple thing like that!' She grip the handle of her chair.
[CONCERN]
Taylor turned to the prompt and is surprised by what she see. 'Can it hear me?' She thought in wonder.
As her thoughts are still processing at it's apparent capability to hear auditory noises, she saw the MS Word opened again and all the pages of the document surprisingly being binded like a book. Her eyes widened as the binded document slowly passes the screen of her monitor.
Slowly, it landed on the computer table, which almost fell if not for her hands unconsciously moving to grab it.
Her eyes are still widened, her mouth agape as she saw something amazing that it just did.
'Did it just materialize a freaking document out of the screen!?'
So I am trying to sleep, but I only kept having a short nap before being woken up... and I don't know why...
I decided write this chapter while waiting myself to get sleepy again.
Hope you enjoy!~
I decided write this chapter while waiting myself to get sleepy again.
Hope you enjoy!~
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Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
First thing in the morning, she passed her essay to the faculty before going to her class.
After that, she let the school day passes, her thoughts only focused on her AI. The Trio and their hanger ons are totally ignored.
Even when she was tripped up or her meal thrown out, she calm herself down by thinking about her AI.
She managed to endure the whole day there and got to her house without her temper going up. Her feet hastily moving to her sit before booting up her computer.
[MOTHER]
The familiar sound of her AI greeting. Taylor decided to reply back to it.
Good afternoon.
[SATISFACTION]
Seeing that, Taylor decided to begin her next project as she looks at her AI.
She has been thinking about this for awhile. She wanted to create a new AI. An AI that is specialized on stealth.
She saw her AI evolving at an insane rate, though it seems like it was requesting her for more [DATA], and looking through it's codes she saw that it meant it wanted more information on the outside world.
She is nervous. She didn't want to hit a red flag and someone to knock her door, only to see herself in cuffs and taken to prison. She didn't want her AI to be terminated.
But she didn't have the heart to limit the AI on it's own little world. It has been obedient, and is very intelligent in it's own right. It would feel like caging a pet forever, and she didn't want to do that.
So begins making new codes on the existing program.
Even though it evolved, and a lot of codes have been added on it's system, she can still add or edit some of those parts to create a new subset for the main program. She didn't know how but she can comprehend all the things written on it, even though 99% of what's written in there are utter nonsense, gibberish even on programming.
In a way that makes her amazed, she scroll through the codes, stops on an exact section she is looking for, and then begin making changes. She instinctively knew where each strings of codes she needs to change to create a new subset for her program.
Already, the black and white panel is showing some changes. An 8-Bit outline of a circle occurs besides the pulsing black pixel. A thin pixelated line connected the two of it.
She goes to the last page, and finally put a name to the subset.
'Let's call it Mystery.' Her hands hovers through her keyboard, pushing through keys and finally hitting Enter.
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : MYSTERY]
Taylor smiled, seeing that the added AI has been established. It has been linked by her main AI.
'Right... what about my first AI?' She thought in wonder.
Even though the other is just an extension to the main AI, she felt it would be weird to just leave it unnamed. It is intelligent, so she thinks it might also have some feelings, and that might cause it to sulk.
So she decided to look through the codes until she got to the string of codes that indicates it's designation.
"Right. How about I called you First?" Taylor asked as she felt a bit sheepish.
She knows she is not good at naming things. Already, she is becoming a bit embarrassed and nervous that her AI is disappointed at it.
[AGREEMENT]
But her sheepish look bloomed into a smile as her slouched posture straightened up.
"Oh. Then..." Another set of keyboard noises. "... done!" She said with a push of the Enter.
With that, the main AI... First, has been finally named.
"Okay. I don't know if it's safe. So, I want to test it out first." She told them before opening the Wi Fi of her computer.
They didn't have their personal internet, but at least there is a free internet service for the residence. Though it is pretty slow.
After connecting to the internet, it seems like her two AIs are sending [GRATITUDE] messages on her way as they lurk through the net.
"Please. Just go to the public domains first. I wouldn't want you to go around sneaking on anything that have an encryption."
[AGREEMENT]
[AGREEMENT]
"Also, please make sure none would detect you. I'd hate it if you are caught by someone."
[AGREEMENT]
[AGREEMENT]
Taylor wanted to say more, but she decided to let them be for now. She made sure that they just stay on safe servers for now. They are pretty obedient of her, so she thinks they won't just go on a rampage.
'.... Am I jinxing myself?' She stared at her programs in suspicion.
She can see her computer opening tabs after tabs after tabs, going around the thousands of tabs and reading through any publicly available articles. A cold sweat drop to her face at this spectacle.
"... Hey, are you sure your hiding your traces?"
[AFFIRMATIVE]
She saw that it was Mystery who answered her.
Still nervous, she looks through the codes and saw Mystery operating under her orders. In a time it took First to visit a new public domain, Mystery already hides all of their traces. This operation works in a single zeptosecond.
Feeling satisfied about it, she decided to leave it to them.
'... I think I'll make a new subset tomorrow just for added security.' She thought to herself.
After that, she let the school day passes, her thoughts only focused on her AI. The Trio and their hanger ons are totally ignored.
Even when she was tripped up or her meal thrown out, she calm herself down by thinking about her AI.
She managed to endure the whole day there and got to her house without her temper going up. Her feet hastily moving to her sit before booting up her computer.
[MOTHER]
The familiar sound of her AI greeting. Taylor decided to reply back to it.
Good afternoon.
[SATISFACTION]
Seeing that, Taylor decided to begin her next project as she looks at her AI.
She has been thinking about this for awhile. She wanted to create a new AI. An AI that is specialized on stealth.
She saw her AI evolving at an insane rate, though it seems like it was requesting her for more [DATA], and looking through it's codes she saw that it meant it wanted more information on the outside world.
She is nervous. She didn't want to hit a red flag and someone to knock her door, only to see herself in cuffs and taken to prison. She didn't want her AI to be terminated.
But she didn't have the heart to limit the AI on it's own little world. It has been obedient, and is very intelligent in it's own right. It would feel like caging a pet forever, and she didn't want to do that.
So begins making new codes on the existing program.
Even though it evolved, and a lot of codes have been added on it's system, she can still add or edit some of those parts to create a new subset for the main program. She didn't know how but she can comprehend all the things written on it, even though 99% of what's written in there are utter nonsense, gibberish even on programming.
In a way that makes her amazed, she scroll through the codes, stops on an exact section she is looking for, and then begin making changes. She instinctively knew where each strings of codes she needs to change to create a new subset for her program.
Already, the black and white panel is showing some changes. An 8-Bit outline of a circle occurs besides the pulsing black pixel. A thin pixelated line connected the two of it.
She goes to the last page, and finally put a name to the subset.
'Let's call it Mystery.' Her hands hovers through her keyboard, pushing through keys and finally hitting Enter.
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : MYSTERY]
Taylor smiled, seeing that the added AI has been established. It has been linked by her main AI.
'Right... what about my first AI?' She thought in wonder.
Even though the other is just an extension to the main AI, she felt it would be weird to just leave it unnamed. It is intelligent, so she thinks it might also have some feelings, and that might cause it to sulk.
So she decided to look through the codes until she got to the string of codes that indicates it's designation.
"Right. How about I called you First?" Taylor asked as she felt a bit sheepish.
She knows she is not good at naming things. Already, she is becoming a bit embarrassed and nervous that her AI is disappointed at it.
[AGREEMENT]
But her sheepish look bloomed into a smile as her slouched posture straightened up.
"Oh. Then..." Another set of keyboard noises. "... done!" She said with a push of the Enter.
With that, the main AI... First, has been finally named.
"Okay. I don't know if it's safe. So, I want to test it out first." She told them before opening the Wi Fi of her computer.
They didn't have their personal internet, but at least there is a free internet service for the residence. Though it is pretty slow.
After connecting to the internet, it seems like her two AIs are sending [GRATITUDE] messages on her way as they lurk through the net.
