“…Moving on to Net News, the sudden increase in viruses on the net might be the cause of a terrorist group only known as ‘URL‘, Officials say.”
“Oy!” A redhaired Navi screamed, “Lookit! We’re on the TV!” From behind, a large stone Navi marched toward Cookieman to get a better look. A girl with a green hat resembling a frog was on the nearby cyber screen. The camera angle was zoomed in so that you can only see her head and the upper part of her chest. She had a bright smile on, despite the possible seriousness of what was leaving her lips.
“Though there is no real proof that there even is a terrorist group to begin with, Officials still warn the public to be cautious on the net, and to practice net battling in order to fight off viruses. And of course, in order to participate in the upcoming N1 Grand Prix!”
With those last words, the woman held her hands out as the camera zoomed out to reveal her location: a large indoor stadium with rows upon rows of seats. She stood in the center where a single large terminal stood behind her, serving as the battleground for the N1. Even from the low resolution of the screen, it was obvious it had multiple jack-in ports on each side, and the top of the machine had multiple hologram projectors aiming above to show the audience the action inside the machine. At the moment, the projectors showed an empty battlefield, the ground a soft blue color while the “sky” was a dark green.
“That’s right folks!” The woman went on, “We here at DNN have managed to get exclusive access, and knowledge, to where, when, and how the N1 Grand Prix will go down! And we’ll be giving away these secrets bit by bit! Tune in tomorrow to find out where I am now, and where the battle will take place! …But I’ll give you a small hint for now: ‘Those who live by the sea, might already see!’ That’s not at all difficult, is it? Ribitta over and out!”
With that, the woman was replaced by a smiling man sitting in a desk. He began to report on other news, but in reality barley anyone cared about what he had to say.
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William was sitting on a chair, drinking a cup of dark coffee and enjoying the small break he was given after a hard day’s work.
“Boy, wouldn’t mind gettin’ in on some of that N1 action m’self.” He said before taking a sip.
“We intendin’ to join in, then, pardner?” Came the reply from his PET, perched against a napkin holder. Tex was in his usual place, moving screens about searching the web for any leaked information the DNN might have slipped.
“Heck reckon!” Will answered happily. Before they got any further in their conversation, a young ranch hand walked in.
“Will,” He said, “I think there’s something wrong with the feeders. They haven’t given out any food in the last few hours. Can you make sure there’s nothing wrong with them? We’re starting to think they might have a virus.” Tex halted his screen manipulation and looked at Will.
“Looks like it’s time for a test drive.” He said with a small smile. Will made his way to the feeders. They, obviously, fed and gave water to the animals on the ranch, making everyone’s job just a bit easier. Will hated that job, so he was happy with this new inclusion. The actual feeding was done by a program inside a nearby machine. The jack port had some hay in it, but Will quickly moved them out of the way.
“Jack in, Tex.EXE, execute!”
Click!
Tex was instantly transported into the cyber world, the ground beneath him was a light green color, while the world around him remained black. He often wondered what were to happen if he were to fall off the cyber road. Of course he could just jack out if that were to happen, but what if he couldn’t? He shook his head and began moving forward, looking for the program in charge. It didn’t take long to find it, floating slightly above the ground as always. It’s green “skin” occasionally clattered with static electricity. It looked as if it was trying to talk to him, but no words left his mouth. Tex grabbed the veil from his neck and moved it over his mouth, anticipating an attack.
“Will. I found the program. Don’t look to good, and he ain’t responding. I think the young’un was right. There’s a virus here. A big one too, by the looks of it.”
“Stay vigiliant, partner.” Will told him. “Can’t have this virus runnin’ the place. Anyway to--” There was a sound of soft footsteps rushing toward the program and Tex.
“Incomin’.” Tex said, facing the footsteps, one revolver drawn, loaded, and aimed at the noise. A large beast-like virus ran toward them on all fours. Tex pulled the trigger, sending a blast into it’s head.
“That didn’t slow it down one bit.” He said, biting his lip. “Gonna need me some chips.”
“Right.” Will answered. “Cybersword battlechip, in.” With that, a light blue sword appeared in front of Tex, which he grabbed before rushin towards the beast. He swung at it, but it’s head was as hard as a rock and they clashed in a test of strength for a second before both jumping back.
“More fire power.” Tex gasped.
“R-right. Widesword chip, in.” A second sword appeared in front of Tex. Putting away his revolver, Tex picked it up with his now spare hand.
“We ain’t never duel-bladed.” He said simply. “You sure about this?”
“Look, partner,” Will said, “I ain’t complainin’ or nuthin, but all I’ve gotten these last two hands were swords and recover chips, so we’ll just have to deal with it.”
Another clash, this time Tex managed to send the beast staggering back.
“It’s workin’.” He said calmly. “Got anything new? These swords are starting to feel a bit cracked.”
“Jus’ a barrier and a Longsword. I’ll send ‘em in.” The blue semi-transparent barrier silently covered Tex’s body, but the Longsword never came. Just as Tex was about to inquire about the missing chip, he felt a massive amount of energy above him. Both his swords vanished, and in their place, above his head, hovered what felt like a beam of energy. Wordlessly, Tex grabbed the newly forged energy sword and swung at the virus, deleting it instantly. The sword also vanished after the swing, leaving both operator and Navi confused. After fixing the program and making sure the animals were fed, Tex looked out from his PET.
“We oughta head to Scilab. Not only can we get him to tell us about what happened, but it’s by the ocean.”
“What’s so special about the ocean?” Will asked.
“You forgot already? ‘Those who live by the sea might already see’? She was talkin’ about the ocean. If we go there, we might catch a glimpse of whatever she was hintin’ at.” Will nodded and began to make his way into town.
