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Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
Grand Forks, Canada
2028/06/27 @ 838 Winks
Central Avenue Apartments
(( We're doing a Flashback B-Plot for this new episode! ))
"Dude, you still play that kiddie shit?" Bulldog derided.
"It's freaking Atom Girl Z, not PLixel Ripped. They have a secret sideboob in one of the cutscenes, bite me." Spike said. The pair were wearing VR devices to play the recent 3D remake of Atom Girl Z, Atom Girl: Renegade Hunter on their Hi-Cube home console.
"Okay, this I have to see."
The two vitrolic best buds weren't actually being jerks to each other, but they certainly weren't holding any punches against anybody else when it came to their loud and obnoxious conversations, giving them a reputation as "those two guys who piss you off". "Bulldog31337", or Higo Powell, was not so much a gamer as a "I only play sports games" Jock meathead. Spike69, or Spiro Kennedy, was an action gamer who mostly played VR titles like piedpiper's Naphil Online, which he was subscribed to full time so he come pretend to be a giant king with a narcissistic streak.
Fortunately, these didn't bleed into the job. Yes, both were employees of tech companies, though not with Hinobi. Spike was part of the Quest Buy "Nerd Squad", while Higo was a marketing exec at Blume because his Uncle was the new CEO. Spike was smarter, but Bulldog had all the charisma and the two did rely on it (even though they'd never admit it due to their, fortunately non-violent, homophobic/transphobic views of sexuality) to impress clients and employers. Though to be fair, Bulldog might have been straight but he was also an idiot "my daddy donated money to UBC" frat brother who never explains how he was hazed, and Spike's whole "generic light novel protagonist" look didn't exactly imply he was trying to inspire awe at his masculinity.
In spite of their wealth (Spike's parents were high up in Tristar, a South Korean mega-conglomerate that even Hinobi and Sidney tried to keep from getting on the bad side of; they just happened to be some of the few members of the family that owned the Tristar Chaebol who actually believed in the idea of "power must not come without responsibility") the two had moved to a cul-de-sac at the end of Riverside Drive, just across from the Moran House Bed & Breakfast, because they were told they HAD to get a roommate and save half of their rent up to buy a house because their parents agreed they were rich idiots and needed to get a day job. Little did they know that both, for all their jerkassery, were sort of like Batman in that sense; rich, not exactly perfect, but still willing and eager to do the job right for personal reasons. Which was why after only a year, Bulldog was sending in his two weeks' notice and becoming a freelance Glitch Tech now that they were in on the secret. Spike had already started working just the previous day, and their new large house wasn't even close to filled by their belongings yet they couldn't afford additional furniture.
"Hoooooly shiiiiit, you were right!" Bulldog triumphantly said, snapping a screenshot. "Wait, why aren't the jiggle physics working right?" he asked, trying to use his VR-gloved hands to do things best left unsaid and unseen.
"Because of my job, dumbass. I'm beta-testing this thing, for some reason when you..." he said, making crude motions, "...it, eh, doesn't work right."
"Well whoever's making it is going to be rich if they get it working." Bulldog said, "I am going to get to brag I was the first person to have a virtual girlfriend you can-"
"Dude, it's Atom Girl Z, not Bunnybabe: The Mansion. And don't go blabbing, we signed an NDA and they have memory-wiping."
"Guys, you can't just leave the toilet paper roll empty! When the heck are you going to start cleaning up your own messes instead of everyone el-"
"Eliza, stop." Bulldog said to the iqBot-produced PLixel NPC Maid.
The face on the screen of their Horizen Mirror Show 10 gave an unhappy look but complied. While annoyed, she didn't actually have the capability to hate or kill, but these two could REALLY push her buttons with their moronic behavior. "Fine. Would you like to order an item from your Horizen Prime wishlist?"
"Urp..." the third roommate, still in a coma after helping move stuff in, audibly expelled. Erwin "O-Skunk" Rovski had been their neighbour at UBC and the two quickly became three. Despite looking like a fat clueless oaf, Erwin was actually pretty skilled at fixing the one part of video games people often overlook; the screen. Erwin wasn't just a screen replacer or TV repairman. He was the guy who could fix proprietary junk that had been built to be electronic, the guy who could use a drop of live PLixels on a chip and sit back as they repaired an HCP molecule by molecule. He wasn't as skilled as HardModeWarez in this sense, but he did have one advantage; He knew robotics like the back of his hand. If it wasn't for the fact that Hiro Hamada, who had invented PLixels in the late 19th Century at the age of 12, was a child prodigy, he might even be considered the top expert on robotics ever.
The relation between robotics and screens? Erwin didn't know much about screens or circuits but he learned about it as well as he could and then experimented with his own invention... Repair PLixels, able to replace manual system restore entirely by detecting whether infrastructure has deviated from its specifications (and, as a suggestion made by a close friend he simply called "Big Cat", to make auto-repair an "opt-in" service for safety and convenience reasons). He needed a test subject, so to speak, and chose a busted Horizen Pulse Show 10 he purchased on BeeBay (it was 5 years old by that point) as the first test. The results were promising, though it took three tries before he had a success, and almost 100 tries to actually fully restore it. Then he added the "Hologram Girl" skill on an open-source replacement for the former Eliza App that was no longer supported.
After successfully licensing the newly-patented solution to Hinobi, he had become a permanent member of his roommate's little operation, since the two-become-three were too NEET-ish to work a job where they would be in some way bored most of the time, and manual labor jobs had mostly been replaced by Union-represented or Employee-owned employers in service and skilled labor industries. The Fast Fusion Franchise restaurant industry, the small online business boom that came with the closure of Horizen Prime and Mall-Mart and the creation of the Hiverse's Artisanal Digital Goods industry, and skilled work such as Lawyers, Doctors, Teachers and (thanks to crackdowns on big shareholders by the IRS and the expansion of the cryptocurrency system) Tax Collectors were the most common careers and jobs in North America.
"Is he still passed out?" Eliza asked.
"No, my eyes hurt." Erwin complained.
"You didn't even say anything!" Eliza pointed out, "Come on, you went to bed before the welcome party even ended, you can't be hungover still."
"Screw you, Eliza, I'm tired. At least I'm not arguing about jiggle physics... or lashing out because men like jiggle physics."
"Excuse me?" Spike jokingly acted offended.
"At least I'm not a hack hacker who is so overspecialized he had to program nanobots to win a contest and still lost to a virtual replica city!" she said.
Erwin opened his eyes and LITERAL BEAMS OF LIGHT glowed from them, though this may have been a trick of the light. "Real shit?! You're talking smack about me?"
"Do you WANT a robot war? Because this is how you get a robot war." she said, referring to the same films which Helpie would imitate for Zoe and Gadg8eer the next day.
They would have turned her off, but to be fair, she wasn't evil. They just knew she didn't really fit in and would be in danger if she were known to the wider world. While still bound to Erwin's orders, she had feelings and was not a video game enemy but a local instance of a smarthome AI, triggered by one of the many tests Erwin did that must have caused a malfunction and spawned her not just as an AI Assistant, but as a being that had opinions of her own. Unfortunately those opinions were mostly informed by the (2D) internet, giving her an independence streak that was oddly paired with an overly critical view of human's reliance on technology. In short, Eliza was the sum average of the internet at a given point in time rather than a normal, individual-based quantum observer.
At that moment, someone knocked on their door. Eliza de-Glitched herself enough to seem like a generic and non-sentient Language Learning Model, knowing the Landlord was starting to get suspicious. "Better turn that down, I can hear it from the kitchen!" Spike shouted, and then did a fake Australian accent voice impression. "THE BRAIGHT PLOOMAGE ATTRacts the females of the speesees..." he gradually lowered his voice.
"Scraw! Scraw!" came a voice from the TV that Eliza had been linked to via the roommates' whi-fi network. "...but a clever predat-"
"What was that?!" Bulldog said just loudly enough to sound like the TV had been way too loud and then suddenly muted.
"Dude, quiet down. Someone's at the door." Spike said and winked, then headed to the door of the apartment. "Yeah?"