"Please. Just go to the public domains first. I wouldn't want you to go around sneaking on anything that have an encryption."
[AGREEMENT]
[AGREEMENT]
"Also, please make sure none would detect you. I'd hate it if you are caught by someone."
[AGREEMENT]
[AGREEMENT]
Taylor wanted to say more, but she decided to let them be for now. She made sure that they just stay on safe servers for now. They are pretty obedient of her, so she thinks they won't just go on a rampage.
'.... Am I jinxing myself?' She stared at her programs in suspicion.
She can see her computer opening tabs after tabs after tabs, going around the thousands of tabs and reading through any publicly available articles. A cold sweat drop to her face at this spectacle.
"... Hey, are you sure your hiding your traces?"
[AFFIRMATIVE]
She saw that it was Mystery who answered her.
Still nervous, she looks through the codes and saw Mystery operating under her orders. In a time it took First to visit a new public domain, Mystery already hides all of their traces. This operation works in a single zeptosecond.
Feeling satisfied about it, she decided to leave it to them.
'... I think I'll make a new subset tomorrow just for added security.' She thought to herself.
I still feel a bit wonky. I'll continue my quest after a few days. Don't worry.
For now, enjoy this one!~
For now, enjoy this one!~
Pixel 1.4
Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
After waving her hand at her Dad, she goes back to her computer and boot it up.
It is currently weekend, and fortunately, her teachers haven't given any homework for them. So she can concentrate on her computer.
[MOTHER]
[PROGENITOR]
It seems like Mystery calls her a progenitor. She wonders why it is?
Good morning.
I'll be creating a new subset for increased security.
[AGREEMENT]
[AGREEMENT]
She put her hands on her keyboard and started working on her magic.
She scrolls through their codes, looking for the sections where can add and change it for a new subset. Her hands moves quickly, typing a string of words in less than a minute.
'Let's see... for added security, I need someone who can look through things. Something like a surveillance system.' Her hands hovers through the keys, her eyes just focused on the screen. 'If I put this code here, replace this with another value, and then... there!'
Her hands stops as she looks at the results of her codes. In the black and white panel, she saw another change within it. The black pixel has become a bit larger, and the 8-bit circular outline became a 16-bit circular outline. It is now located inside the large black pixel.
Besides the pulsing large black pixel, there is an 8-bit circular outline, and in the middle of that outline is a pixel dot. It is connected by a small pixelated line to the pulsing black pixel.
She check the codes with a quick scroll, before nodding to herself.
"I'll call you... Surveillance, I think?" She push the keys on the keyboard.
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : SURVEILLANCE]
She smiled, before quickly making new orders.
"Okay. I want you to look for anything tracing us. Anyone trying to breach our security and targeting us. Can you do that?"
[AGREEMENT]
She smiled before stretching her arms and looking at the clock. She saw that lunch time has already passed. Along with that, she felt her stomach growling.
She flushed in embarrassment and take a peek on the computer. She is surprised when she saw the Paint Tool being opened. An image of burger is being quickly drawn on the screen. In just a second, a realistic looking burger, with complete fillings and toppings, has been drawn on it. It looks so realistic, that it looks like it has been taken by a high quality camera.
The drawn image then slowly moves out of her screen monitor, it's size the same as the one the screen. Then she took it in her hands before it fell over.
"... Oh... crap. I almost forgot you can do this." She mutters to herself as she stared at the burger in her hands. "Thanks... I guess?"
[SATISFACTION]
[SATISFACTION]
[SATISFACTION]
She looks at it for a bit more. Trying to feel it's texture. Seeing if it is really edible.
'Ah! Whatever! I'll just get to it after I tasted this!' She closes her eyes and took the plunge. "Hm.... this is surprisingly tasty!" She exclaimed, surprised evident in her tone.
Though, she is curious how they managed to learn about this burger.
"How did you know about this?" She asked in curiosity.
Her computer suddenly made a lot of tabs and shows her different articles, videos, and images of people eating on fast food restaurants.
"Ah, I see."
After that, she took bites of the burger as she looks at her programs putting tabs and other things. Her grip on her half eaten burger tightens, her mind wandering on something.
"... Right!" A realization was made, she quickly put her half eaten food on the table before typing something.
Can you make me a computer set?
'If they can materialize almost anything, I think they could also do that, right?'
[NEGATIVE]
Her smile froze as she saw that prompt, and her good mood has been slightly ruined.
[PROPOSAL]
After that prompt, MS Word has been opened then a hundred pages of codes has been written in there.
Taylor at first didn't understand, but then she realized what it meant.
"So it will become possible if I create another subset?"
[AFFIRMATIVE]
"Ok. I'll do it then!"
Taylor passed the whole afternoon writing codes.
"And then it's done!"
With a final click, a new subset has been created.
"I'll name this one Innovation!"
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : INNOVATION]
In the black and white panel, she can see an 8-Bit square, with two oblong intersecting inside it. It is located besides the large pulsing black pixel, on the opposite side of the 8-Bit circular outline with a small dot inside it.
[PROPOSAL]
And then, the first thing Innovation did is to ask for permission.
"What is it?"
With her question, a simple request has been made. Taylor looks at the request written on the Notepad, and then she slowly nodded.
"So long as you don't get caught. I would hate it if someone managed to get a hit on us."
[AGREEMENT]
Taylor is still nervous, but she thinks she can trust them. They have been too obedient to her since she created them.
"Well, Innovation just asked to create minor systems for itself. It will help me in the long run... I think?"
She can only hope for that.
It is currently weekend, and fortunately, her teachers haven't given any homework for them. So she can concentrate on her computer.
[MOTHER]
[PROGENITOR]
It seems like Mystery calls her a progenitor. She wonders why it is?
Good morning.
I'll be creating a new subset for increased security.
[AGREEMENT]
[AGREEMENT]
She put her hands on her keyboard and started working on her magic.
She scrolls through their codes, looking for the sections where can add and change it for a new subset. Her hands moves quickly, typing a string of words in less than a minute.
'Let's see... for added security, I need someone who can look through things. Something like a surveillance system.' Her hands hovers through the keys, her eyes just focused on the screen. 'If I put this code here, replace this with another value, and then... there!'
Her hands stops as she looks at the results of her codes. In the black and white panel, she saw another change within it. The black pixel has become a bit larger, and the 8-bit circular outline became a 16-bit circular outline. It is now located inside the large black pixel.
Besides the pulsing large black pixel, there is an 8-bit circular outline, and in the middle of that outline is a pixel dot. It is connected by a small pixelated line to the pulsing black pixel.
She check the codes with a quick scroll, before nodding to herself.
"I'll call you... Surveillance, I think?" She push the keys on the keyboard.
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : SURVEILLANCE]
She smiled, before quickly making new orders.
"Okay. I want you to look for anything tracing us. Anyone trying to breach our security and targeting us. Can you do that?"
[AGREEMENT]
She smiled before stretching her arms and looking at the clock. She saw that lunch time has already passed. Along with that, she felt her stomach growling.
She flushed in embarrassment and take a peek on the computer. She is surprised when she saw the Paint Tool being opened. An image of burger is being quickly drawn on the screen. In just a second, a realistic looking burger, with complete fillings and toppings, has been drawn on it. It looks so realistic, that it looks like it has been taken by a high quality camera.
The drawn image then slowly moves out of her screen monitor, it's size the same as the one the screen. Then she took it in her hands before it fell over.
"... Oh... crap. I almost forgot you can do this." She mutters to herself as she stared at the burger in her hands. "Thanks... I guess?"
[SATISFACTION]
[SATISFACTION]
[SATISFACTION]
She looks at it for a bit more. Trying to feel it's texture. Seeing if it is really edible.
'Ah! Whatever! I'll just get to it after I tasted this!' She closes her eyes and took the plunge. "Hm.... this is surprisingly tasty!" She exclaimed, surprised evident in her tone.
Though, she is curious how they managed to learn about this burger.
