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originally posted in:Warpzone
6/30/2015 6:47:34 AM
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*Fulgrim lays in bed next to his sleeping girlfriend whom he just performed a flawless Dutch oven upon. (Urban dictionary if you don't know what that is)*
*Fulgrim's insomnia is finally overcome by his exhaustion - he falls to sleep*
*as he sleeps, an electrical anomaly sucks him into the world of tron*
*he takes on the form of an in incredibly complex virus of ever-shifting warm colors, yellow, red, and orange*
*complex, geometric designs of multicolored, pixilated brilliance dance in the sky over the suburbs like a beautiful aurora borealis in the Northern and Southern Hemispheres as Fulgrim's consciousness is uploaded into the binary realm - the file is of staggering size*
*moments later, Fulgrim's form stabilizes red*
[i][b]
"Where am I?"[/b][/i]
English
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[spoiler]damn that entrance[/spoiler] [i]you find yourself in a large black room[/i]
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[spoiler]good or bad entrance? Lol[/spoiler] *Fulgrim illuminates the darkness with binary energy. He broadcasts a fragmented scrap code that enters the mainframe and delicate circuitry of tron - tron bends to his mighty will* *the darkness is banished as Fulgrim steps out into the world in as a strobing, mutating virus*
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[i]the masses of the public don't notice you, mostly White programs and few Blues Nothing seems amiss, until you find a tall, female program staring at you from across the street [/i]
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*she feels his tainted, mutating corruption from across the street, but realizes he means her no harm - he is simply lost* *Fulgrim waves at you, clumsily devouring the white programs on accident, he is having rampancy issues that unintentionally act as a cancer to the delicate balance of this binary realm* *he collapses to his knees as the very color in the air leeches into the black hole of his unstable programming*
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Edited by Sardonyx: 6/30/2015 7:18:41 AM[i]she merely tilts her head[/i]
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*Trouble is coming.. A beam of green light slams into Fulgrim as an antivirus program is drawn to Fulgrim's corruption* *Fulgrim pleads you to save the antivirus program.. Fulgrim does not wish to harm anyone* *an aura of pixilated flames explodes around Fulgrim in a violent, crimson vortex - he is drawing power Incase he needs to defend himself*
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[i]she raises an arm, and a data pad appears before her She presses a few things A sudden feeling of relaxation over comes him, as the corruption is prurged and he takes form [/i]
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*he let's out a sigh of relief as his color stabilizes purple - he's a user with multiple affiliations who comes from a land where [b][i]Rivers of Blood[/i][/b] flow over the war torn landscape* *he nods at you with a smile as a digital, black rose with a red colored stem appears in your hand as one giant, undefined pixel. The single pixel quickly buffers into an HD image with 1080 pixels that refresh with your movement at 240hz* *a single drop of scarlet blood falls from your hand as one of the thorns breaks the skin - the blood hits the street and blossoms into an elegant wild orchid, the smell is rich and sweet* *as you look up from the orchid, Fulgrim is gone*
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[i]she looks around calmly Another User has been found[/i]