"Delivery for a Spiro Kennedy? From GNU Forks Electronic and PLixel Tech Repair?" the person said.
2028/06/27 @ 838 Winks
Central Avenue Apartments
(( We're doing a Flashback B-Plot for this new episode! ))
"Dude, you still play that kiddie shit?" Bulldog derided.
"It's freaking Atom Girl Z, not PLixel Ripped. They have a secret sideboob in one of the cutscenes, bite me." Spike said. The pair were wearing VR devices to play the recent 3D remake of Atom Girl Z, Atom Girl: Renegade Hunter on their Hi-Cube home console.
"Okay, this I have to see."
The two vitrolic best buds weren't actually being jerks to each other, but they certainly weren't holding any punches against anybody else when it came to their loud and obnoxious conversations, giving them a reputation as "those two guys who piss you off". "Bulldog31337", or Higo Powell, was not so much a gamer as a "I only play sports games" Jock meathead. Spike69, or Spiro Kennedy, was an action gamer who mostly played VR titles like piedpiper's Naphil Online, which he was subscribed to full time so he come pretend to be a giant king with a narcissistic streak.
Fortunately, these didn't bleed into the job. Yes, both were employees of tech companies, though not with Hinobi. Spike was part of the Quest Buy "Nerd Squad", while Higo was a marketing exec at Blume because his Uncle was the new CEO. Spike was smarter, but Bulldog had all the charisma and the two did rely on it (even though they'd never admit it due to their, fortunately non-violent, homophobic/transphobic views of sexuality) to impress clients and employers. Though to be fair, Bulldog might have been straight but he was also an idiot "my daddy donated money to UBC" frat brother who never explains how he was hazed, and Spike's whole "generic light novel protagonist" look didn't exactly imply he was trying to inspire awe at his masculinity.
In spite of their wealth (Spike's parents were high up in Tristar, a South Korean mega-conglomerate that even Hinobi and Sidney tried to keep from getting on the bad side of; they just happened to be some of the few members of the family that owned the Tristar Chaebol who actually believed in the idea of "power must not come without responsibility") the two had moved to a cul-de-sac at the end of Riverside Drive, just across from the Moran House Bed & Breakfast, because they were told they HAD to get a roommate and save half of their rent up to buy a house because their parents agreed they were rich idiots and needed to get a day job. Little did they know that both, for all their jerkassery, were sort of like Batman in that sense; rich, not exactly perfect, but still willing and eager to do the job right for personal reasons. Which was why after only a year, Bulldog was sending in his two weeks' notice and becoming a freelance Glitch Tech now that they were in on the secret. Spike had already started working just the previous day, and their new large house wasn't even close to filled by their belongings yet they couldn't afford additional furniture.
"Hoooooly shiiiiit, you were right!" Bulldog triumphantly said, snapping a screenshot. "Wait, why aren't the jiggle physics working right?" he asked, trying to use his VR-gloved hands to do things best left unsaid and unseen.
"Because of my job, dumbass. I'm beta-testing this thing, for some reason when you..." he said, making crude motions, "...it, eh, doesn't work right."
"Well whoever's making it is going to be rich if they get it working." Bulldog said, "I am going to get to brag I was the first person to have a virtual girlfriend you can-"
"Dude, it's Atom Girl Z, not Bunnybabe: The Mansion. And don't go blabbing, we signed an NDA and they have memory-wiping."
"Guys, you can't just leave the toilet paper roll empty! When the heck are you going to start cleaning up your own messes instead of everyone el-"
"Eliza, stop." Bulldog said to the iqBot-produced PLixel NPC Maid.
The face on the screen of their Horizen Mirror Show 10 gave an unhappy look but complied. While annoyed, she didn't actually have the capability to hate or kill, but these two could REALLY push her buttons with their moronic behavior. "Fine. Would you like to order an item from your Horizen Prime wishlist?"
"Urp..." the third roommate, still in a coma after helping move stuff in, audibly expelled. Erwin "O-Skunk" Rovski had been their neighbour at UBC and the two quickly became three. Despite looking like a fat clueless oaf, Erwin was actually pretty skilled at fixing the one part of video games people often overlook; the screen. Erwin wasn't just a screen replacer or TV repairman. He was the guy who could fix proprietary junk that had been built to be electronic, the guy who could use a drop of live PLixels on a chip and sit back as they repaired an HCP molecule by molecule. He wasn't as skilled as HardModeWarez in this sense, but he did have one advantage; He knew robotics like the back of his hand. If it wasn't for the fact that Hiro Hamada, who had invented PLixels in the late 19th Century at the age of 12, was a child prodigy, he might even be considered the top expert on robotics ever.
The relation between robotics and screens? Erwin didn't know much about screens or circuits but he learned about it as well as he could and then experimented with his own invention... Repair PLixels, able to replace manual system restore entirely by detecting whether infrastructure has deviated from its specifications (and, as a suggestion made by a close friend he simply called "Big Cat", to make auto-repair an "opt-in" service for safety and convenience reasons). He needed a test subject, so to speak, and chose a busted Horizen Pulse Show 10 he purchased on BeeBay (it was 5 years old by that point) as the first test. The results were promising, though it took three tries before he had a success, and almost 100 tries to actually fully restore it. Then he added the "Hologram Girl" skill on an open-source replacement for the former Eliza App that was no longer supported.
After successfully licensing the newly-patented solution to Hinobi, he had become a permanent member of his roommate's little operation, since the two-become-three were too NEET-ish to work a job where they would be in some way bored most of the time, and manual labor jobs had mostly been replaced by Union-represented or Employee-owned employers in service and skilled labor industries. The Fast Fusion Franchise restaurant industry, the small online business boom that came with the closure of Horizen Prime and Mall-Mart and the creation of the Hiverse's Artisanal Digital Goods industry, and skilled work such as Lawyers, Doctors, Teachers and (thanks to crackdowns on big shareholders by the IRS and the expansion of the cryptocurrency system) Tax Collectors were the most common careers and jobs in North America.
"Is he still passed out?" Eliza asked.
"No, my eyes hurt." Erwin complained.
"You didn't even say anything!" Eliza pointed out, "Come on, you went to bed before the welcome party even ended, you can't be hungover still."
"Screw you, Eliza, I'm tired. At least I'm not arguing about jiggle physics... or lashing out because men like jiggle physics."
"Excuse me?" Spike jokingly acted offended.
"At least I'm not a hack hacker who is so overspecialized he had to program nanobots to win a contest and still lost to a virtual replica city!" she said.
Erwin opened his eyes and LITERAL BEAMS OF LIGHT glowed from them, though this may have been a trick of the light. "Real shit?! You're talking smack about me?"
"Do you WANT a robot war? Because this is how you get a robot war." she said, referring to the same films which Helpie would imitate for Zoe and Gadg8eer the next day.
They would have turned her off, but to be fair, she wasn't evil. They just knew she didn't really fit in and would be in danger if she were known to the wider world. While still bound to Erwin's orders, she had feelings and was not a video game enemy but a local instance of a smarthome AI, triggered by one of the many tests Erwin did that must have caused a malfunction and spawned her not just as an AI Assistant, but as a being that had opinions of her own. Unfortunately those opinions were mostly informed by the (2D) internet, giving her an independence streak that was oddly paired with an overly critical view of human's reliance on technology. In short, Eliza was the sum average of the internet at a given point in time rather than a normal, individual-based quantum observer.
At that moment, someone knocked on their door. Eliza de-Glitched herself enough to seem like a generic and non-sentient Language Learning Model, knowing the Landlord was starting to get suspicious. "Better turn that down, I can hear it from the kitchen!" Spike shouted, and then did a fake Australian accent voice impression. "THE BRAIGHT PLOOMAGE ATTRacts the females of the speesees..." he gradually lowered his voice.
"Scraw! Scraw!" came a voice from the TV that Eliza had been linked to via the roommates' whi-fi network. "...but a clever predat-"
"What was that?!" Bulldog said just loudly enough to sound like the TV had been way too loud and then suddenly muted.
"Dude, quiet down. Someone's at the door." Spike said and winked, then headed to the door of the apartment. "Yeah?"