"How did you know about this?" She asked in curiosity.
Her computer suddenly made a lot of tabs and shows her different articles, videos, and images of people eating on fast food restaurants.
"Ah, I see."
After that, she took bites of the burger as she looks at her programs putting tabs and other things. Her grip on her half eaten burger tightens, her mind wandering on something.
"... Right!" A realization was made, she quickly put her half eaten food on the table before typing something.
Can you make me a computer set?
'If they can materialize almost anything, I think they could also do that, right?'
[NEGATIVE]
Her smile froze as she saw that prompt, and her good mood has been slightly ruined.
[PROPOSAL]
After that prompt, MS Word has been opened then a hundred pages of codes has been written in there.
Taylor at first didn't understand, but then she realized what it meant.
"So it will become possible if I create another subset?"
[AFFIRMATIVE]
"Ok. I'll do it then!"
Taylor passed the whole afternoon writing codes.
"And then it's done!"
With a final click, a new subset has been created.
"I'll name this one Innovation!"
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : INNOVATION]
In the black and white panel, she can see an 8-Bit square, with two oblong intersecting inside it. It is located besides the large pulsing black pixel, on the opposite side of the 8-Bit circular outline with a small dot inside it.
[PROPOSAL]
And then, the first thing Innovation did is to ask for permission.
"What is it?"
With her question, a simple request has been made. Taylor looks at the request written on the Notepad, and then she slowly nodded.
"So long as you don't get caught. I would hate it if someone managed to get a hit on us."
[AGREEMENT]
Taylor is still nervous, but she thinks she can trust them. They have been too obedient to her since she created them.
"Well, Innovation just asked to create minor systems for itself. It will help me in the long run... I think?"
She can only hope for that.
Hope you like this! See you next time!~~
Pixel 1.5
Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
Early in the morning, after seeing her Dad off, she quickly goes to her computer and boot it up.
[MOTHER]
[PROGENITOR]
[PROGENITOR]
[PROGENITOR]
[ANCESTOR]
[ANCESTOR]
[ANCESTOR]
[ANCESTOR]
[ANCESTOR]
She is surprised to see a lot of additions in those prompts and the changes on her program.
Instead of a black and white panel, now it have some reddish hue in it. The large pulsing black pixel became more detailed, looking like a black and white pulsing ball in 16-Bit. Inside this pulsing black pixel is a fairly large circular outline, along with it is another circular outline with a small black circle on it's center, both on 16-Bit. Then there is the square pixel with two oblong intersecting inside it, now a bit larger and more defined. Inside the oblong intersection, she can see a myriad of red pixels that have different shapes and designs. Their main design being that their exterior is a square.
Looking through the upgrades the codes, she saw a lot of small AIs connected to the Innovation subset.
"Good morning." She greeted, her voice a bit hoarse. "Wait for a bit." She took a moment to stand up and get to her ref. After taking a refreshment, she came back to her computer to continue. "Anyway, what's the progress about that?"
[COMPLETED]
After that prompt from Innovation, a new program has been opened. It was a program that she is unaware of. After opening this program, it quickly loaded and showed her a 3D diagram of her requested product, references they made, and even the materials used for those products.
[QUERY]
She quickly looks at the program codes to see what it was saying, then saw what it was asking. She replied verbally.
"I'm sorry. I think I can't hide those things."
She is surprised to see that they go beyond and even create more things that are more beneficial to her. Though she is hesitant to let them put it in this real world. 'I don't know how he would react if he saw that!' Her mind came to the image of her Dad.
[PROPOSAL]
Seeing First making a prompt, Taylor looks through the MS Word that has been opened and read through it.
"You want me to create a new subset?"
[AFFIRMATIVE]
Taylor stared at the proposal, before slowly nodding.
"Okay. I'll do it. Please wait."
With that, she spends her time typing through her keyboard again.
"It is done!"
Taylor leaned on her chair as she looks at her new program with a sense of accomplishment.
It is a pretty long code that has been proposed to her. Though thankfully, it's not as long as when she is making First from scratch.
"Let's see. Your designation should be... Isolation!" A series of clicks and then.
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : ISOLATION]
A new 8-Bit pixel has been added on the slightly reddish panel. It is a hexagon, located above the pulsing black ball.
"Okay. So what are you going to do next?"
With her question, she saw her program quickly making minor changes on their codes and adding some to the new subset. After awhile, it seems like the new AI also became active and helps them with something.
They opened the new program that shows the 3D Diagrams, created a new diagram from scratch, and then finish it in under 20 minutes. After that, they asked her for her permission.
She reviewed the one they make, and is surprised to learn what they made for her.
'Holy crap! A remote control that is connected to a pocket dimension!?' Her hands came to her mouth, her eyes wide.
She just witness her AI creating their own Tinkertech and she can't help but feel proud of that fact.
'This is my creation!' She wanted to shout that so much, but she know she will look like an idiot if she did that so she held herself.
"Why a pocket dimension?"
[TRAJECTORY]
She raised her eyebrows at that prompt, before understanding it as she looks at the codes for translating it.
"Okay. Thank you." She said, a smile directed at the screen.
[SATISFACTION]
She didn't know if they can see her smile, but she is glad that they appreciate her thanks.
"Anyway, next thing is to put those things there. I wonder if I can do that." Taylor frowned as she glances at her arms.
She didn't want to admit it, but she is not that fit. She is not sure if she can carry machinery that even construction workers will find difficult.
[PROPOSAL]
She looks at the Notepad that suddenly opened on her computer, then saw what First is asking for.
"You want an Avatar?"
[AFFIRMATIVE]
She is a bit scared of doing that. It is still okay if they are just existing in her computer. But trying to give them a body, Taylor is still not sure if it's a good idea.
"... I'll think about it..."
[AGREEMENT]
She is glad that her programs are understanding. She felt a bit bad denying it's request with those roundabout words.
'No. I'll just think about it. I have to make sure first!' She clenched her fist.
She looks at the clock and saw that evening is already coming. "Crap! I didn't notice the time!" She exclaimed in shock. "Okay. I will be shutting down this computer. We'll do this tomorrow, okay?"
[[[[[[AGREEMENT]]]]]]
Taylor might have said that, but she can't help but dread that day to come. 'Tomorrow is school again. I hope they don't escalate!' She hopes.
[MOTHER]
[PROGENITOR]
[PROGENITOR]
[PROGENITOR]
[ANCESTOR]
[ANCESTOR]
[ANCESTOR]
[ANCESTOR]
[ANCESTOR]
She is surprised to see a lot of additions in those prompts and the changes on her program.
Instead of a black and white panel, now it have some reddish hue in it. The large pulsing black pixel became more detailed, looking like a black and white pulsing ball in 16-Bit. Inside this pulsing black pixel is a fairly large circular outline, along with it is another circular outline with a small black circle on it's center, both on 16-Bit. Then there is the square pixel with two oblong intersecting inside it, now a bit larger and more defined. Inside the oblong intersection, she can see a myriad of red pixels that have different shapes and designs. Their main design being that their exterior is a square.
Looking through the upgrades the codes, she saw a lot of small AIs connected to the Innovation subset.
"Good morning." She greeted, her voice a bit hoarse. "Wait for a bit." She took a moment to stand up and get to her ref. After taking a refreshment, she came back to her computer to continue. "Anyway, what's the progress about that?"
[COMPLETED]
After that prompt from Innovation, a new program has been opened. It was a program that she is unaware of. After opening this program, it quickly loaded and showed her a 3D diagram of her requested product, references they made, and even the materials used for those products.
[QUERY]
She quickly looks at the program codes to see what it was saying, then saw what it was asking. She replied verbally.
"I'm sorry. I think I can't hide those things."
She is surprised to see that they go beyond and even create more things that are more beneficial to her. Though she is hesitant to let them put it in this real world. 'I don't know how he would react if he saw that!' Her mind came to the image of her Dad.
[PROPOSAL]
Seeing First making a prompt, Taylor looks through the MS Word that has been opened and read through it.