“Oy!” A redhaired Navi screamed, “Lookit! We’re on the TV!” From behind, a large stone Navi marched toward Cookieman to get a better look. A girl with a green hat resembling a frog was on the nearby cyber screen. The camera angle was zoomed in so that you can only see her head and the upper part of her chest. She had a bright smile on, despite the possible seriousness of what was leaving her lips.
“Though there is no real proof that there even is a terrorist group to begin with, Officials still warn the public to be cautious on the net, and to practice net battling in order to fight off viruses. And of course, in order to participate in the upcoming N1 Grand Prix!”
With those last words, the woman held her hands out as the camera zoomed out to reveal her location: a large indoor stadium with rows upon rows of seats. She stood in the center where a single large terminal stood behind her, serving as the battleground for the N1. Even from the low resolution of the screen, it was obvious it had multiple jack-in ports on each side, and the top of the machine had multiple hologram projectors aiming above to show the audience the action inside the machine. At the moment, the projectors showed an empty battlefield, the ground a soft blue color while the “sky” was a dark green.
“That’s right folks!” The woman went on, “We here at DNN have managed to get exclusive access, and knowledge, to where, when, and how the N1 Grand Prix will go down! And we’ll be giving away these secrets bit by bit! Tune in tomorrow to find out where I am now, and where the battle will take place! …But I’ll give you a small hint for now: ‘Those who live by the sea, might already see!’ That’s not at all difficult, is it? Ribitta over and out!”
With that, the woman was replaced by a smiling man sitting in a desk. He began to report on other news, but in reality barley anyone cared about what he had to say.
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William was sitting on a chair, drinking a cup of dark coffee and enjoying the small break he was given after a hard day’s work.
“Boy, wouldn’t mind gettin’ in on some of that N1 action m’self.” He said before taking a sip.
“We intendin’ to join in, then, pardner?” Came the reply from his PET, perched against a napkin holder. Tex was in his usual place, moving screens about searching the web for any leaked information the DNN might have slipped.
“Heck reckon!” Will answered happily. Before they got any further in their conversation, a young ranch hand walked in.
“Will,” He said, “I think there’s something wrong with the feeders. They haven’t given out any food in the last few hours. Can you make sure there’s nothing wrong with them? We’re starting to think they might have a virus.” Tex halted his screen manipulation and looked at Will.
“Looks like it’s time for a test drive.” He said with a small smile. Will made his way to the feeders. They, obviously, fed and gave water to the animals on the ranch, making everyone’s job just a bit easier. Will hated that job, so he was happy with this new inclusion. The actual feeding was done by a program inside a nearby machine. The jack port had some hay in it, but Will quickly moved them out of the way.
“Jack in, Tex.EXE, execute!”
Click!
Tex was instantly transported into the cyber world, the ground beneath him was a light green color, while the world around him remained black. He often wondered what were to happen if he were to fall off the cyber road. Of course he could just jack out if that were to happen, but what if he couldn’t? He shook his head and began moving forward, looking for the program in charge. It didn’t take long to find it, floating slightly above the ground as always. It’s green “skin” occasionally clattered with static electricity. It looked as if it was trying to talk to him, but no words left his mouth. Tex grabbed the veil from his neck and moved it over his mouth, anticipating an attack.
“Will. I found the program. Don’t look to good, and he ain’t responding. I think the young’un was right. There’s a virus here. A big one too, by the looks of it.”
“Stay vigiliant, partner.” Will told him. “Can’t have this virus runnin’ the place. Anyway to--” There was a sound of soft footsteps rushing toward the program and Tex.
“Incomin’.” Tex said, facing the footsteps, one revolver drawn, loaded, and aimed at the noise. A large beast-like virus ran toward them on all fours. Tex pulled the trigger, sending a blast into it’s head.
“That didn’t slow it down one bit.” He said, biting his lip. “Gonna need me some chips.”
“Right.” Will answered. “Cybersword battlechip, in.” With that, a light blue sword appeared in front of Tex, which he grabbed before rushin towards the beast. He swung at it, but it’s head was as hard as a rock and they clashed in a test of strength for a second before both jumping back.
“More fire power.” Tex gasped.
“R-right. Widesword chip, in.” A second sword appeared in front of Tex. Putting away his revolver, Tex picked it up with his now spare hand.
“We ain’t never duel-bladed.” He said simply. “You sure about this?”
“Look, partner,” Will said, “I ain’t complainin’ or nuthin, but all I’ve gotten these last two hands were swords and recover chips, so we’ll just have to deal with it.”
Another clash, this time Tex managed to send the beast staggering back.
“It’s workin’.” He said calmly. “Got anything new? These swords are starting to feel a bit cracked.”
“Jus’ a barrier and a Longsword. I’ll send ‘em in.” The blue semi-transparent barrier silently covered Tex’s body, but the Longsword never came. Just as Tex was about to inquire about the missing chip, he felt a massive amount of energy above him. Both his swords vanished, and in their place, above his head, hovered what felt like a beam of energy. Wordlessly, Tex grabbed the newly forged energy sword and swung at the virus, deleting it instantly. The sword also vanished after the swing, leaving both operator and Navi confused. After fixing the program and making sure the animals were fed, Tex looked out from his PET.
“We oughta head to Scilab. Not only can we get him to tell us about what happened, but it’s by the ocean.”
“What’s so special about the ocean?” Will asked.
“You forgot already? ‘Those who live by the sea might already see’? She was talkin’ about the ocean. If we go there, we might catch a glimpse of whatever she was hintin’ at.” Will nodded and began to make his way into town.
