Post by ARRIA on Jan 15, 2011 20:13:14 GMT -6
( ARRIA )
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( INFINITE , PROGRAMS , ANJA RUBIK , SOFTWARE DEVELOPMENT PROGRAM )
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'It felt strange, yet exhilarating all at the same time. Being what they call 'born'. The feeling of cold, hard surfaces below feet. The mild brush of animated winds gently caressing the neck. It felt natural in a few moments as my system came into full operation and I was 'born'. BORNWHATISTHISTHISRUSHSTRANGESTILLBUTJOY?...'- - - - -
Once a basic computer programming tool - a software development program - Arria was used to help fix and erase the existence of bugs, create and maintain useful programming and aid others along with applications. Her process was done in nothing but binary within a small computer, hooked up in Flynn's Arcade. Determining and deleting problems but never knew of 'The Grid,' only being able to work on the other side within the Real World unable to touch the wonder of the Digital Frontier; seemingly forgotten for what seemed too long, last Kevin Flynn initiated her application.
The touch of Kevin's son, Sam, gave her warmth in remembering Users when he dusted off the old desk monitor in the Arcade's basement and rebooted the entire computers circuits. Giving it new life; a new purpose. Yet she still waited what felt like many cycles to be initiated, as the touch of his fingers were only brief with a minor power surge to follow.- - - - -
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"My name is Arria." 'A voice' she thought, standing there on what she would soon learn to be the Grid. Locked within her memory bank, she couldn't process what had occurred and how she came into being and this overwhelming confusion that followed. She was processed and carried over, now with the Portal open for what seemed to her to be permanent. 'Kevin Flynn?' Her eyelids opened as if something inside compelled her to do so, telling her it was normal. She looked around as far as her eyes could take her, glancing toward a horizon of Tron City's lights with the Sea of Simulation behind at her back. Her ear's picked up on an MP3 of what to her could only be described as a friction between air and water molecules, clashing in sync. "Oh my User."- - - - -
SCREEE!
Simulated particle trails followed a 5-Generation light cycle until it came to a complete stop, graced with bright blue circuitry. 'Sixth program, Shaddox has been eliminated.' A monotone voice rang out over the gaming grid. 'Arria Wins.' A small smile hidden behind a dark helmet appeared, listening to the small sounds of cheering.
Arria had found herself here often, battling in a three versus three setup since she had no further use on the Grid for what felt like six cycles. There was already a massive amount of protection programming out there, with Tron amongst the top of the pyramid. Grid bugs have never been much of a problem and by the time she goes to eliminate them, there he is as well as a few others. To them, she was a much older program that needed to be reprocessed and upgraded.
Until then, she'll play, and help when called upon by administrative and middleware programs to help construct and maintain new structures and purposes for those on the Grid, as well as aiding any User in need. She needs them in order to function to her full potential. And possibly focus on her skills in the Disk Wars arena, maybe to one day meet and battle against this Tron program shes heard so much, and yet knows nothing about.
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EXPERIENCE 6
CONTACT PRIVATE MESSAGE
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: EXCERPT OF A LOST FANFIC I WROTE SOME TIME AGO.
Jack had been staring at Charlotte the entire day, or as much as Daniel could tell witnessing it the whole time. To be honest, Faraday hadn't liked it one bit. It was as if he wasn't being trusted and neither was his partner. Partner? Why would he think of such a term like that? Him and Charlotte hadn't been too well acquainted from the start when they were hired and to make matters worse...was that a small flush of pink slowly coming to the surface upon his often pale cheeks? Dan had slid down a small piece of fuselage he had been leaning on previously, only left to sit down against some broken and arranged palm tree leaves. Why was he here? Daniel couldn't quite place his finger on it just yet. He was given specific directions upon what to do when he got there, but the man was not a bad person. He wasnt to high on the idea of taking someone else's life and was a couple million dollars worth it?
Small beads of sweat had fallen down his face. It wasn't hot. The man had been under a tarp that was set up for shade, and it was almost the end of mid-day. Temperature was tolerable, yet it would be best to not wear anything heavy or constricting like a long sleeve. Maybe that was his problem? Faraday hadn't exactly packed some clothes when he dropped into Jack and Kate's hands. He had been wearing the same thing over the course of the last few days and in truth, he was beginning to carry around an odor. Faraday had twitched as he continued playing the part of a peeping tom, watching Jack start to get into a heated argument with Char. At first, he had begun to panic wondering if he should get involved or stay in the sidelines. His right hand slowly crept up his right leg where he sat and when he reached his knee, Daniel closed he eyes resting his head back on the hard steel behind him.