"Delivery for a Spiro Kennedy? From GNU Forks Electronic and PLixel Tech Repair?" the person said.
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Sir loin of beef
Two Thousand Club
"Actually, that's not quite how that works. Levels 1 through 3 are basic to difficult mooks. Level 4 is an Elite Mook or a "King" or Giant Mook. Level 5 is a miniboss. Level 6 is a stage boss. Level 7 is end bosses and that's the top of the scale. Anything which falls under Level 8 is Over 9000, so to speak." Hum responded. "It's at the back of the manual, I don't blame you if you didn't understand the boring tables or even make it that far. Bolypius is obviously a Level 8, since there are no higher levels than being off the scale."
"Is there a level 0?" Gadg8eer asked.
"Inanimate hazards are -1 and moving hazards like map-based obstacles are 0, but that's just internally. They're not coded with any personality or even patterns, so no." Hum pointed out. "Oh, hey, Elly."
"Please tell me Bolypius is secured." DPortEd asked.
"Where would he be?" Gadg8eer asked.
"Blue shipping can with a Hinobi logo on the side, on a train car." DPortEd explained.
"Okay. OPERATOR, time and date?" Gadg8eer asked.
"The current international time is @265 on Thursday, June 29 in the year 12028 HE. The local time is 10:21 PM PST, on Wednesday, June 28 in the year 2028 Anno-Domini-slash-Common-Era."
"Darn. The Smartgird is still off!"
"Yo! Eddy, we got a problem, Bolypius escaped!" ReadyPlayerJuan shouted, having appeared from behind a car to point at the unoccupied train tracks.
"He stole the train?!" Gadg8eer exclaimed.
"Couldn't be. Those tracks are due to be torn up because their foundations were damaged in the last flood." Ed pointed out.
"...he... it? ...stole the train." Tobi added over her mic.
Ed cringed. "AW F-"
"-ILE SYSTEM CHECK!" Eddy shouted, and ran for the Perfectly Electric Vehicle, driving away.
"Uh oh. He forgot Skipper. This isn't going to go well..." iQ realized, pointing to the robot dog that had been left behind when Davenport got into the van.
"We... should follow him." Hum pointed out. "Preferably in a more active way now that we're all on the same page."
"He took our van." Gadg8eer said, a bit shocked.
"No problemo, ours is fine!" Juan shouted, hopping into his driver's seat of the Hive-Tec van and then popping open the rear doors to the vehicle. "Tobi, come on, we've got a train to catch!"
The back was a bit crowded with four people, but for now it would have to do; not everything a Tech does is completely badass and awesome, every once in a while the inconveniences are unavoidable and even serious but, due to the miracle tech of system restore, the parts where it sucks most are usually just this kind of painful awkward emergency situation.
"So... um... Anyone here play BRIX Brawls?"
Grand Forks, Canada
2028/06/27 @ 838 Beets
Arcade Kingdom & VR Paintball World Reloaded
(( We're doing a Flashback B-Plot for this new episode! ))
"Dude, you still play that kiddie shit?" Bulldog derided.
"It's freaking Atom Girl Z, not PLixel Ripped. They have a secret sideboob in one of the cutscenes, bite me." Spike said. The pair were wearing VR devices to play the recent 3D remake of Atom Girl Z, Atom Girl: Renegade Hunter on their Hi-Cube home console.
"Okay, this I have to see."
The two vitrolic best buds weren't actually being jerks to each other, but they certainly weren't holding any punches against anybody else when it came to their loud and obnoxious conversations, giving them a reputation as "those two guys who piss you off". "Bulldog31337", or Higo Powell, was not so much a gamer as a "I only play sports games" Jock meathead. Spike69, or Spiro Kennedy, was an action gamer who mostly played VR titles like piedpiper's Naphil Online, which he was subscribed to full time so he come pretend to be a giant king with a narcissistic streak.
Fortunately, these didn't bleed into the job. Yes, both were employees of tech companies, though not with Hinobi. Spike was part of the Quest Buy "Nerd Squad", while Higo was a marketing exec at Blume because his Uncle was the new CEO. Spike was smarter, but Bulldog had all the charisma and the two did rely on it (even though they'd never admit it due to their, fortunately non-violent, homophobic/transphobic views of sexuality. Though to be fair, Bulldog might have been straight but he was also an idiot "my daddy donated money to UBC" frat brother who never explains how he was hazed, and Spike's whole "generic light novel protagonist" look didn't exactly imply he was trying to inspire awe at his masculinity.
In spite of their wealth (Spike's parents were high up in Tristar, a South Korean mega-conglomerate that even Hinobi and Sidney tried to keep from getting on the bad side of; they just happened to be some of the few members of the family that owned the Tristar Chaebol who actually believed in the idea of "power must not come without responsibility") the two had moved to a cul-de-sac at the end of Riverside Drive, just across from the Moran House Bed & Breakfast, because they were told they HAD to get a roommate and save half of their rent up to buy a hose because their parents agreed they were rich idiots and needed to get a day job. Little did they know that both, for all their jerkassery, were sort of like Batman in that sense; rich, not exactly perfect, but still willing and eager to do the job right for personal reasons. Which was why after only a year, Bulldog was sending in his two weeks' notice and becoming a freelance Glitch Tech now that they were in on the secret. Spike had already started working just the previous day, and their new large house wasn't even close to filled by their belongings yet they couldn't afford additional furniture.
"Hoooooly shiiiiit, you were right!" Bulldog triumphantly said, snapping a screenshot. "Wait, why aren't the jiggle physics working right?" he asked, trying to use his VR-gloved hands to do things best left unsaid and unseen.
"Because of my job, dumbass. I'm beta-testing this thing, for some reason when you..." he said, making crude motions, "...it, eh, doesn't work right."
"Well whoever's making it is going to be rich if they get it working." Bulldog said, "I am going to get to brag I was the first person to have a virtual girlfriend you can-"
"Dude, it's Atom Girl Z, not Bunnybabe: The Mansion. And don't go blabbing, we signed an NDA and they have memory-wiping."
"Guys, you can't just leave the toilet paper roll empty! When the heck are you going to start cleaning up your own messes instead of everyone el-"
"Eliza, stop." Bulldog said to the iqBot-produced PLixel NPC Maid.
The face on the screen of their Horizen Mirror Show 10 gave an unhappy look but complied. While annoyed, she didn't actually have the capability to hate or kill, but these two could REALLY push her buttons with their moronic behavior. "Fine. Would you like to order an item from your Horizen Prime wishlist?"
"Urp..." the third roommate, still in a coma after helping move stuff in, audibly expelled. Erwin "O-Skunk" Rovski had been their neighbour at UBC and the two quickly became three. Despite looking like a fat clueless oaf, Erwin was actually pretty skilled at fixing the one part of video games people often overlook; the screen. Erwin wasn't just a screen replacer or TV repairman. He was the guy who could fix proprietary junk that had been built to be electronic, the guy who could use a drop of live PLixels on a chip and sit back as they repaired an HCP molecule by molecule. He wasn't as skilled as HardModeWarez in this sense, but he did have one advantage; He knew robotics like the back of his hand. If it wasn't for the fact that Hiro Hamada, who had invented PLixels in the late 19th Century at the age of 12, was a child prodigy, he might even be considered the top expert on robotics.
The relation between robotics and screens? Erwin didn't know much about screens or circuits but he learned about it as well as he could and then experimented with his own invention... Repair PLixels, able to replace manual system restore entirely by detecting whether infrastructure has deviated from its specifications (and, as a suggestion made by a close friend he simply called "Big Cat", to make auto-repair an "opt-in" service for safety and convenience reasons). He needed a test subject, so to speak, and chose a busted Horizen Pulse Show 10 he purchased on BeeBay (it was 5 years old by that point) as the first test. The results were promising, though it took three tries before he had a success, and almost 100 tries to actually fully restore it. Then he added the "Hologram Girl" skill on an open-source replacement for the former Eliza App that was no longer supported.
