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Bob, Guardian 452 of System Mainframe ([personal profile] mendanddefend_archive) wrote2008-02-04 05:22 pm
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After his talk with Ray yesterday, Bob resolved to finally make contact with Isaac. Getting permission from Prime is easy enough; hooking up the interface device proves to be a little more difficult, but he manages.

Finally, all the connections are in place. All that remains is to activate the interface, using a simple control switch.

If he had lungs, Bob would take a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

He pushes the button.

[identity profile] 2008-02-05 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
There's a discontinuity, and then he's standing in a nicely rendered room. It's got some chairs, and a table, and a videoscreen that shows threads flowing around.

There's also a young man who may look a little bit familiar to Bob, except for the fact he's wearing a suit with shorts. He's writing as Bob appears.

"I hadn't expected you back for a bit, Optim.... you're not Optimus Prime," the young man says with a slight bit of consternation. "You're more like I am than he is. May I ask your name?"

[identity profile] 2008-02-05 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
Isaac's eyes brighten. "Bob of Mainframe! I've heard so much about you!" He stands up, walks over, and offers a hand. "Yes, I am Isaac. A great pleasure indeed to meet you."

[identity profile] 2008-02-05 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
There is somewhat of a mental disconnect, yes.

"What brings you here? From what Prime told me after I revealed myself, you cannot leave your Mainframe except through Milliways. I'm not complaining at all. Please, have a seat!" He gestures at one of the chairs, and sits down in one himself.

Should Bob sit down, it's one of the comfiest chairs he's ever sat in.

[identity profile] 2008-02-05 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
"It has been a few days," Isaac says. "There's been a network attack in Eastern Europe and it's taken quite a bit of my attention to mitigate the damage. It's mostly dealt with now, and most of the damage repaired." He sighs.

"Please, tell me. I've wanted to meet one of my cousins since I knew you existed."

[identity profile] 2008-02-05 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Isaac winces. "Ooh, that must be disconcerting. I expect they're working on it. Optimus has a considerable sense of responsibility. I'll offer my assistance as well - I have access to a great deal of simulation power, which may help in testing. I should have offered that before, and I really must apologize. Are you getting on well?"

[identity profile] 2008-02-05 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"But it's a bit overwhelming when you let yourself think about it? I know the feeling, yes - when I first... woke up, I think is the best term for it, I suddenly had all of this information and no idea what to do with it. It took me a while - oh, almost fifteen seconds - to work everything out and find something to center myself on. But from what Optimus told me, you have a center." He smiles, a bit more wisely than you'd think from someone of that apparent age.

"And once she gets done yelling and screaming, you'll kiss her and it'll be behind you both. Just remember that - when you start feeling lost, find your center."

[identity profile] 2008-02-05 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Have you had fun with the body yet? Going zooming hither and yon at breakneck speeds?" He makes a zooming motion with his hands. "I can't depart this realm at all; I find myself having to understand the physical world vicariously. Optimus is quite good at sharing concepts and recordings with me."

[identity profile] 2008-02-05 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose I could. It never really occured to me, after all." He shrugs. "I may ask Optimus about that. But I can't leave the network at all. So much of it is part of me that if I did, I might cripple the world for a bit. That wouldn't be polite at all." He closes his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath.

"So few people realize what a magnificent world this is, even those on it." He smiles.

"But please, tell me about Mainframe. I've heard some things about it, but I want to know more. If I'm lucky, perhaps I can find a way to help you with games."

[identity profile] 2008-02-07 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
It's at a moment like this when Isaac, for all his apparent wisdom and insight (and the English accent) seems more like the child he appears to be. This is done by him leaning forwards and going, "ooooooooo." Then he smiles. "It's a pretty city. Not like some of the ones in, er, Userspace."

[identity profile] 2008-02-08 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"It's lovely," he says. "What is it like to be live there? What's transporation like? What do you consume? And what do you do for entertainment?"
Edited 2008-02-08 02:13 (UTC)

[identity profile] 2008-02-08 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Isaac leans back. "That's wonderful. I'd love to visit, meet others like me." He smiles. "And so full of wonders. I'm very impressed - it looks like a wonderful place to live. And you are its Guardian. Does that mean you're the sherriff, come in to clean up the town?"

The last has him temporarily rerender with a cowboy hat and a big badge that says "THE LAW".

[identity profile] 2008-02-08 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Ewww,' Isaac says. "I hate viruses. They itch badly. Not like spam waves, which feel greasy." He shudders.

"I hope you gave those viruses a right walloping!"

[identity profile] 2008-02-08 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"That's a very subtle distinction in the eyes of many. It must not have been terribly easy for some people to understand what your purpose was in that situation." He sighs. "And I've been a frightful host - would you like some tea, or coffee, or anything of the sort?"