"I saw quite a few ICPs on the way over to the Commander. Is there any in particular you were looking for?" Kamui.EXE Asks.

~Kamui.EXE

Glad to see you again, TF. We should get moving towards MCP148.

Kamui, do you have a LightCycle control rod?

Let's ride! [booOOP! vrrINNG! vRRRRr!]

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I rezzed in the canopy and lead the rest away from the base towards MCP148 at full speed. as we reached the outer gates [taking some liberty here as to whatwe're doing, guys. just trying to move alaong...] we found them strangely abandoned. high security walls surrounded the building, but no guards or other type of security as around. I headed over to the security lock and started to hack the door. "Strange..." I commented. "...this place is deserted. a huge base sitting in a game grid in the middle of a warzone and it's abandonded? Why would the Residuum do that..."

(With the commander...)

"Sir!" yelled Rodermiss2. "all five tank squads are in place." "Good." I replyed. "get this command center a direct line to Tank squad one." Rodermiss2 patched in the chat line and got a perimiter sector map on the main display. "I am reading 70 Nanocycles until contact." said Rodermiss2. [chat_1(commander_one): "All squadrons report in."] [chat_1(commander_two): "Squad two ready."] [chat_1(commander_three): "Squad three ready."] [chat_1(commander_four): "Squad four ready."] [chat_1(commander_five): "Squad five ready."] [chat_1(commander_one): "All Squads ready, sir."] "Excellent." I replyed. "60 nanocycles until contact." Rodermiss2 again. [chat_1:"Sir, we can see the wave. it is approaching at a great speed. I don't know if our firewall would hold."] "50 nanocycles until contact." Rodermiss2 continued to count. [chat_1:"We are a small disance aw@#y F*^m th( perimit%r."] I couldn't help but try to talk to them. "There seems to be some kind of interfereance. is it related to the wall?" "30 nanocycles until contact." Rodermiss2 again. [chat_1: "Commander, y0u s33m t@ be br#@ki>g up as we!l. !t se3ms to be rel@&ed to th$ w@ll."] "10 nanocycles. until contact. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. contact." Rodermiss2 listened anxiously to the chat line. [chat_1: "T#3 W@ll iS.,. N0T st0pi>g! w3 @r3 0p3n!ng f!r3 &n tHe w@[l."] the sstatic now become mixed with cannon fire. [chat_1: "N0 3ff3(t! r#p#@t, N0- it's t@k!>g SQu@d 1! !t's-------------------"] Rodermiss2 turned and spoke quietly. "I'm afraid we've lost them sir."

(back with Harpo...)

"And I've... got it!" I yelled right as I finished the door. "Odd. the lock was easy to hack, but look, there's no lockpad on the inside. almost like it was meant to keep people in, not out." I commented as we entered. the base was strangly dark, and we opened the outer IP port and the orange-and-red disc appeared, floating in the air. "Hmm. I can only get us just within the walls." I spoke, then walked through the portal, and entered the base.

[comment]As long as everyone's ok with it, I'll introduce my idea in the next post, which will explain why the base is abandoned.[/comment]

Kamui.EXE paused for a moment to look at her surroundings. She then realized the other programs were walking past her. She stops looking and races after them.

"Wait for me!" She says.

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WHOA!!!!! ::: Turns and runs in the opposite direction so fast that (looking like an animal trying to change directions on the kitchen floor) it takes a few steps before he actually gains any momentum. as he runs, he taks out a mesh and fires behind him, spraying purple all over the place :::

/// comment: will the ... err... gridbugs reassemble themselves if I shoot them? ///

[comment]

Tron Fanatic Wrote:will the ... err... gridbugs reassemble themselves if I shoot them?

Yeah... probably... [/comment]
"Yaaah!" I jumped as I doged TF's mesh fire (where did he get a mesh?) still trying to keep ahead of the onslought of small gridbugs, barely staying ahead of the nasty little bugs. "That way!" I yelled as I guestured to a side hallway, "they may not follow us in there!" I trurned and made a plying leap to get in, then whipped around and mashed the door control button, hoping Kamui, TF and tweaker would get in quick enough.

(with the Commender...)

"What is the situation in sector three?" I asked. "mostly tank reserves. but that doesn't matter, seeing as it'll be gone in about 30 nanocyces." Came Jaxston_sys_monitor's reply. I sighed and sluped into my command chair. "There's no stopping this thing is there?" I pondered. "No, sir. we'd hae to make a system-wide evacuation." Rodermiss2 answered. I gave another sigh and looked at the main map. the only way to get out would be to cut throug all of the warsones and port out into a nehiboring system. At least the Hogs'll finaly get it. i smiled to myself at the thought, then suddenly a thought popped into my head. I tried to dissmiss it, but it made to much sense... I could make a treaty with the Hogs... it would make escape twice as fast, and everyone would survive... No. there was no way I could do that. I'll have to think of another way.

/// comment - Harpo isn't quite my first datawraith encounter.. ///

::: watches Tweaker blocking up the door with plane primatives :::

Wow, digital all-purpose adhesive. I could sure use some of that stuff on my home system.

::: hears a sizzling to his right as pixels begin flying off the wall just as they did on the door. sparks fly from damaged circuitry in the wall as a small hole appears through which gridbugs start coming in singlefile. :::

We're gonna need more planes! ::: opens fire with the mesh on the first bug that comes in. his shots hit head on, causing the bug to glow purple. it seems disoriented for a moment, but then comes straight at him and leaps for TF. He ducks and the bug latches itself onto the far wall. TF fires again. the impacts are enough to knock it off the wall, but the purple energy just seems to dissapate into the insect's hard exterior. :::

They're absorbing the energy!

Scuzzy tunnelers...

[sticks a plane over the opening and dashes down the hallway]