After successfully licensing the newly-patented solution to Hinobi, he had become a permanent member of his roommate's little operation, since the two-become-three were too NEET-ish to work a job where they would be in some way bored most of the time, and manual labor jobs had mostly been replaced by Union-represented or Employee-owned employers in service and skilled labor industries. The Fast Fusion Franchise restaurant industry, the small online business boom that came with the closure of Horizen Prime and Mall-Mart and the creation of the Hiverse's Artisanal Digital Goods industry, and skilled work such as Lawyers, Doctors, Teachers and (thanks to crackdowns on big shareholders by the IRS and the expansion of the cryptocurrency system) Tax Collectors were the most common careers and jobs in North America.
"Is he still passed out?" Eliza asked.
"No, my eyes hurt." Erwin complained.
"You didn't even say anything!" Eliza pointed out, "Come on, you went to bed before the welcome party even ended, you can't be hungover still."
"Screw you, Eliza, I'm tired. At least I'm not arguing about jiggle physics or lashing out because men like jiggle physics."
"Excuse me?" Spike jokingly acted offended.
"At least I'm not a hack hacker who is so overspecialized he had to program nanobots to win a contest and lost to a virtual replica city!" she said.
Erwin opened his eyes. "Real shit?! You're talking smack about me?"
"Do you WANT a robot war? Because this is how you get a robot war." she said, referring to the same films which Helpie would imitate for Zoe and Gadg8eer the next day.
They would have turned her off, but to be fair, she wasn't evil. They just knew she didn't really fit in and would be in danger if she were known to the wider world. While still bound to Erwin's orders, she had feelings and was not a video game enemy but a local instance of a smarthome AI, triggered by one of the many tests Erwin did that must have caused a malfunction and spawned her not just as an AI Assistant, but as a being that had opinions of her own. Unfortunately those opinions were mostly informed by the internet, giving her an independence streak that was oddly paired with an overly critical view of human's reliance on technology. In short, Eliza was the sum average of the internet at a given point in time rather than a normal, individual-based quantum observer.
At that moment, someone knocked on their door. Eliza transformed into a beam of light that returned to the Horizen Pulse, knowing the Landlord was starting to get suspicious. "Better turn that down, I can hear it from the kitchen!" Spike shouted, and then did a fake Australian accent voice impression. "THE BRAIGHT PLOOMAGE ATTRacts the females of the speesees..." he gradually lowered his voice.
"Scraw! Scraw!" came a voice from the TV that Eliza had been linked to via the roommates' whi-fi network. "...but a clever predat-"
"What was that?!" Bulldog said just loudly enough to sound like the TV had been way too loud.
"Dude, quiet down. Someone's at the door." Spike said and winked, then headed to the door of the apartment. "Yeah?"
"Delivery for a Spiro Kennedy? From GNU Forks Electronic and PLixel Tech Repair?" the person said.
((Captain Wyldstorm
Sir loin of beef
MisterEightySix
Lady Moldoma I've got 2 options if all the above fits your characters. Either this is a good way to let you introduce your character's weapons and origins, or I've got a way to make my next post the last one for the flashback and return to your regularly-scheduled RP. If it doesn't fit your characters, feel free to let me know and I'll retcon/skip it entirely. ))
In the Flashback
"Uhh yeah, that's me." Spiro responded. "So Do I sign here or what?"
"Flanked by a Few Competitors", r2 "Megamass Rocket Manager for HypnOS 95 Professional Edition (DEMO)"
Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
"Yeah." the deliveryman said, and called up an AugReal VidWindow that displayed a login screen with a big circle labelled PLACE HAND HERE TO LOGIN WITH YOUR HIVERSE ID.
Once the package had been signed for, the deliveryman wheeled in a large cardboard box labelled "CAUTION: CONTAINS TELECOMMUTING DROID" and "THIS SIDE UP AT ALL TIMES" into the shared apartment which was now technically being rented out via BeeWork starting at the end of the month, the Hinobi Real Estate Branch that was actually a cover for the Contractor Techs that Hinobi now relied on in certain locations.
"Fourth roommate. She's in Texas, you'll be working with her starting tomorrow via her telecommute." the deliveryman explained. "You have a closet or something? It needs to be plugged in to charge, some sort of custom rig built using practically ancient hardware components."
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"Flanked by a Few Competitors", r3 "Megamass Rocket Manager for HypnOS 95 Expert Edition (KIOSK MODE)"
Sir loin of beef
Two Thousand Club
Spiro placed his hand in the big circle, once his log-in was confirmed the deliveryman wheeled in the large cardboard box.
(i'll get to work on the council post soon)
"Flanked by a Few Competitors", r4 "Megamass Rocket Manager for HypnOS 95 Master Edition (UNLICENSED)"
Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
The box was labelled "Conway-Alliance Shipping" and - once the cardboard outer wrappings were off - made of heavy metal, measured to fit the dimensions of the Stor-All Cargo Unit (or "SCU" for short).
Clearly designed for the robot inside, the crate - a robot charging stand in mobile form - was 2 SCU in height but only 1 SCU in width and length, and had a retractible power cable which Spiro plugged into the wall. Once plugged in, the crate gave a hiss as the robot emitted a thin cloud of steam from - oddly - the machine's nether-regions.
The robot turned on and loaded its' pre-programmed direct connection to the person expecting to use it.
Connection lost.
Loading return.protocol...
Warning! Data corruption detected.
Do NOT continue unless you are an authorized Level 4 or above Hinobi Glitch Technician or an equivalent registered Game Mechanic.
Attempt reboot anyway? [Y/n]?
> N
Attempting to retrace and repair memory logs...Grand Forks, BC, Canada
2028/06/27 @ 844 Winks
Central Avenue Apartments
Zoe's robotic body finally connected, after her shitty monopoly-holding IOI internet connection decided to cooperate with the Hinobi-provided VPN, providing her with a view of a location she'd never been to. It appeared this was the apartment where her robot would be staying with several other Hinobi-employed freelancers at whatever this weird secret job was supposed to be.
(( Flashback time! ))
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"Flanked by a Few Competitors", r5 "Megamass Rocket Manager (PRO LICENSE) for HypnOS 95 Adept Edition "
Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
The box hadn't been opened, but as it was meant to be a containerized charging dock, it automatically opened up to reveal her roommates trying to find somewhere to get rid of the cardboard exterior.
((
Sir loin of beef
Lady Moldoma
A properly unambiguous opening for the flashback as you requested. ))
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Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
The body stepped out. “Yo… you guys got a closet ready, right?” The combination of her own voice training and advanced voice modulation was as always passingly female. No one on would know on the other end that Zoe was amab, albeit someone who did their best to look and sound female, if only for themselves rather than anyone in particular.The box hadn't been opened, but as it was meant to be a containerized charging dock, it automatically opened up to reveal her roommates trying to find somewhere to get rid of the cardboard exterior.
((
“Or did they not tell you about this ahead of time?” She inquired. Crossing her arms. “Wouldn’t be the first time a company grifted me or failed to deliver.” She says.
“I guess we should get introductions out of the way. We live in the post-digital cyber-hell, so you might as well call me by my tag, Zoe. Since that’s my preferred name anyway.” She says. “This robot body of mine doesn’t eat, so if you were hoping to greet your new roommate with a meal or something… uh, send a Mealhub to this address.” An address flashed up on screen.
“It’s my secure drop point for that stuff. Like a PO Box but for people who suffer from social degradation or care to hide their identities. I have a much less interesting robot for getting those.”
Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
Erwin finally woke up again and glanced over at the new arrival. "Ech? Where you punks get a Y2Kei TV Head?"
"Dude, that's the extra roommate from Texas. She's telecommuting." Spike pointed out.
"Ah, okay. I.. uh... I'd better get cleaned up." Erwin realized, and wrapped his blanket around himself to head to the dresser in the corner of the living room to grab clothes and then to the open door of the washroom.
"I'm Spike, that's SavageDragonbert with the BO and hangover who was on the couch, and over in the kitchen is Bulldog. We have a closet, but it's cursed. I swear, everything that ever goes in there ends up broken. So, uh... What kind of games do you play, Zoe?" Spike asked Zoe.