"Maybe..." Daniel muttered quietly opening his eyes, staring up at the creases in the tarp, causing odd colourations he just had to notice. That was one thing about Daniel. He was so detail-oriented, but often times he couldn't hold still to notice much of anything that was right in front of himself. At most times, it seemed he had adult deficit disorder causing most of his spuratic moments, but doctors begged otherwise. "...we should have never...come...? I -"
"Which is what, exactly!?"
Faraday's eyes darted back to Jack, seeing he had Charlotte's wrist in a grip and Sun was there. It was Sun, wasn't it? She had this look on her face that was distorted with her movements as if she was in shock. He was in shock himself, bolting up on his feet and running over to the table they were standing at, sand kicking up behind him with each and every step. Was he over exaggerating with his own movements? No. Daniel may not be in the right mind at most times, but he could see his partner was in distress. Being attacked. Maybe they were the bad guys and just didn't know it. They may have felt what they were doing were in the right text, but to these oceanic survivors it could have looked to be constructed by the devil himself. Since he had gotten there, Dan had felt maybe the survivors of Oceanic flight 815 may have been on the island too long and had slowly grown paranoid. It wasn't he who was out of mind and odd, it was them and if Daniel and Charlotte were to survive on the island, they would need their guns back.
"What?" He breathed out, confused taking himself a moment to realize he hadn't finished his question. "What is going on?" Daniel swayed slightly while holding his arm out as if to touch Jacks hand. One of Dan's eyes twitched with anticipation, not taking them off the taller man. Suddenly Char jerked trying to whip her arm away.
"Jack! You mussent." Sun had shouted at first then slowly fell into a whisper, backing away in the process. "I need h -."
"Sun, stay out of this. This is between me and them, not you." Jack exclaimed, his grip getting tighter. His eyes were dark, dead set upon Charlotte and dead set upon some answer. Daniel reached out finally grabbing Jacks hand trying to pry his grip off her. "You stay out of this too, Daniel!" Jack had taken his other hand and pushed Faraday hard, but he couldn't push hard enough to break the mans will on helping Char. Whatever nails he had, Daniel dug them into Jacks hand trying to get him off still. He had never been much of a fighter, but he had watched a lot of television back in the day, and enough fight movies to realize he was in for something big. Things weren't looking good and while Sun protested again, Jack wouldn't have any of it.
"Let her... her Go!"
"Your going to tell me what I want to KNOW!" As another second went by and as Jack shouted enough to wake up anything that could be in the jungle behind them, he pulled hard down on Charlotte and let go with Daniel falling toward him, but force was always within Jacks blood. He swung back and as the poor scientist couldn't defend himself while stumbling, Jack swung a closed fist forward and hit Faraday, knocking him down into the sand.
"Know what? Why were here? That is what you want to know isn't it? Well, your guess is as good as mines!" Charlotte snapped back, holding her wrist glaring at Jack, then a shot of sympathy toward Daniel. His face was pressed against the sand and all she wanted to do was run over to his side and help him up, but dare run past Jack in the process? That was like a death sentence. Just at that moment, Kate had ran over. She couldn't help but over hear everything as she was packing a small backpack of hers.
"...Jack?" She asked, a look of confusion swept over her face. Her eyes bolted all over noticing Sun walking over to her side. "Whats going on?" A small water bottle in her hands.
A small huff escaped from Jacks lungs and pointed over to Char. "Ive never trusted you from the beginning, and now you've really confirmed my suspicious. No matter what your up to, were getting off this island." And with that, he turned to Kate. "I need to talk to you, now." He glanced over to her then began to walk away from the scene. Kate had slowly followed, handing Charlotte her full water bottle in the process as if she wanted to give it to Daniel herself. "Whats up?" Daniel heard come from Austen's lips as she walked further away, walking in Jacks footsteps.
"You should have stayed out of it..." Charlotte spoke softly, walking over to Daniel struggling to get up. "And what about you? This is none of your business." She knelt down, placing a hand gently on Dan's back and another on one of his hands getting ready to help him up after placing the bottle down.
"It is my business. I need you to get off this island." Kwon looked down, placing a hand over her stomach noticing the child she had growing within her, but if they weren't going to willingly help her like they said they were, she was with Jack one hundred percent still. Sun had tilted her head up. "I'm sorry about your friend." Her eyes looked toward Jack and began to walk forward to join him and Kate, taking the water bottle away from the two in the process.
Small beads of sweat had fallen down his face. It wasn't hot. The man had been under a tarp that was set up for shade, and it was almost the end of mid-day. Temperature was tolerable, yet it would be best to not wear anything heavy or constricting like a long sleeve. Maybe that was his problem? Faraday hadn't exactly packed some clothes when he dropped into Jack and Kate's hands. He had been wearing the same thing over the course of the last few days and in truth, he was beginning to carry around an odor. Faraday had twitched as he continued playing the part of a peeping tom, watching Jack start to get into a heated argument with Char. At first, he had begun to panic wondering if he should get involved or stay in the sidelines. His right hand slowly crept up his right leg where he sat and when he reached his knee, Daniel closed he eyes resting his head back on the hard steel behind him.