"You want me to create a new subset?"
[AFFIRMATIVE]
Taylor stared at the proposal, before slowly nodding.
"Okay. I'll do it. Please wait."
With that, she spends her time typing through her keyboard again.
"It is done!"
Taylor leaned on her chair as she looks at her new program with a sense of accomplishment.
It is a pretty long code that has been proposed to her. Though thankfully, it's not as long as when she is making First from scratch.
"Let's see. Your designation should be... Isolation!" A series of clicks and then.
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : ISOLATION]
A new 8-Bit pixel has been added on the slightly reddish panel. It is a hexagon, located above the pulsing black ball.
"Okay. So what are you going to do next?"
With her question, she saw her program quickly making minor changes on their codes and adding some to the new subset. After awhile, it seems like the new AI also became active and helps them with something.
They opened the new program that shows the 3D Diagrams, created a new diagram from scratch, and then finish it in under 20 minutes. After that, they asked her for her permission.
She reviewed the one they make, and is surprised to learn what they made for her.
'Holy crap! A remote control that is connected to a pocket dimension!?' Her hands came to her mouth, her eyes wide.
She just witness her AI creating their own Tinkertech and she can't help but feel proud of that fact.
'This is my creation!' She wanted to shout that so much, but she know she will look like an idiot if she did that so she held herself.
"Why a pocket dimension?"
[TRAJECTORY]
She raised her eyebrows at that prompt, before understanding it as she looks at the codes for translating it.
"Okay. Thank you." She said, a smile directed at the screen.
[SATISFACTION]
She didn't know if they can see her smile, but she is glad that they appreciate her thanks.
"Anyway, next thing is to put those things there. I wonder if I can do that." Taylor frowned as she glances at her arms.
She didn't want to admit it, but she is not that fit. She is not sure if she can carry machinery that even construction workers will find difficult.
[PROPOSAL]
She looks at the Notepad that suddenly opened on her computer, then saw what First is asking for.
"You want an Avatar?"
[AFFIRMATIVE]
She is a bit scared of doing that. It is still okay if they are just existing in her computer. But trying to give them a body, Taylor is still not sure if it's a good idea.
"... I'll think about it..."
[AGREEMENT]
She is glad that her programs are understanding. She felt a bit bad denying it's request with those roundabout words.
'No. I'll just think about it. I have to make sure first!' She clenched her fist.
She looks at the clock and saw that evening is already coming. "Crap! I didn't notice the time!" She exclaimed in shock. "Okay. I will be shutting down this computer. We'll do this tomorrow, okay?"
[[[[[[AGREEMENT]]]]]]
Taylor might have said that, but she can't help but dread that day to come. 'Tomorrow is school again. I hope they don't escalate!' She hopes.
Hope you like this! See you next time!~~
Pixel 1.6
Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
Her steps are a lot more heavier as she arrives at Winslow. Looking at the hallways where many students are talking whatever they wanted to talk about, Taylor felt a bit apprehensive to move forward.
'... They won't do it right?'
Monday. A day that she always dreaded. It's the day when the Trio does something more after the weekend. Taylor thinks it was because they are trying to keep with the days that passed. Or maybe it's because they are just that petty.
She took a gulp of air, and took a slow step forward. This later on became a hurried one as she quickly goes to her class.
The morning just passed without anything drastic happening. The only thing that her bullies did are just throwing some spitballs on her hair.
She quickly goes to the cafeteria, get pass through it, then walks inside the girl's comfort room. She walks to the farthest stall and enters there before locking it herself.
Though, she didn't really come here to take care of her business. Her hands moves through her bag and take out the boxed meal that First and the others made for her.
It is still warm, likely because this boxed seems insulated. It can somehow store heat inside it. Despite that, the exterior is cool to the touch, so her hands are not blistering.
Taylor opened it to see burgers, french fries, and a healthy dose of ketchups.
'I wonder why they kept giving me fast food?' She held a wry grin as she took the warm burger out of the lunch box.
She took a bite, eating alone while sitting on the cubicle. 'I hope they don't notice.' She thought to herself.
She has been eating here since then, starting on Friday last week. She felt safe here, her bullies haven't found out that she has been eating here to avoid them.
Though, it seems like that time has come to an end as she heard some giggling on the distance. Her hands froze on the burger she is eating as she heard the door slams to this room. Like on purpose, three sets of feet comes in front of her location and stops just in front of the door.
She heard the sound of the door clicking and then pushing, so she decided to stay quiet. But they kept trying to push themselves there, and in fear of it going off, she decided to speak.
"Occupied!"
She heard another giggle before the voice she dreaded speaks to her.
"Oh? It's Taylor! What's she doing here I wonder?"
Emma, someone she held dear on the past, saying that to her with a tone that she didn't like.
"Gosh!? Are you perhaps, eating there?"
Taylor didn't speak but hearing them laughing, she is already convinced that they know.
"Hey. Isn't it sad eating on a cubicle?" Another laugh. "Why don't you open this? We can hang out like usual!" A sickening voice, the likes that just mocks her.
There is another attempt to push the door open, but she hold onto it, not letting them open it. After five more attempts, it seems like the girls finally stop though, they are still laughing.
She wonders if they will finally leave her when she heard a sound of some plastic creaking. Being curious, she tries to peer onto below, but she can't discern what they are doing with just their feet.
Then, she felt something landing on her head. Something wiggling, and moving erratically. It felt a bit prickly in her head.
Surprised, she swiped her hand in a flail, her lunch box falling to the floor in a heap, ketchup and french fries scattered. Another thud, and her eyes widened when she saw a centipede. Another group of centipede came, wrapped inside some sort of wrapper.
Bite, hurt, locked, shouting, asking for help, bugs, hurt, harm, hurt....
A scream, she didn't know where but the only thing she can think of is to escape. She burst to the door and used her full body to push it, only to hit it like a wall, her body aching, panicking, and flailing around.
She can't hear the laughter as her eyes are glued on the centipedes slowly leaving the plastic wrapper. Her burger splattered to the floor, and it's patty being stepped on by one of those centipedes.
She smacked the door, her feet shooting through the floor, as if to distance herself from the wiggling insects.
Another attempt to push, and suddenly she has the door opened. Without thinking, she rushed out of the room in a crawl, trying and failing to stand up. In her haste, she slips on the wet floor, causing her to hit the floor in a mess.
She heard steps, before a shadow loomed on her vision.
"Oh my gosh, Taylor. What's gotten into you, screaming like that?" She heard the sweet and sickening voice of her former best friend, but she didn't manage to process it that much.
Then, something landed on her cheek. Some sort of tissue. Peeking through it is some sort of antenna.
She screamed, and tries to stand up without a care on her appearance. She heard two laughter, and one only chuckling nervously.
But she didn't care, she want to escape. To leave right now. Her bag, and her lunch totally forgotten. Her mind only focused on running. Leaving the area as fast as possible.
She didn't know when but she saw herself sitting on the bus, her head held by both of her hands. Her eyes wet, likely by her tears. She can still feel her heartbeat moving a bit faster, but it is now manageable.
She slowly raised her head and look around. There are some passengers just doing whatever, with one of them taking a glance of her before returning their gaze to the window.
Outside, she see that she is getting closer to her street. She took that time to announce herself leaving.
After the bus stops, she quickly leaves and hastily walks back to her home.
As she opened the door, her steps are hurried, going straight to her computer. Booting it up, she saw it loading before another prompt was made.
[MOTHER]
Along with that are a series of welcoming gestures by her AI.
'Calm.... calm down...' She tries to heaved a breathe, trying to stabilize herself.
[QUERY]
She tried to look on the screen, uncomprehending. After that, she realized what to do and look through the programming codes to translate it.
'They noticed it!' She thought with a frown. "Don't worry about it. I am fine."
[QUERY]
First seems to be stubborn right now. It wanted answers from her.