"Dude, she's a famous streamer!" Bulldog pointed out.
"Can't be that famous if there's no memes of her shilling FjordVPN and Honkai: Shadow Impact!" Spike joked.
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Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
"My advertising contract is exclusive with CheatGenKey. The only way you'd find memes about me is either in my community, or in that community." She replies, pausing for a moment.
She raises her finger "Oh hold on, no, I did do a voice cameo on an episode of Shining Pals. But I feel like if you're watching that show you're already familiar with my characterization as a furious gamer girl streamer because of the kind of communities you'd be into."
"I don't get out much. Recording for that was probably one of the last times I've been out of my house in the past 5 or so years... I mostly live through my robotic bodies..." She explains. "We'll get into that whenever I'm more comfortable dumping that on you, though."
Zoe stepped out of the box, and went to sit her robotic body down on the couch.
"I used to play a lot of bootleg pre-hinobi-monopoly games on stream. Sometimes I would play multiplayer games with other streamers, but I'm too antisocial for a lot of the more cutesie Vtuber types to want to hang out with me. I'm a bit of a variety streamer, but I mostly just play new releases or obscure indie games now."
"I'm afraid I'm on the dry end of the content pool. People are getting tired of the angry checkerboard-colored girl who screams curse words. And I'm no closer to getting ahold of a full-scale brain upload that I know the corpos are hiding from me..."
"I reason I don't have much longer as is, so with the constantly rising rates of livable condition costs and the falling rates of median pay for mid-level, edge-centric entertainers like myself, I gotta move on to new things. Hinobi said they had a contract, so I signed up and they flew my robotic body out here. Though forgive me if my only actual experience with Canada is the Snott Ingram comic series by Brian McDonnell O'neill."
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Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
"Ugh, been there." Spike agreed. "For me, it was my webcomic. When I was a teenager with a lame bowl cut, I thought I was hot shit and used to shadowban people from my forums for criticizing it. Then I realized nobody read my comic out of respect when my most passionately-created story arc became a meme about unnecessary edge."
"I got a useless graphic design degree and flunked out of the job market." Bulldog shrugged.
"Back ins my day, I repaired TVs for a living! Those newfangled anti-aging medications keeps me youngs!" Erwin responded, returning in a stained and crusty shirt with the words Microdyne Systems and Trust Your Urbanoids: The Only Y2K-compliant Robots! on it.
"According to a Horizen Answers user, with the rapidly visible return of heavy competition against the former Hinobi monopoly following the 2027 resolution of the famous The United States of America vs. Hinobi Technologies Corporation anti-competition lawsuit, and the rapid implementation of Language Learning Models, it is likely that I, Eliza, will be obsolete if not unsupported by the end of 2030. Would you like me to set a reminder to upgrade to a newer technology on January 1st, 2031?" stated the (seemingly pre-programmed and with flawed voice recognition) device on the kitchen pony wall in the center of the apartment.
At that moment, there almost seemed to be a disconnect, like ZoeIRL had blanked out for a second.
"I asked what kind of music I should put on?" the driver asked. "Blink it, here's our exit."
Zoe didn't know why she was thinking back to over 24 hours ago so heavily,but it was like there was some sort of important link to something that she couldn't just drop.
The hybrid Karin sedan, already over a decade old, squeaked a bit on its' breaks as it pulled up to the airport departures drop-off area. At that moment Zoe got another text.
Check the glove compartment. - W
Inside was an envelope with the CheatGenKey site logo printed on it, along with the words Do not open until X-mas in a cheesy red and green font that wasn't even remotely in season. Zoe knew that was code for "private info, but not critically so".
"Oh, yeah, your company was weird about that, said it was for security reasons." the driver responded.
Attempting to retrace and repair memory logs...
Repair successful. Shutdown? [Y/n]?
> N
Restart and boot into Sphenux Install 'CGK Custom for ZoeIRL' now? [Y/n]?
> Y"Anyway, I've got another customer, and this was prepaid so... you're good to go?" the OmniCab driver asked as Zoe snapped back to reality. She wasn't sure why, but something about what she was physically feeling and the inability to keep from being dragged into vivid memories of the recent past was not right.
Had she been poisoned? Nothing had seemed out of place about her home before she left - even granted that her window had shattered from the explosion in the neighbor's house - as she hadn't noticed any doors left open or found signs of forced entry on the way out and she was just paranoid enough to rely on both a traditional mechanical lock and a smartlock doorbell for her front door and backdoor, and with the recent downturn in wealth in her neighborhood the windows were all fitted with metal bars too. The driver didn't seem to know more than he was told either, so she doubted he was in on something.
The reason for the paranoia was personal, but apparently Dee had some former friends turned enemies to worry about and she had rubbed off on "Zoe" due to the nature of living in America after the Housing Market Crash of 2008 and the corporate abuses that had led to Hinobi's monopoly being almost beneficial; As the only company that hadn't shafted its customers repeatedly, by 2019 Hinobi was the only tech company people trusted enough to buy from at all. "With competition like Arasaka, Innovative Online Industries, Hooli, Blume, Lifeinvader and E-Corp, who needs consumer choice?"
Of course, co.vid-19 had eroded even their reputation, but Hinobi was still by far the leading company, with all of their returning competition being in-name-only revivals of the existing brands, usually after everything else was sold off to pay back creditors.
One final text came in as Zoe headed into the airport. Check in with the tickets. Play along when they mention an 'issue'. - W Zoe opened the envelope and found a ticket for a Transoceanic Airlines flight to Cape Town, giving her a check-in desk to visit...
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Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
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Grand Forks, Canada
2028/06/21 @ 880 Winks
"Finally, our last entrant for the region..." the announcer - a local - spoke, but wasn't given enough time to retract their words before the entrant stepped on stage.
"Hi, I'm known as Gadg8eer on the Hiverse" the young man said, nervous but hoping that presenting what he considered his greatest achievement would be enough. Practically every kid, teenager and young adult had showed up to the event at city park being sponsored by the Hinobi Corporation, a startup called "SkleatShoes", and the local Hinobi Store 10,810 in Grand Forks, BC... Also known as the "Gnu Forks store" because it was not actually an official Hinobi store, but a local shop that registered with the "Hinobi Affiliate" repair shop partnership program, and because of a sign on the front labelled "GNU Fork Computers" on the front.
There was a cough in the crowd as the whole town just stared. Many of them didn't care for him or his family. His dad, who volunteered at the local homeless shelter, was hated by the anti-homeless City Council. His mother had a friend who was a common law widow of a man whose wealthy grandkids with his ex-wife were trying to steal the inheritance of said friend/common law wife. His younger brother had been the kind of person to use his wit to drive away bullies at Grand Forks Secondary School.
And himself? He was always the one who spoke out against anything unjust, the one who got kicked out of a writer's guild who would rather cater to a 40-something woman who hated men, than the young outcast from the outcast family who said "No, you're making an excuse to not save starving children in developing nations so that you can also claim that I'm selfish for wanting to be equal to my classmates! Life should be fair!"
He had been blocked from the internet and video games in 2001 until 2003 by some government official who had him taken away from his family and put in a foster home for being allowed to play video games after he fought back physically against verbal bullies in school one too many times and a "concerned parent" threw the whole town into a moral panic about the situation.
While the guy who owned the store was nice, the general population of the town both young and old (especially old, as the town was mostly one big retirement community) had very little appreciation for the technology store that was only allowed into town because it was a local business and not a franchise.
As for Gadg8eer, the town hated him for his past. He honestly wished he could be 10 years old again and forever, as a way of proving he was willing to give up his large frame to ensure he would never be the large angry threat they thought he was, and to try and get a second chance at childhood, but much like in Nobipunk 2077, that kind of immortality was reserved for those who could afford the ridiculous price tag. Of course, for once they didn't matter. Hinobi's panel of judges, who drove in from Vancouver just to make a decision, were the ones who would be deciding whether he could win a free permanent license for a plixel avatar.
"Um... I made this." he said, and loaded up a file he'd saved to the local storage of his nobiGlas, a smartwatch based on the ones featured in Star Captain and Crallout 4.0 and one of Hinobi's many, many products.
