Homeless; On current apping plans ( Looking at Abax )

[whoami]

You're kidding. Right? I mean, this has to be some sort of joke, because if you do go through with this, we're both screwed.

No, I'm serious. You, and me both, mun. Screwed.

You? You get screwed because you, and I both know that you don't even have the time to pull this off, and you already have little freakouts over "being slow" and other such silly crap.
Me, though? I get to deal with a whole bunch of people I either don't know, or who want to kill me. Even beyond that, there's guys in here who want to kill me enough already!

...Oh, and I'm not even going to touch that 'shipping' stuff. You've got issues if you think that's going to fly.

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[notglitching]

[If Rinzler could derezz by glower alone, you would be voxels now. Or squishy meat.

You think you're screwed, user?]

[whoami]

Case, and point.

[ Hi, Rinzler. I mean Tron. Tronzler? Whatever. ]

[notglitching]

Glitched.

[Your guess on whether he means the city, the mun-users, or you.

Oh, and if you call him Tron, he'll disk you. B| ]

[whoami]

[ Having an irrational, and likely suicidal urge to go "I know you are, but what am I?". Thankfully, settling for a linefais. ]

Uh-huh. Sure.

[ Touchy, touchy. Backing away, now. ]

Whatever you say, man.

[quorrathexplora]

Isn't that place a really busy place?

[whoami]

That's what I hear. It's also completely bugnuts.

[quorrathexplora]

You mean there are places which aren't... bugnuts?

[whoami]

Ha! Good point.

Hey Q.

[sysadmin]

[ A slow, warm smile. Hey, kiddo. Let's just pretend your dad didn't just reintegrate the two of them, shall we? ]

You too?

[whoami]

[ No dice, Clu. Have some withering glares. ]

You've got to be kidding me.

[sysadmin]

[ ...nope, still don't care. Try again? ]

Glad to see you too, Sam. Oh. [ He steps closer, grin still easy but his eyes hard. ] And I wouldn't count on an assist from your father or his pet ISO, this time.

[whoami]

[ At least Sam has the smarts not to attempt that sucker punch idea again. He wants to, mind you...but instead, the rage flickers across his expression, then it smooths out oddly.

He actually smirks right back. Because he knows something you don't know, Clu. ]

Or your army of goons. Or the Grid.

...No, this time, it's my kind of world.

[fight4theusers]

I know the feeling. Mine is looking at the same place. I think she's lost what sanity she had.

[whoami]

[ Wow, this isn't weird or anything. ]

Really? Huh.

So, do I count you in the "no idea what I'm talking about" category, or the "trying to kill me" category?

[fight4theusers]

Neither, hopefully. [There's a faint hint of a smile at that.] Though I can't guarantee that I'll know everything you're talking about, I shouldn't try to kill you. [We just won't talk about those blackout periods he has occasionally.]

I feel I should apologize for what happened before, though.

[whoami]

Cool. I can live with the rest as long as you're not sitting on my chest with a disk at my throat.

[ Have a smirk, and friendly ( he hopes ) nudge to your shoulder, Tron. ]

As far as apologizing goes; did you consciously try to kill me for your own reasons, or because you were told to?

[annualprank]

"Shipping?" What's that? Is it a User thing?

[whoami]

[ Welp. 'Weird' just took a quantum leap. Have some staring, there, kiddo. ]

...Huh? Oh, it's...um. You know what, don't worry about it.

[ Oh man, this is uncanny. ]

[annualprank]

[You've just made your hacker program more curious, Sam. Though he's wondering about that look on your face.]

I could go look it up, I'm sure the archives will have something on it. To the internet!

...are you all right, Sam?

[red_shift]

Sucks to be you, little bro.

[whoami]

...I am so not your "bro". Little or otherwise.

[red_shift]

Alas, I am wounded.

[manwhowaited]

Abax, huh? Yeah, my mun is sending me there too.

We'll see how it works out.

[whoami]

[ See this face? This is Sam's best attempt at a "poker face". Oh man, this could get weird so fast. ]

Can't you...talk her out of it?

[ Things Sam never wanted to do; be put on the spot for explaining exactly what happened that night. ]

[manwhowaited]

Not really. She's pretty determined.

[Fortunately for Sam, this Alan has also been through something very similar. He's one of the few Alans around who'd believe him about the Grid.]

Apparently they already have a Rinzler. This should be interesting.