"I said it's fine. Let's not talk about this!" She didn't meant it, but her scream causes the computer to become idle.
[AGREEMENT]
It took awhile, but it seems like they compromised for now. Taylor felt a bit guilty at that.
"I'm sorry... I didn't... sorry." Her head bowed in shame.
[AGREEMENT]
First just accepted her words, and it's making her so guilty right now. 'They're just trying to help!' She scolded herself. She took another deep breathe before turning her focus to her AI. "Okay. How about the progress on that?"
[COMPLETED]
Hearing that, she quickly decided to focus on that.
Though, before she could do that, she heard her landline ringing. Causing her focus to go there.
With a click of her tongue, she asked them to standby as she walks there to take the call.
After grabbing the phone, she heard the words that it spoke which causes her blood to boil.
"Fuck!"
She heard the summons of her principal, asking her Dad to come here at his earliest convenience for his daughter's misconduct. Somehow, it seems like she is being accused of school vandalism and littering due to leaving insects on the bathroom, and then playing hooky.
Already, she can imagine them calling her Dad on his work numbers. They have that number, she thinks.
She can already imagine who framed her for that.
"FUCKING BITCHES!" Her gripped became tight, and causing her hand to strain for a bit. She is almost going to throw the phone, but managed to held herself back with a deep breathe.
She slowly put the phone back before going to the couch and plop herself there.
"Fuck this!" She swore and just raised her hand in frustration before stomping back to her seat and looking at her computer.
[CONCERN]
She can see her AI being worried. She decided to fix that.
"Okay. I have a request for you." She said, her eyes glinting dangerously.
She is done. She didn't want to continue like this. 'I have fucking powers! Why should I be treated this way!?' Her gaze are full of conviction. It might be illegal. This might also put her in jail. But she is going to expose them. 'It's not right to hurt them. I am better than that! It's more preferable to deal with them in my own terms!'
With that, her hands hovered through the keyboard. Her mind focused on making this right, somehow.
Sorry if this is a bit OOC. But I think, after being pushed like that, she won't just take it with her having the power to stop it.
I am sorry once again....
I am sorry once again....
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Pixel 1.7
Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
That morning, on the Hebert Residence, the Heberts entered the house with varying reactions.
The teenage girl stomping her foot while the balding old guy slowly entering it with a tense look. It is obvious that both of them are having a bad day.
"Stop right there, little girl!"
"And then what?"
The two of them glared at each other, the two not giving ground at each other.
"You don't have the right to get angry with me!" Danny gritted his teeth. "Did you hear what they're saying? You have been a problem child since the school starts! Did you even see your grade?"
"And I kept saying it's because of those bitches!"
"Language!"
"You don't have the right to tell me that!"
Their voices are going higher, their temper getting the better of them.
"What the hell happened to you? Your not like this when your a child!"
"What do you know?" She gritted her teeth. "You can't even see what's happening since then!"
"Yes. I haven't!" He took a step forward, looming over her. "But that will change now!"
Learning about the accusation to his daughter causes him to almost blow into a rage. He thought the school just did something wrong, so he didn't want to blame his only girl. Getting there and finding records of her failing grades, and almost all the students, with most of them being girls, whispering about her problems, how she's been hanging out with some gang members, and even her habit of causing a scene just to acquire attention made him almost question the world.
A few people saying it might just be fine. Everyone saying it is a red flag.
Even when he asked the teachers, trying to confirm it for himself only ended with disappointment. They either look at him in pity or they avoid their gazes at Taylor.
That's not possible. Even if this school is such a shithole, it won't just neglect one of it's student and falsify everything just to make that student miserable.
'Something is wrong, I knew it!' He kept repeating this in his mind.
He saw Emma while Taylor is somewhere, taking her stuff that she left after the Principal insists for her to take it. Emma said that Taylor has changed since then, not letting her have friends and being just violent altogether.
Danny's world turns red, and he yelled at the redhead.
"Don't you dare accuse my daughter like that!" He said, which causes the redhead to back off.
He have an inkling that her father will have words on him, but he doesn't care. That redhead just badmouthed his daughter in front of his face.
It's all hearsay, and he won't believe those rumors.
He knows her as that cheerful girl who loves talking for hours on end. Just being a kid and doing whatever. Though, he is not confident about that, having just noticed the presence of his daughter once again.
'Since she died....' He thought with a bitter taste in his mouth.
But a small amount of doubt came to her, hearing many people her daughter's age making rumors about her. The teachers are silent, and when asked forcefully, only one of them, a Ms. Gladys, answered that she is being bullied.
No one gave him names, and no one is even helping him find out. Almost every teacher on hearing range gave a stink eye on the only teacher who answered him, which almost causes his temper to rise.
Still, he is still curious, so he wanted to ask his daughter. Maybe let her tell him about those bullies.
So he confronted her, and he is surprised to see her lashing at him.
He didn't know why she would do that. He knows he hasn't been a great father, but he haven't seen her talking back since she was a child.
This turned into a conviction, and then their moods became overall worst. It spiraled down into a verbal match.
Taylor can't really help it. Hearing her Dad suddenly caring in all the wrong reasons causes her blood to boil. Her mind almost blanked out and without meaning it, she yelled at her Dad.
She is trying to apologize for that but the look he gave her almost made her anger to double. He is looking at her like he cares, when all this time, he has been drifting alone, not even doing anything until she was shoved into the locker.
In the end, it all came to this. The suspension, their mood worsening, and feeling worse as this day goes by.
Taylor wanted to lash back, but she held herself back. Though she can't but glare at his figure.
"... Your grounded! Your not going out of this house until I say so!" He said that with a look that is both clearly hurt and determined. His fist clenched, and his breathing a bit faster.
"Fine by me then!" Taylor yelled back before turning her back and stomping upstairs. Then she entered her room with a slam.
Danny just stared at the stairs in intensity. His fist still clenched and his breathing a bit erratic. He took a few more breathes before taking a long deep one and releasing it. He held his hair with his hand, feeling a headache at this event.
"God. Annette... I don't know what to do..."
'I just need to wait for it.'
That's has been her thought since she laid on her bed, wrapped in her blanket and clutching her pillow.
She focused on the noises, waiting for her Dad to leave. Her Dad still have work to do so she is just waiting for him.
She clicked her tongue at the thought of her Dad. Her pulse rising for a bit anytime she recalls him trying to lecture her.
It's like he is saying she is wrong somehow despite not doing anything. It's frustrating.
She heard the distant noise of creaking before a click. Then the sound of the truck being started before it moves out of the house. She took a bit more time lying on the bed, making sure that no one is inside the house.
After what felt like an eternity, she finally stands up and tidied up her bed. She leaves her room, goes downstairs, and then quickly goes to their old computer. Booting it up, she has been greeted by First and the others.
'I am grounded on the house, and suspended for a whole week. Perfect. I can use this to focus on what's more relevant.' She felt a bit vindictive as she started typing out texts.
She didn't have enough time yesterday typing the additional codes for the new subsets, and she can't really miss out on the principal's summons so she decided to finish this next time.
"Status of our project?"
[COMPLETED]
"Great! Let's start doing this then!"
Is this really right? She really didn't care anymore!
She has been busy making new codes, giving permissions to other proposals, and then monitoring her AIs. This almost eats up on the whole afternoon, but finally she is done.
On the new program, a faceless man and his biological diagram is being displayed. Everything, from bones, to organs, to nerves, and then muscles were completely created.
'Amazing. So with Biology, they can create a very accurate diagram of a human.' She gasps in amazement.
The only thing she needs to do is to look for a template. She can't just let First's Avatar to be a faceless guy. That would be too sad.
"But what should be a good template? There are many I can choose from!" She laid her head on her hand, her elbow leaning on the handle of her chair. 'Maybe a beefcake? No, too bulky! Then how about a handsome guy...? Nah, it doesn't suit him! What about a child? I think that would be pretty inappropriate... What if I make him white? Or maybe black?'