The huge screen that had been set up in city park for displaying the entries loaded up Nobi's Skylines, and the data - a perfect replica of his hometown in the game - was loaded. As he continued his presentation, he made a big deal of showing the exact same issues that the real town was suffering were replicated in the game purely by the accuracy of Hinobi's city simulation game.
Several of the judges wrote down some notes as he nervously stepped off the stage prematurely. "Thank you, Gadg8eer. The judges will now convene..."
Just so everyone can rest easy, the map is NOT of my current residence at all. I used to live in the area depicted, but that has not been the case in several years and I will NEVER reveal my current location on the internet. I chose the town because I'm intimately familiar with it and its vaguely similar to Bailley, and I do not recommend ever revealing your current location to me or any other player in this RP at any point.
Consider the map to be like the map of Bailley and Dabney that the Glitch Techs fandom have tried to make for continuity-checking (and because it's fun). Please PM me if you are a player and want edit access to the map!
Consider the map to be like the map of Bailley and Dabney that the Glitch Techs fandom have tried to make for continuity-checking (and because it's fun). Please PM me if you are a player and want edit access to the map!
Grand Forks, Canada
2028/06/28 @ 108 Winks
A week later, Oliver "Gadg8eer" Kind was feeling stressed and down, thinking that he'd been a fool for thinking he could ever win that competition. While he'd been happy that his luck had been unexpectedly good so far, it seemed to have finally run out.
He'd initially been glad to get the chance to draw his ideal Hiverse avatar for the regional contest that had earned him an 80% off discount on a "Smarthome Starter Pack" and a spot in the regional "Craftworks Faire", solely due to having the only avatar that went well with the SkleatShoes that were being advertized a lot that summer and were a requirement for the submission to be accepted.
His virtual copy of Grand Forks then won him the regional contest, for which his prize had been to have his two submissions combined into a single entry and placed alongside 12 others from all over Canada in the National Semifinals. The top 3 finalists would have a famous boutique avatar creator make their ideal VR avatar into a (virtual) reality. The winners' avatar image submissions would be turned into an actual avatar file, able to be used in any Hinobi VR game and in the Hiverse, Hinobi's wildly successful metaverse project. The first place finalist would receive a much more coveted and rare prize...
The semifinals were supposed to be resolved the day before, and sure enough he'd not received any notifications. He sighed and refreshed his email for the nth time, about to finally decide to give up.
That was when he spotted a little icon next to his spam email inbox. "Great, spammers probably sent me a bullcrap message about how a Beebay package was not paid for and so they didn't deliver it."
He tapped the part of the holographic screen containing the spam folder, and suddenly he blinked.
From:
noreply@hinobi.caTo:
o.kind@bmail.comSubject: Hinobi of Canada Texpo Contest Submission ("Grand Forks, BC")
Congratulations, Gadg8eer! You won 1st place in the Canadian division of the Hinobi Global Hi-Texpo for your submission of a Nobi Skylines replica of Grand Forks, British Columbia!
Your custom avatar - featuring the prize from our mutual sponsor, SkleatShoes™, a pair of Skleat convertible cleats/roller skates - has been converted into a plixel avatar (retail value $18,000,000 CAD) which can be permanently installed using the attached app in this email. Please send your response to me at hi-texpo@hinobi.ca if you have any issues or would like to request that a different avatar be used.
Additionally, you have been granted the option of taking a job in our elite Glitch Techs tech support team in your area! Please speak with Edward Davenport at GNU Fork Computers for more information.
Thanks for your participation!
- Inspector #9, Hinobi of Canada
He immediately double-tapped the attached file, and was greeted with a message...
Are you sure you wish to apply this Plixel Avatar? This can be tested for 10 minutes, after which it cannot be undone, only be changed by applying a different avatar!
He applied the avatar and then, in the voice of a 10 year old, yelled a joyful "Woo!" at the top of his lungs.
After getting over the excitement, he took a few minutes to try out the avatar and was completely satisfied. He noticed his new plixel avatar came with a few additions compared to his Hiverse avatar, such as a pair of Hinobi SpyWear augmented reality display goggles and a Hinobi RumblePack - a backpack containing the components of a gaming PC, allowing him to essentially have the processing power of a gaming rig at all times - that stored real world objects digitally using the relatively new plixel technology.
There was one odd thing about it, however. His gloves had two mysterious sets of buttons on the index fingers and an additional set on the thumbs. The first set turned out to be for controlling his Skleats, a product which could convert between roller skates and cleats by extending and retracting their mag-suspended wheels.
He tested the red buttons that controlled the Skleats and felt the familiar sensation of the wheels pushing downwards and rotating 90-degrees to be able to roll on the ground. The other two buttons on the index finger seemed to do nothing at all, oddly enough.
The final pair, however, caused a warning message to pop up...
Warning!
You are about to activate your jetpack for the first time! Do not try this indoors!
Do you wish to proceed?
[ ] Do not show this again
[No] [Yes]
"Oh boy, that was close..." Gadg8eer sighed in relief, tapping the "Do not show this again" checkbox and then the "No" button, grateful to whatever literal genius made sure he hadn't just slammed himself into the ceiling by accident.
As it was near the end of the school year, Perley Elementary wouldn't have any actual kids nearby, so he was about to skate a few blocks away to go on the swings when he received a call from GNU Fork Computers...
"Hi?" he asked.
"Is this Gadg8eer?" Edward Davenport's voice asked on the other end.
"Yeah, but... Eddy, right? I'm the guy who keeps paying for service house calls about my smarthome stuff, sorry about that." Gadg8eer responded.
"No problem. Can you come down to the shop right away? It's about that job you were offered."
"Oh. So, I'm not able to have it?"
"Actually, it's that this job is a bit more important of a job than you think." Eddy explained. "We're actually having a staff meeting right now that you'd need to be part of."
"Uh... sure, I guess. I was going to take up the offer anyway. Thanks for letting me know!"
After flying from his bedroom window to the GNU Forks store, he landed in front of the store where a couple other people were waiting...
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Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
Seemingly waiting outside was a seemingly not nearly as advanced machine body, likely being remotely operated by someone. It was tapping away on a portable console of the Hinobi Brand. Although the console had clearly been physically modified with an attachment that fit into the SD slot and created a secondary screen. There were various scratches across the unclothed parts of her body and she didn't actually have any hair.
She was dressed in a white button-up shirt with a dark teal-gray front placket. She wore a light pink ribbon tied around her neck in a bow, with a pale beige pleated skirt. On top of this, she wore a one-button dark teal-gray hooded cardigan with gray horizontal lines running across the hem and sleeves. Her hood had pointed ears on the top and four pink eye-like markings on the front, resembling a cat. Around her legs were black thigh-high socks and light pink Mary-Jane style shoes with white soles.
She was completely absorbed in the game, and looked up only briefly to see Gadg8 before returning to her game. Her body had at least one illegal modification that Gadg8 might've recognized, the only one he'd be able to detect. A scan-jammer. The kind that was used in military grade operations or by people who participated in black-market remote-robot fighting rings.
Why someone would send their battle-body to a Job-meeting at a hinobi-corp-store... Well, actually, I shouldn't say that was beyond Gadg8... He probably could guess a few ideas.
Namely, that this person may have been recruited specifically for their prowess in black market rings. Hinobi wasn't above doing underhanded stuff to ensure their quality of product.
Then again, why the girly outfit? Why a TV screen? Why were they more interested in playing a video game rather than talking to the person who had a top of the line Plixel Avatar that had just arrived via a jetpack.
Gadg8 Barely had a moment to wonder, before...
"ASS! 3:42 AGAIN? THIS CONSOLE IS A COWA-FUCKIN'-PIECE-OF-BULLSHIT!" The console creaked in the robot's hands, no doubt improved for a combination of a master-martial-artists level of dexterity and a tacti-body's level of strength. This girl was so mad she made up her own words, and spouted them out through an echoey last-gen mechanical voice. I guess if you have a battle body, a top of the line voice modulator is both beyond your budget and completely unnecessary.