"Maybe..." Daniel muttered quietly opening his eyes, staring up at the creases in the tarp, causing odd colourations he just had to notice. That was one thing about Daniel. He was so detail-oriented, but often times he couldn't hold still to notice much of anything that was right in front of himself. At most times, it seemed he had adult deficit disorder causing most of his spuratic moments, but doctors begged otherwise. "...we should have never...come...? I -"
"Which is what, exactly!?"
Faraday's eyes darted back to Jack, seeing he had Charlotte's wrist in a grip and Sun was there. It was Sun, wasn't it? She had this look on her face that was distorted with her movements as if she was in shock. He was in shock himself, bolting up on his feet and running over to the table they were standing at, sand kicking up behind him with each and every step. Was he over exaggerating with his own movements? No. Daniel may not be in the right mind at most times, but he could see his partner was in distress. Being attacked. Maybe they were the bad guys and just didn't know it. They may have felt what they were doing were in the right text, but to these oceanic survivors it could have looked to be constructed by the devil himself. Since he had gotten there, Dan had felt maybe the survivors of Oceanic flight 815 may have been on the island too long and had slowly grown paranoid. It wasn't he who was out of mind and odd, it was them and if Daniel and Charlotte were to survive on the island, they would need their guns back.
"What?" He breathed out, confused taking himself a moment to realize he hadn't finished his question. "What is going on?" Daniel swayed slightly while holding his arm out as if to touch Jacks hand. One of Dan's eyes twitched with anticipation, not taking them off the taller man. Suddenly Char jerked trying to whip her arm away.
"Jack! You mussent." Sun had shouted at first then slowly fell into a whisper, backing away in the process. "I need h -."
"Sun, stay out of this. This is between me and them, not you." Jack exclaimed, his grip getting tighter. His eyes were dark, dead set upon Charlotte and dead set upon some answer. Daniel reached out finally grabbing Jacks hand trying to pry his grip off her. "You stay out of this too, Daniel!" Jack had taken his other hand and pushed Faraday hard, but he couldn't push hard enough to break the mans will on helping Char. Whatever nails he had, Daniel dug them into Jacks hand trying to get him off still. He had never been much of a fighter, but he had watched a lot of television back in the day, and enough fight movies to realize he was in for something big. Things weren't looking good and while Sun protested again, Jack wouldn't have any of it.
"Let her... her Go!"
"Your going to tell me what I want to KNOW!" As another second went by and as Jack shouted enough to wake up anything that could be in the jungle behind them, he pulled hard down on Charlotte and let go with Daniel falling toward him, but force was always within Jacks blood. He swung back and as the poor scientist couldn't defend himself while stumbling, Jack swung a closed fist forward and hit Faraday, knocking him down into the sand.
"Know what? Why were here? That is what you want to know isn't it? Well, your guess is as good as mines!" Charlotte snapped back, holding her wrist glaring at Jack, then a shot of sympathy toward Daniel. His face was pressed against the sand and all she wanted to do was run over to his side and help him up, but dare run past Jack in the process? That was like a death sentence. Just at that moment, Kate had ran over. She couldn't help but over hear everything as she was packing a small backpack of hers.
"...Jack?" She asked, a look of confusion swept over her face. Her eyes bolted all over noticing Sun walking over to her side. "Whats going on?" A small water bottle in her hands.
A small huff escaped from Jacks lungs and pointed over to Char. "Ive never trusted you from the beginning, and now you've really confirmed my suspicious. No matter what your up to, were getting off this island." And with that, he turned to Kate. "I need to talk to you, now." He glanced over to her then began to walk away from the scene. Kate had slowly followed, handing Charlotte her full water bottle in the process as if she wanted to give it to Daniel herself. "Whats up?" Daniel heard come from Austen's lips as she walked further away, walking in Jacks footsteps.
"You should have stayed out of it..." Charlotte spoke softly, walking over to Daniel struggling to get up. "And what about you? This is none of your business." She knelt down, placing a hand gently on Dan's back and another on one of his hands getting ready to help him up after placing the bottle down.
"It is my business. I need you to get off this island." Kwon looked down, placing a hand over her stomach noticing the child she had growing within her, but if they weren't going to willingly help her like they said they were, she was with Jack one hundred percent still. Sun had tilted her head up. "I'm sorry about your friend." Her eyes looked toward Jack and began to walk forward to join him and Kate, taking the water bottle away from the two in the process.
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