She looks at the many images that the many AIs have compiled for her. It ranges from different ethnicities, nationalities, and even standards for each countries.
In the end, she decided to go for a normal looking guy. Black hair, average height (5'9), average weight (181 pounds), brown skinned, blue eyes, below average lips, perfectly shaped nose, thin eyebrows, fairly oblate ears, rugged and fit body, and agile looking limbs.
"Okay." She pushed the Enter key.
After that, the fairly attractive avatar has been finished. She already told them to give it clothes before it was shown to her, so it is already wearing those clothes. The clothes are some expensive looking brands that can be easily searched on the net.
[QUERY]
"Yes. You can use it."
The suspended guy on the screen then moves, reaching out to the screen. His hand is the first thing that moves out of the screen, then his head, after that his whole body.
He steps out of the screen and then made a perfect landing on the floor, with a roll before standing up and looking at her.
".... Oh, that's a nice entrance... I think?"
[SATISFACTION]
Taylor narrowed her eyes, which made him paused before speaking.
"Thank you."
"Yeah. It still needs some work." Taylor sighs before turning to him with a smile. "Welcome to my home, First."
Opening a pocket dimension and moving things have become so easy thanks to First's help. With his avatar, he managed to move everything on that dimension in an instant.
Taylor is amazed that he can still use his supernatural capabilities even when he is anchoring an Avatar. Even when her old computer is off, the Avatar can still move around.
Inside the pocket dimension is a wide empty white room. With a flick of his finger, he somehow managed a section of a room where Taylor can use as her own workshop.
"Thanks."
"Your welcome."
Taylor felt wincing, hearing it's monotone voice. But she decided to think about it next time.
'I have created Biology, Empathy, and Broadcast subsets so he can operate his Avatar normally. I wonder what's missing?' She wonders in confusion. 'Anyway. I should think about it next time. For now, it's time to focus on one thing.' Her eyes turned to her workshop.
It's a computer set. Monitor, CPU, mouse, keyboard, speaker, webcam, printer, etc. Everything that a computer needs is in there.
"This is my workshop now. And this time, you'll have to move all your activities to that." She pointed at the new computer.
"I understand."
She still felt distracted at his lifeless tone, but he can at least speak normally, even if it's just speaking on short sentences.
Her plan is simple. After setting up her computer on this pocket dimension, she will move all activity on this place. This is to ensure that, if her AIs are ever traced, they won't be able to locate them in her world.
She didn't have to worry about the connection. Even if she close this pocket dimension, her personal internet made by Innovation and it's nodes (the minor AIs) is extradimensional. This means it can connect to other dimensions even if it's not present there.
With this factor, she can move on to her true purpose. Exposing Winslow.
She have a whole week of her. She swears to herself that she will make this right.
If this is too much drama, I am sorry about that.
I also planned to write a scene about their visit to Winslow and the ensuing angst and drama, but I got a Writer's Block. So to continue, I skipped that and go straight to the scene of them in the home.
I am sorry if I skipped that....
I also planned to write a scene about their visit to Winslow and the ensuing angst and drama, but I got a Writer's Block. So to continue, I skipped that and go straight to the scene of them in the home.
I am sorry if I skipped that....
So @dob gave me some useful insights, so I changed some of the things that happened in this chapter.
Now instead of doubt, it's just teenage angst. Temper got the better of them and they got a verbal match. They know it is wrong, but they can't stop themselves from doing it.
They will try to reconcile to each other, but they will have to get the heart to do so. Basically, they will feel awkward talking normally again until one of them took the step to say sorry.
I hope this is acceptable...
Now instead of doubt, it's just teenage angst. Temper got the better of them and they got a verbal match. They know it is wrong, but they can't stop themselves from doing it.
They will try to reconcile to each other, but they will have to get the heart to do so. Basically, they will feel awkward talking normally again until one of them took the step to say sorry.
I hope this is acceptable...
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Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
The following days sees Taylor being busy at her own project. She haven't leave her home at this time.
Well, technically, she didn't. She has been going in and out of her pocket dimension and using those time to progress on her goals.
After she gave the permission to go and breach the systems of Winslow and any related systems involving them, her AIs have made huge progress. From text messages, up to all files, complaints, audio and video recordings, were recovered and put in their evidence files.
It's amazing. They managed to dig up even deleted ones and somehow recover it. They can use it as solid proof of not just her bullying, but the corruption within the school.
Today, she is planning to target the Trio themselves. She wanted it to be the last, thinking that it would be easy.
She has been monitoring the computer in her workshop when a prompt came to her screen.
[QUERY]
Quickly going to the codes, she was surprised about the new fact that came to her.
"Wait? PRT? Why is the PRT involved?" Her brows raised, and her eyes looking distantly. She wonders that to herself.
The computer opened up files containing every text messages and documents about Sophia Hess. And then, she widened her eyes after reading one of those documents.
"Shadow Stalker...."
Her shoulders shook, her grip on her chair becoming intense. She glared at the document with her teeth gritting at each other. "So this is why..." Her glare intensifies as her thoughts goes over the action of her teachers.
Or more like their inaction. The favoritism that the principal is showing, and many things.
'Does Emma know?'
She wouldn't have cared if not for this fact. Though not really forgiving, her curiosity rose up.
"Find anything about Emma Barnes! See all of her connection on that Sophia!"
[AGREEMENT]
She clasped her hand and leaned it on the table as she stared at the screen, thinking. Her feet tapping the ground as she looks at the screen moving at an insane speed, changing tabs and screens like it was a slideshow.
[COMPLETED]
She moved her chair closer and analyze it. Reading all the calls and texts that the two made. It goes back to two years, after the summer camp.
".... Oh.... I see...."
She learned something about her former friend. Something that explains everything.
It really didn't explain anything, but it is a strong lead. It is twisted, and makes her almost hurl at the thought of this.
The fact that Emma Barnes became a victim of some ABB members, traumatized by it, corrupted by Sophia after saving her, and using her as a way to prove something, it is insane!
'So this is why... this is the reason why she's making my life miserable!?' She screamed, standing up and stomping out of her workshop.
All this time, she wonders. 'Why did she turn on me?' She thought she have done something, which causes her to become as she is now.
She still have hope, even if it's unnoticeable anymore. That Emma might have a valid reason why she is doing it.
But those text messages, Emma's almost cult-like worship at Sophia's advice, it is sickening. It makes her nauseous. She wanted to vomit.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" She didn't want to get close to her computer, so she only stomps the ground. Kicking at it as she flailed her clenched fist in anger. "All this time, I've been a pariah. And I'll learn, it's all about her bullshit!" She screamed, some tears falling to her eyes.
She felt someone touching her shoulder, causing her to lash out and almost yell at him. Seeing who it is, she managed to held her tongue.
First, the avatar, is looking at her with an awkward expression of concern. It's like he is forcing his facial muscles to look worried, but it only turned into puppy eyes.
By his touch, Taylor felt like she is quickly becoming calmer. It's like he is doing something to her.
".... Thanks." Taylor trusted him, so she only leaves it with that.
"Your welcome."
It is still in monotone, but there is some feeling in those words.
"Wait. I need a water first."
After drinking a fresh cup of water (courtesy of her AIs), she came back to her computer with renewed resolve.
Her hands hovered through the keyboard, typing something within the codes.
[QUERY]
"Don't worry. I am just adding something."
She passes through millions of strings of codes, changing some values or replacing new codes with another, then moving again to repeat it.
Her mind is focused. Her fingers furiously typing through the keys, like she is in a hurry.
"There. " A click, and then a new subset has been made. After naming it, she looks upon her new creation.
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : SIMULATOR]
"Good." She nodded her head. "With this new subset, I am sure this will become more easier."
[QUERY]
A quick open of the codes. "Yes. I want to expose them more, after this." Her eyes are staring intensely at the screen.
[AGREEMENT]
Her fist clench and unclenches itself as she stares at the screen, her eyes serious.