She restrained herself from breaking it. Even if she was a prize-fighter like Gadg8 might've guessed, she was probably too poor to afford a new modded console.
She sighed, which sounded weird with the mechanical echo and turned off the console, sliding it into her breast-pocket.
She turns to Gadg8 "Hey, you. Judging from that whack ass Plixel Avatar of yours, I assume you're some rich-kid who's parents made them get a job to build character. I've seen that before. If you feel like humoring me is worth it, tell me something. That body of yours is made of hard light, right? Why do you need a jetpack to fly? Light is light, it naturally moves faster than escape velocity. Shouldn't you just be able to fly on command?"
She was dressed in a white button-up shirt with a dark teal-gray front placket. She wore a light pink ribbon tied around her neck in a bow, with a pale beige pleated skirt. On top of this, she wore a one-button dark teal-gray hooded cardigan with gray horizontal lines running across the hem and sleeves. Her hood had pointed ears on the top and four pink eye-like markings on the front, resembling a cat. Around her legs were black thigh-high socks and light pink Mary-Jane style shoes with white soles.
She was completely absorbed in the game, and looked up only briefly to see Gadg8 before returning to her game. Her body had at least one illegal modification that Gadg8 might've recognized, the only one he'd be able to detect. A scan-jammer. The kind that was used in military grade operations or by people who participated in black-market remote-robot fighting rings.
Why someone would send their battle-body to a Job-meeting at a hinobi-corp-store... Well, actually, I shouldn't say that was beyond Gadg8... He probably could guess a few ideas.
Namely, that this person may have been recruited specifically for their prowess in black market rings. Hinobi wasn't above doing underhanded stuff to ensure their quality of product.
Then again, why the girly outfit? Why a TV screen? Why were they more interested in playing a video game rather than talking to the person who had a top of the line Plixel Avatar that had just arrived via a jetpack.
Gadg8 Barely had a moment to wonder, before...
"ASS! 3:42 AGAIN? THIS CONSOLE IS A COWA-FUCKIN'-PIECE-OF-BULLSHIT!" The console creaked in the robot's hands, no doubt improved for a combination of a master-martial-artists level of dexterity and a tacti-body's level of strength. This girl was so mad she made up her own words, and spouted them out through an echoey last-gen mechanical voice. I guess if you have a battle body, a top of the line voice modulator is both beyond your budget and completely unnecessary.
She restrained herself from breaking it. Even if she was a prize-fighter like Gadg8 might've guessed, she was probably too poor to afford a new modded console.
She sighed, which sounded weird with the mechanical echo and turned off the console, sliding it into her breast-pocket.
She turns to Gadg8 "Hey, you. Judging from that whack ass Plixel Avatar of yours, I assume you're some rich-kid who's parents made them get a job to build character. I've seen that before. If you feel like humoring me is worth it, tell me something. That body of yours is made of hard light, right? Why do you need a jetpack to fly? Light is light, it naturally moves faster than escape velocity. Shouldn't you just be able to fly on command?"
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Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
"I literally make less than $0 a year! I don't know why you're here, but I'm here to actually get a job so I can afford to buy stuff! If society expects me to be more mature, then why the hell do you get to judge me for the only thing I've ever done that I actually succeeded at?!" Gadg8eer shouted, suddenly furious. "If I was one of those rich spoiled brats, do you think I would have chosen to get a job, or be this?! Yes, I like my avatar, but I can't stand when other people hate my avatar just because they have a vendetta against someone who doesn't want to be responsible for someone else's life! I never had any reason to do anything that might end up with me becoming an accidental father, and people still expect me to take care of my parents and work a 10 hour work day?!"
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Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
"Do I look like I can guess what you've achieved in your life? I make judgements ahead of time because I'm usually right. If a game sucks, that becomes apparent in the first couple of minutes to hours of playtime. And if someone has a Plixel avatar, 99/100 they're rich. Not that that sample size even exists yet." She says.
"I get to judge you because you're in my general vicinity. I get to voice my judgements, because I have a voice box."
"Would you assume someone who rides around everywhere they need to go in a private helicopter to be rich if you saw it? I have a feeling you would. Same principle. So calm your tits."
Her voice was somewhat venomous. She clearly had a lot of built up envy and toxins to spew out of her mind. Hopefully she was just redirecting her anger after playing a shitty game... hopefully...
Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
"No. No you don't. Because neither do I. Nobody ever cares what I-"
"Ahem." Davenport cleared his throat from the open glass doorway.
Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
“Consider this your saved by the bell moment Wiz.” The combat robot says. Deciding to nickname Gadg8 ‘Wiz’ since that feels like it’d fit his appearance.
She turns, casually looking Davenport up and down, assessing him. “So let me guess, from the demeanor, you’re my mister who right?” She asks. “Why’d ya ask me over the wires to bring my ‘A-Game’ again? Does hinobi really need to go looking in the dregs of society to find someone to guard their megacorp secrets? Can’t ya just, I don’t know, do what other corporations like Enom and Tactitech do and subcontract that stuff to drones?” She gets straight to the point.
“Sure I’m a gamer and I’ve played most of the big releases from Hinobi. But you’d have to dig pretty deep into my online footprint to get any idea that I’m one in the same with the robot you’re seeing now… well… not literally one in the same from a fusion perspective. But I think you understand my meaning.”
“So the question is… why me in particular? Why a girl who constantly brain dances in VR and streams foul mouthed playthroughs of video games…?”
She turns, casually looking Davenport up and down, assessing him. “So let me guess, from the demeanor, you’re my mister who right?” She asks. “Why’d ya ask me over the wires to bring my ‘A-Game’ again? Does hinobi really need to go looking in the dregs of society to find someone to guard their megacorp secrets? Can’t ya just, I don’t know, do what other corporations like Enom and Tactitech do and subcontract that stuff to drones?” She gets straight to the point.
“Sure I’m a gamer and I’ve played most of the big releases from Hinobi. But you’d have to dig pretty deep into my online footprint to get any idea that I’m one in the same with the robot you’re seeing now… well… not literally one in the same from a fusion perspective. But I think you understand my meaning.”
“So the question is… why me in particular? Why a girl who constantly brain dances in VR and streams foul mouthed playthroughs of video games…?”
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Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
"Ever played New Weird Order: Site Director Simulator?" the so-called 'mister who' asked. "You're both going to want to step inside for this... The name's Eddy Davenport, but you can just call me Dave."
Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
"New Weird Order..." She thinks for a moment. Probably going through her stream archive. "Oh yeah. I played that one once. April 7th, 2019. It was for a sunday charity-stream. Any donations that day went to their lawsuit defense fund against someone in Russia trying to make profits off of New Weird Order by claiming copyright, despite it being creative commons worldwide."
"Don't know why you bring it up. Unless you're about to tell me that the massive corporation you work for hunts down demons or something." She says. "Wouldn't be too out of the question. Considering the world we live in today."
"Don't know why you bring it up. Unless you're about to tell me that the massive corporation you work for hunts down demons or something." She says. "Wouldn't be too out of the question. Considering the world we live in today."
Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
"Wait, is that the game based off of that creepypasta wiki?!" Gadg8eer responded, suddenly nervous.
"Stay calm, you won't be fighting a baphomet with a chainsaw or be put on keter duty. It's more of a... tech support job."
"I swear to god, if this is like The Primatrix Online and I wake up to a birth allegory so thick you could cut it with a knife, or the real world is like Cherubim: The Demonetization with its Machina Deus and magiclockwork drone angels..."
"...not really. Ever play Swarm Fortress 2?" Dave pointed out.
"A little?" Gadg8eer responded.
"XenoSquad?"
"...no? I know you lead a team to stop alien invaders in that one?"
"Captain Corporate and the Marketeers?"
"...no."
"Hogwash Academy?"
"No."
"Social Eyes?"
"No."
"Oneiros 5?"
"From that weird Shin Hinobi Tensei spinoff? No."
"...Hinobilis: A Beginner's Guide to Divinity?"
"That's a tabletop roleplaying game!" Gadg8eer pointed out.
