Has a home in mind. VOICE TESTING. oh god what am I doing

[chaostriumphs]

Ooooohhhh GOODIE! Not only do I get to come back into existence, but I get to explore a whole new system! Without Megabyte in it! [she waves a hand across her face, changing her mask. A sad mask, with a single tear] But Bob... Bob isn't there is he? Oh dear...

[intrigued mask!] But you do say there are some interesting Guardians there, yes? [evil laugh mask!] Heeehehahahaahaa!! I do so love new toys. We shall have lots of fun, yes? Of course we will.

[now she's back to a more demure smiling mask] You Users truly are amazing. Bringing a little old virus like me, back from fragmentation in the net... I do so hope you can keep up with me! A city of permanent night, with monsters and madness galore! Sounds exactly like the kind of city I want to be in. They won't know what hit them!

Comments

[phongplayspong]

[User help us all...]

Hexadecimal.

It sounds like a system on the verge of crashing.

[Why is he pointing this out? ... Sigh.]

[chaostriumphs]

Phong! So good to see you! [she'll just be picking you up and depositing a little smooch on your head. Just because she knows it'll tick you off.]

The User says it's a User city. Outside the net! Isn't that fascinating?

[phongplayspong]

[gjashegjkawgkabg-- WHY??]

And why would a virus want to go into a User city?

[quiltrap]

[Pardon her, shes going to stare a little at the shifting mask. Its neat and she likes it.]

My, that is quite a trick. Is that the mask doing that, or you?

[chaostriumphs]

Me, the mask, there's no difference, dear. I am a virus of many faces, many moods! Ahahaaha!

[quiltrap]

I...see... [except she doesn't, not even a little. Though she is familiar with wearing more than one face, its not even similar... ]

Like... the flu or something? [... she was quilting magical traps for most of the computer age sooo...]

If you are the mask and the mask is you, are you able to change yourself in other ways as well, child?

[notglitching]

[...

Rinzler heard one word there. Virus.]

[chaostriumphs]

Ooh! Look. A Guardian. You must be. And such a pretty uniform! Can I touch it?

[notglitching]

[...okay, up to two words. Virus. And touching.

Sorry, Hex. Rinzler's not fond of either of those separately. When you put them together like that...

Disks split, a backwards flip for distance as he settles into a combat crouch.

NOTHING COULD GO WRONG WITH THIS PLAN.]

[alphanumeric]

[Have a scoff]

Better them than us.

[chaostriumphs]

Oh. Hello, Renegade. Still haven't learned a thing, I see.

[alphanumeric]

I could say the same to you.

Sounds to me like you're the one up to old tricks.

[threat_detected]

A darkened system in need of the end. You will have so very much work to do, of course.

[ Hello, Hexadecimal. Have another virus; this one spreads digital plague, and corruption from everything he touches, regardless of whether he wants to, or not.

Cape swish. ]

[chaostriumphs]

End? Whyever would I end it? I want to stay there and have fun for as long as possible!

[ohhh how dramatic. She does ever so love theatrics.]

My my my. I don't think I've ever seen a virus quite so... strapping.

[threat_detected]

Perfection, of course. While variation exists, perfection is impossible.

[ Or maybe you're just completely bugnuts, Abraxas. The compliment gets a mask tilt. ]

Your subroutines are impressively strong.

[ Vague finger wiggle at the fact you aren't dissolving into a mindless, yellow zombie, there, Hex. ]

Designation, and function?

[viraldawn]

[He's perfectly happy to get rid of you, Hex. Even if your power was useful while he could control it....]

Dear sister, I do hope your new accommodations are... up to scratch.

[Aka: He wouldn't be torn up if said Guardians erased you. Just fyi]

[Don't mind the Trojan horse, btw]

[chaostriumphs]

I'm sure I'll be able to carve myself out a nice little nest. You know me. Ever so adaptable.

[but oh! What's this? You're looking quite more... dinosaur-y since the last time she saw you. Her mask reflects her surprise] You look... different! [she chuckles and gives him a raised eyebrow] I trust the Web was kind to you, brother?

[viraldawn]

Indeed. You always were... versatile, to say the least.

[He gives a dark chuckle in return at that - but there's something bitter buried there. Then, flexing his claws to demonstrate ]

A well-earned [Hard-earned] upgrade, dear sister.

Now... I believe you mentioned something about fragmentation?

[madannoshashu]

A lady who likes to party, eh?

[chaostriumphs]

I do so love a good party! With tea and biscuits-- [her mask quickly shifts to a toothy maw] and mayhem!!

[madannoshashu]

[ Oh, Hex. You are a lady who speaks his language.

He grins. ]

Not as much fun without a little spark, are they?

so laaaaaaaaaate

[epicwiseass]

I think you're limited yourself. You could carry an entire Shakespearian production on your own.

[chaostriumphs]

Shakespeare? [she tilts her head, tapping a claw against her mask] Who's that now, dear? Some User thing, I suspect!

[the_final_word]

[Guess who isn't all that happy to see you, Hex?]

So I have you to blame for my current circumstances.

[chaostriumphs]

[guess who IS happy to see you! ... At least on the surface]

Ohhhh? You seem to be... not deleted anymore. I'm not responsible for recompiling you at all, my dear Daemon.