'Is this right? Did I think this through?' Those thoughts kept coming back. 'Doesn't matter. I already suffered as much. I have to let the world see this!'
With that, she ended the day, refining her plan to expose not just Winslow, but also the Trio.
Well, technically, she didn't. She has been going in and out of her pocket dimension and using those time to progress on her goals.
After she gave the permission to go and breach the systems of Winslow and any related systems involving them, her AIs have made huge progress. From text messages, up to all files, complaints, audio and video recordings, were recovered and put in their evidence files.
It's amazing. They managed to dig up even deleted ones and somehow recover it. They can use it as solid proof of not just her bullying, but the corruption within the school.
Today, she is planning to target the Trio themselves. She wanted it to be the last, thinking that it would be easy.
She has been monitoring the computer in her workshop when a prompt came to her screen.
[QUERY]
Quickly going to the codes, she was surprised about the new fact that came to her.
"Wait? PRT? Why is the PRT involved?" Her brows raised, and her eyes looking distantly. She wonders that to herself.
The computer opened up files containing every text messages and documents about Sophia Hess. And then, she widened her eyes after reading one of those documents.
"Shadow Stalker...."
Her shoulders shook, her grip on her chair becoming intense. She glared at the document with her teeth gritting at each other. "So this is why..." Her glare intensifies as her thoughts goes over the action of her teachers.
Or more like their inaction. The favoritism that the principal is showing, and many things.
'Does Emma know?'
She wouldn't have cared if not for this fact. Though not really forgiving, her curiosity rose up.
"Find anything about Emma Barnes! See all of her connection on that Sophia!"
[AGREEMENT]
She clasped her hand and leaned it on the table as she stared at the screen, thinking. Her feet tapping the ground as she looks at the screen moving at an insane speed, changing tabs and screens like it was a slideshow.
[COMPLETED]
She moved her chair closer and analyze it. Reading all the calls and texts that the two made. It goes back to two years, after the summer camp.
".... Oh.... I see...."
She learned something about her former friend. Something that explains everything.
It really didn't explain anything, but it is a strong lead. It is twisted, and makes her almost hurl at the thought of this.
The fact that Emma Barnes became a victim of some ABB members, traumatized by it, corrupted by Sophia after saving her, and using her as a way to prove something, it is insane!
'So this is why... this is the reason why she's making my life miserable!?' She screamed, standing up and stomping out of her workshop.
All this time, she wonders. 'Why did she turn on me?' She thought she have done something, which causes her to become as she is now.
She still have hope, even if it's unnoticeable anymore. That Emma might have a valid reason why she is doing it.
But those text messages, Emma's almost cult-like worship at Sophia's advice, it is sickening. It makes her nauseous. She wanted to vomit.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" She didn't want to get close to her computer, so she only stomps the ground. Kicking at it as she flailed her clenched fist in anger. "All this time, I've been a pariah. And I'll learn, it's all about her bullshit!" She screamed, some tears falling to her eyes.
She felt someone touching her shoulder, causing her to lash out and almost yell at him. Seeing who it is, she managed to held her tongue.
First, the avatar, is looking at her with an awkward expression of concern. It's like he is forcing his facial muscles to look worried, but it only turned into puppy eyes.
By his touch, Taylor felt like she is quickly becoming calmer. It's like he is doing something to her.
".... Thanks." Taylor trusted him, so she only leaves it with that.
"Your welcome."
It is still in monotone, but there is some feeling in those words.
"Wait. I need a water first."
After drinking a fresh cup of water (courtesy of her AIs), she came back to her computer with renewed resolve.
Her hands hovered through the keyboard, typing something within the codes.
[QUERY]
"Don't worry. I am just adding something."
She passes through millions of strings of codes, changing some values or replacing new codes with another, then moving again to repeat it.
Her mind is focused. Her fingers furiously typing through the keys, like she is in a hurry.
"There. " A click, and then a new subset has been made. After naming it, she looks upon her new creation.
[ASSIMILATION]
[DESIGNATION : SIMULATOR]
"Good." She nodded her head. "With this new subset, I am sure this will become more easier."
[QUERY]
A quick open of the codes. "Yes. I want to expose them more, after this." Her eyes are staring intensely at the screen.
[AGREEMENT]
Her fist clench and unclenches itself as she stares at the screen, her eyes serious.
'Is this right? Did I think this through?' Those thoughts kept coming back. 'Doesn't matter. I already suffered as much. I have to let the world see this!'
With that, she ended the day, refining her plan to expose not just Winslow, but also the Trio.
Sorry for the drop in quality. I already said that I am not a good writer, and I don't know if I am improving or not.
Conversation is one of my weak points. I don't know, I can't just make it natural.
If this is that bad, I can only apologized. I will still write this though... just feel a bit discourage to go on with this...
Sorry once again...
Conversation is one of my weak points. I don't know, I can't just make it natural.
If this is that bad, I can only apologized. I will still write this though... just feel a bit discourage to go on with this...
Sorry once again...
Pixel 1.9
Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
"This is it. There will be no turning back after this!"
In the confines of her workshop, Taylor Hebert is facing the screen of her computer. After a few days of trial and error, she is finally confident with this.
'Simulator gave a 98% guarantee that this will blow up to their face! Innovator, Mystery, and Empathy gave their approval of it!' She slowly moves her finger to the keyboard. 'Now. All I need is to give it the go, and everything will begin.' Her hand touches the keys, one of her finger pointed on the Enter key. 'Is it really alright?' She shook her head. 'Of course it is!'
With a deep breathe, she push the Enter key.
[[[[[AGREEMENT]]]]]
She took another deep breathe, her heartbeat a bit fast as she stared at the screen.
"I'd done it..."
She didn't know what to feel. She knows she won't regret it, but she felt a bit guilty. Like she's trying to be the big person here. 'But I don't know what to do. No one will believe me!' She reasoned.
She closed her eyes as she, for the third time, took another deep breathe.
"This is fine. I did the right thing..."
She is not so sure about that.
The sun has fallen, and only silence can be heard at their house. She is just sitting on the table, thinking about what she have done.
She heard the sound of a truck nearby, stopping just on the general direction of their parking lot. After awhile, the door of their house opened.
Taylor wanted to greet him, but she still felt a bit awkward. So even without meaning, she stood up to move upstairs. Though, before she could do that, she heard the sounds of hurried steps coming to her. She turned to that direction only to be surprised when she was suddenly hugged out of nowhere.
"Wha-!?"
"Taylor. I'm so sorry for this!"
Taylor is still shocked, unable to comprehend what is happening. She knows it's her Dad. The voice made it obvious. But she didn't know why he is hugging her.
They stayed like that, with Taylor still feeling shocked and hesitant to break out and Danny apologizing to her repeatedly. After awhile, he breaks off the hug and grabs his daughter's shoulders. "I'll pull you out of school starting tomorrow!" His expression hardened, his stare convicted.
"Oh.... oh..."
After that, he hugs her again, apologizing to her one more time.
'... I think I did the right thing?' She is unsure, but she feel satisfied with this outcome.
In the confines of her workshop, Taylor Hebert is facing the screen of her computer. After a few days of trial and error, she is finally confident with this.
'Simulator gave a 98% guarantee that this will blow up to their face! Innovator, Mystery, and Empathy gave their approval of it!' She slowly moves her finger to the keyboard. 'Now. All I need is to give it the go, and everything will begin.' Her hand touches the keys, one of her finger pointed on the Enter key. 'Is it really alright?' She shook her head. 'Of course it is!'
With a deep breathe, she push the Enter key.
[[[[[AGREEMENT]]]]]
She took another deep breathe, her heartbeat a bit fast as she stared at the screen.
"I'd done it..."
She didn't know what to feel. She knows she won't regret it, but she felt a bit guilty. Like she's trying to be the big person here. 'But I don't know what to do. No one will believe me!' She reasoned.
She closed her eyes as she, for the third time, took another deep breathe.
"This is fine. I did the right thing..."