"...Kids in Defiance: Operation Splatling Gum?"
"Oh yeah!" Gadg8eer pointed out.
"God damn it." Dave sighed, and gestured to follow him into the building.
Once they made it to the back of the store, Dave put on a bulky gauntlet, resembling a ShellTec Bit-Boy 3000 straight out of Crallout: Route 66, but more modern in aesthetic. He pointed at the wall of the staff room and tapped the touch screen of his gauntlet. Suddenly, a portal opened on the wall...
"Woah! Coooooool!" Gadg8eer responded. "...what is it?"
"...its a portal. Isn't that obvious?" Dave pointed out, and gestured to follow him through it.
On the other side was a surprisingly spacious high-tech environment, which judging by the aesthetic was created by Hinobi.
"Welcome to Glitch Techs HQ." Dave introduced them to their workplace. "Or at least this store's licensed copy of Glitch Techs HQ. The job may have perks, but knowing the true scale of Glitch Techs operations isn't really a thing. That said, I think you can safely assume every Hinobi store and partner store has one of these places."
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Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
“Aw darn. And here I was thinking I’d get to bunk in an apartment with a half demon girl named Strength.“
“It’s probably for the best. If you’re our boss. I don’t wanna know what kind of control baphom you’d be, Yikes.”
“Played it. Played it. Played it. Played it. Played it. Played it. Played it. That’s telling, wiz.”
“Who do you think he is, Beck Safari? You can’t expect just anyone to identify those on demand.” She pulled up a clip on her screen. Oh. I didn’t know she could do that. And in full color too.
It was a clip from Beck Safari (aka the classic BeeTuber, BeckTron) who was goofing on an old sentai show from the 80s made before the realization of VR tech.
“What, so you can just identify those on demand?” In the video Beck had asked comically. Before speaking over a short collage of images of various gateways and portals “gateway, gateway, portal, gateway and/or portal.”
The Stark laugh of the Jester King from Darling Mythos IV echoed out of Zoe’s electric voice box. Probably an emote that Zoe had been storing away. To save her iconic screechy laugh for vtuber streams and give her damn chirp-pot a rest.
“GL-GLITCH TECHS? FUUUFUUUFUUUFUUUFUUU!!” She laughed. Oh now see there’s that iconic screechy laugh. “God, what a fuckin’ name, choom. What a fuckin’ name. You get that sent to you by a different contest winner?”
Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
"No, that one was from Hinobi corporate. Not the most creative bunch, are they?" Dave chuckled.
"What do Glitch Techs even do?" Gadg8eer asked.
"You should probably try the tutorial we just recently improved. It's mandatory anyway if you're going to join." Dave explained.
"Huh? Why us? I'm not exactly cut out to do any sort of tech support." Gadg8eer pointed out.
"Let's just say tech support is more like a third of what Glitch Techs actually do." Dave pointed out, and tapped something on his strange high-tech gauntlet.
At that moment, the H-shaped Hinobi logos on ZoeIRL's robot body and the backpack cross-straps fastener for Gadg8eer's plixel-tech avatar began to give a pulsating glow.
"Try tapping those icons and saying ReSet." Dave told them.
"You mean like in the iTV series Hinobi made in the 90s, BeeBoot?" Gadg8eer asked, and shrugged. He tapped the icon as instructed, and suddenly his biking gloves transformed into a pair of high-tech gloves similar to the one Dave was wearing. "Whoa. Cool!"
"What do Glitch Techs even do?" Gadg8eer asked.
"You should probably try the tutorial we just recently improved. It's mandatory anyway if you're going to join." Dave explained.
"Huh? Why us? I'm not exactly cut out to do any sort of tech support." Gadg8eer pointed out.
"Let's just say tech support is more like a third of what Glitch Techs actually do." Dave pointed out, and tapped something on his strange high-tech gauntlet.
At that moment, the H-shaped Hinobi logos on ZoeIRL's robot body and the backpack cross-straps fastener for Gadg8eer's plixel-tech avatar began to give a pulsating glow.
"Try tapping those icons and saying ReSet." Dave told them.
"You mean like in the iTV series Hinobi made in the 90s, BeeBoot?" Gadg8eer asked, and shrugged. He tapped the icon as instructed, and suddenly his biking gloves transformed into a pair of high-tech gloves similar to the one Dave was wearing. "Whoa. Cool!"
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Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
“Gee. I guess Im lucky I didn’t get that removed like my mechanic/fixer Dee said I should’ve… Girl’s a genius, surprised she hadn’t figured out whatever this all is. Not that she’d probably try to do anything other than blackmail hinobi if she did or leak it on a Blitzkrieg forum for shits and giggles. You guys must have some serious resources dedicated to misinformation. You brought up new weird order, don’t they have a thing called amnestics? Are those… those aren’t real are they?”
“Eufh, I can only hope for a magical girl transformation sequence at this point.” She presses on the icon. Shouting “ReSet!”
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Gadg8eer
K.i.D Player 10
Her robot self seized up the moment she tapped the Hinobi "H" logo placed on the upper left of its torso, and a small command line appeared on the TV-head's CRT screen...
Error: HinobiAntiRepair.exe could not be found. Plixel.exe requires unmodified hardware to function."What the FUCK?!" ZoeIRL complained, seeing the message on her end.
"Oh. I can get iQ to fix that. Follow me." Dave said, leading them to a young man who would've probably been a famous basketball player if he wasn't almost as white as a ghost and too thin to play sports. "Zeke, these are the two that Corporate made me hire."
"...hello." Zeke said, somehow even more nervous-looking than Gadg8eer. "I'm, ah, Zeke. You can call me iQ though... if that's okay with you."
"Zeke does the repairs on Beedrone phones, Smarthome devices and household robots. He can probably help you get whatever custom ROM you installed on this robot to work with the Hinobi toolkit." Dave explained.
"I, um..." Zeke iQ Daniels said, and looked closely at the robot, "Is this a BX-1 Streamcast TV Host robot? They haven't made these in 20 years, and that was only in Japan, but sometimes Glitch Tech equipment has better plug-n-play software and backwards compatibility..." he said, and tapped something on his own Glitch Tech gauntlet. He took a short, retractible B-Type charging cable out of his pocket protector and connected the ends to his gauntlet's charging/data port and the input port on the TV, causing the small command line re-appeared on the CRT-headed robot's face-screen. "Eh, here we go. You retrofitted everything with a Blueberry Phi running GraphiteOS, and never activated the developer options. Since it's not the official operating system, the Hinobi software couldn't do it for you."
"It threw up an error, too." Dave mentioned.
"Just the Hinobi AntiCheat being evil, I loaded the DumbiAntiCheat dummy program to shut it up." iQ explained, "Do you need anything else?" he asked ZoeIRL.
Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
Zoe took a moment to look around. Testing the fingers of the robot. "Yikes, domo. The reason my mechanic picked one from 20 years ago is because it's easier to modify that stuff. Newfangled tech like Nano-Bodies and Hardlight Avatars are either too expensive or too hard to hotwire without a dedicated Hinobi-Corp maintenance chip at your disposal." She explains to iQ seemingly respectful to him since he seems less like the managerial type and more like someone who actually works with tech. Probably out of habit, since that's how you treat your respective maintenance people or street docs (Afterall, you don't want the person that's operating you to have a grudge.) "Dee told me It's better to put your own custom chrome on an old frame while knowing fully how it works than to hose the job by working with the newest tech."
"That and it was what we could get ahold of. Hinobi and the progs been trying to crack down on the secondhand robotics trade for anything that's military grade. For obvious reasons. Serious heatwaving." Zoe says. "But technically this is all legal or homemade. So at the very most I'm in a gray area. Don't get any ideas." She says. "I'm not running some sort of combat bot workshop."
"That and it was what we could get ahold of. Hinobi and the progs been trying to crack down on the secondhand robotics trade for anything that's military grade. For obvious reasons. Serious heatwaving." Zoe says. "But technically this is all legal or homemade. So at the very most I'm in a gray area. Don't get any ideas." She says. "I'm not running some sort of combat bot workshop."
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