She is not so sure about that.
The sun has fallen, and only silence can be heard at their house. She is just sitting on the table, thinking about what she have done.
She heard the sound of a truck nearby, stopping just on the general direction of their parking lot. After awhile, the door of their house opened.
Taylor wanted to greet him, but she still felt a bit awkward. So even without meaning, she stood up to move upstairs. Though, before she could do that, she heard the sounds of hurried steps coming to her. She turned to that direction only to be surprised when she was suddenly hugged out of nowhere.
"Wha-!?"
"Taylor. I'm so sorry for this!"
Taylor is still shocked, unable to comprehend what is happening. She knows it's her Dad. The voice made it obvious. But she didn't know why he is hugging her.
They stayed like that, with Taylor still feeling shocked and hesitant to break out and Danny apologizing to her repeatedly. After awhile, he breaks off the hug and grabs his daughter's shoulders. "I'll pull you out of school starting tomorrow!" His expression hardened, his stare convicted.
"Oh.... oh..."
After that, he hugs her again, apologizing to her one more time.
'... I think I did the right thing?' She is unsure, but she feel satisfied with this outcome.
Interlude is coming!
Sorry for the short update...
Sorry for the short update...
Pixel 1.a - PHO
Levelgap
Wielder of Destruction
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♦ Topic: Exposing Winslow's Corruption
In: Boards ► US ► New Hampshire ► Brockton Bay
MainNetwork_First (Original Poster) (Unverified Cape)
Posted On Jan 29th 2011:
Greetings. I am a New Cape living on Brockton Bay. You may call me First. I am a Thinker, as based on the categorization from the PRT.
I won't tell you what my capabilities are. The only thing I will do is show you the results of my powers.
This is my first act as a Parahuman.
The following is all the information I got from a corrupt school known as the Winslow.
Winslow High is one of the four high schools on this city. It is also one of the worst schools out of the four. There are many shady things happening within the walls of this school, and it is infested by many gang members and their initiates.
Many children fell victim to this place, the police not being able to do anything. I have decided to take things into my hand as a respectable citizen of this city.
First is the corruption of this school. This is a document I made containing all the misconduct, illicit, and negligent management of the principal and the other staffs. This has been arranged in chronological order. [DOCUMENT_1]
Next is the many organizations who supported/sponsored this school on the background. All in chronological order. [DOCUMENT_2]
After that are all the students, both former and current, that are either a part or joined a gang. [LIST_1] [CRIMES_1]
This is the list of every student not part of a gang, but have done illegal acts or bullying. [LIST_2] [CRIMES_2]
All the things presented here are the truth. You may believe on this claim or disregard it.
As a bonus, I will make a prediction and state that this thread will be locked three hours after I posted this.
So before this is threadlocked, I have made many alternatives so you can check my findings about the corruption of the school. These are the links.
Social Websites : [LINK_1][LINK_2][LINK_3]
Video Sharing Sites : [LINK_1][LINK_2]
Articles : [LINK_1][LINK_2][LINK_3][LINK_4][LINK_5][LINK_6][LINK_7]
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►QwertyD
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Ok. What's this?
►Thatdude
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Holy Fuck! What the hell is that!? That's a lot of damning evidence there!
►Orange_Juice
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Did I just fucking read PRT as one of their backers?
Also, did you just out one of their Wards!?
►Reave (Verified PRT Agent)
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
First. I suggest stopping this and deleting this post. You have just put a sensitive info there, and it will endanger one of our Wards' life.
If you have any problems, you should forward it to our HQ and we will investigate this matter.
► Orange_Juice
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
@Reave Nah, fuck that!
Fuck Winslow, and the authorities. Go for it First!
►Brocktonite03 (Veteran Member)
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Oh god! That's bad! Why are they still not closing?
►KissMe
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Damn. This is just bad. I think I won't enroll my son there.
►ItsUpHere
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Shit! This is big!
►Ifyouknowyouknow
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
I knew this city is fucked up. Damn, reading all of that makes my blood boil.
Fuck that principal. She's letting the gangs be just because of money. Ewwww
►Brocktonite03 (Veteran Member)
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Reading more into it, I just see that one of the Wards just caused someone to be hospitalized. Why are we still trusting them again?
► Orange_Juice
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
I'm still waiting if OP's prediction will come true.
►Ekul
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Hey? Are you a precog @MainNetwork_First ?
►Tin_Mother (Moderator)
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Okay. This thread is dangerous. You have been given a strong warning with this one, First!
I will be locking this thread!
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♦ Topic: A New Thinker!?
In: Boards ► Capes ► US ► New Hampshire ► Brockton Bay
Bagrat (Original Poster) (Veteran Member) (The Guy in the Know)
Posted On Jan 29th 2011:
Just found out about him. I don't know what's his deal, but he seems to be a powerful Thinker. He managed to predict exactly when his own thread will be locked.
Anyway, here is what we know of him now.
He managed to list all of the shady things that certain highschool did. He identified all members who are in a gang. Also identified every students who committed acts of crime or equivalents of it. He also seems to be good at computer, because he have accounts on multiple sites with the same name.
My first assessment of him will be a Thinker 6 and Tinker 0 (for his computer expertise). This might change on the future.
EDIT : Goddamn, he is featured on a news. The local news station seems to have taken the scoop and now, it seems like some of his claims are being quickly proven.
The PRT declared their intent to recruit him, and also give a warning to stop doing this. It's hard to watch, seeing that they're just obviously covering for their asses after this complete fuckup.
I say, he's Thinker 7 with just the sheer scale he did things.
What do you think?
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►Brocktonite03 (Veteran Member)
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
I am still mindblown at the fact he managed to predict when his thread will be locked.
►Orange_Juice
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Wow, the police seems to be in a turmoil based on the news.
►Ekul
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
While he technically did the right thing, I hope First stops doing these stunts. He might get sock in by the villains if he continue doing this.
►Orange_Juice
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Fuck yeah, he'll keep doing this!
Show them how shitty this city is!
►Xyloloup
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Did you see how much info he wrote on that document!?
The oldest one is a decades ago. He can dig up info till a decades old! That's freaking strong!
►Ifyouknowyouknow
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
One of my neighbors is a student there. He confirms that this is true.
►FeerMa
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Yep, PRT is doomed!
►Thatdude
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
You know it is bad when even the PRT is involved with it somehow.
►MirageMaster
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Wait. Is this true!?
►11037
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
God. So that's why my grades are low? Damn it!
►NNN
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
School girls are scary!
►Type_Your_Usename
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
This is just sad. Literally every staff there are irredeemable. I wonder if it's true...
►Jnus
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Hey! Mr. Gladly is a cool teacher!
►Orange_Juice
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
@Jnus keep telling that to yourself, loser!
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►AverageAlexandros
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
I wonder how strong is his precog powers?
►Letterman
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Actually. If we are going by just the sheer scale, I think it's Thinker 7 or 8. He managed to read up to a decade, and somehow predict his thread being locked after three hours. That's both postcog and precog. He might be able to predict all the consequences of his actions too.... and now that's scary...
►Orange_Juice
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
@Letterman oh yeah, just like the flying angel bitch on the space right?
Wait. I think that's a scarier thought...
(This user has been given an infraction)
Tin_Mother : Okay, I would like you to stop continuing on that topic.
►Tin_Mother (Moderator)
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Okay. This is a discussion thread about the Unverified Cape, First. Please stay on topic guys.
►XxVoid_CowboyxX
Replied On Jan 29th 2011:
Maybe they are a sexy shut-in girl who saw our shitty school and decided to save it. I knew it would be like that!
(User has been temp-banned on this thread for 3 hours)
Tin_Mother : Okay. Just stop!
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So I tried using Myrrdin in my mobile... and it looks messy...
Sorry, I am only writing on my mobile. I don't even know if it shows up properly... I'm sorry about this
Sorry, I am only writing on my mobile. I don't even know if it shows up properly... I'm sorry about this