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@argonrefugee-blog
[Just a reminder that these blogs [theuserchampion/argonrefugee] have been combined and moved to tronlived, since I didn’t make an official announcement earlier. These blogs will still be up as archives for a while, but my main activity will be on the new blog.
Also, my new personal blog, if anyone is interested, is andthentronturnedintogodzilla .]
[I guess I have some explaining to do.]
The main reason I’ve been gone for so long is that I started college this past fall, and it really ate away at my RP time. Also, among other things, I’ll be moving into a new house in the next few months and my fiance and I have a crapload of animals. I’ve still been doing some RP over Skype, but for the most part, I’ve been laying low on the interwebs.Â
Recently, I’ve been thinking about what to do, RP-wise, and I came to a decision: since 82!Tron (theuserchampion) didn’t get as much activity as I would have liked, I’m going to combine my main Tron blogs into a multiverse, multi-era blog (that will be mainly U!Tron, don’t worry) that can be found here. My personal will probably still be functioning, but for the most part, I’ll be active on the new blog.Â
So . . . yeah.
[My official apology post.]
Tronblr, if you haven’t checked out FRACT yet, you’re missing out. It’s a short exploration game in which the user must repair a broken world by making music. If you’re not a musician, don’t worry—the puzzles actually “trick” you into putting musical phrases together without your realizing it. You even get a studio in which you can create your own songs!
Also: I thought the achievement “CLU Hunter” was pretty funny.
……..You got my attention.
The Grid. A digital frontier. I tried to picture clusters of information as they moved through the computer. What did they look like? Ships? motorcycles? Were the circuits like freeways? I kept dreaming of a world I thought I’d never see. And then one day…
“It’s one hell of a laser. I have nightmares most every night. Vivid nightmares. Usually, I’m back there, in the computer, but I’m not really in control of my own body. I’m watching myself, watching from the outside. It’s as if there’s something else in there, watching and directing things, controlling me, and when I wake up, I can still feel it, radiating from every computer or cell phone or anything…
It’s an entire universe in there. One we created, but it’s beyond us now. Really. It’s outgrown us. You know, every time you shut off your computer…do you know what you’re doing ? Have you ever reformatted a hard drive? Deleted old software? Destroyed an entire universe? I was a programmer. It’s all I ever wanted to be. I spent years, day in and day out, manipulating code, writing… It’s too much. It’s too much power. I never wanted this. I never wanted the responsibility. I just wanted to make games.”
- “Blue” Jet, Tron: Ghost in the Machine
Tron by FablePaint
(@profoundly-naive) [Betrayal!Era]
Tron glanced over his shoulder in satisfaction as he listened to the sound of the boisterous club in the distant city, followed by the faint echo of others like it. He sat on a hill on the outskirts of the city, looking at the sky and taking in the otherwise peaceful moment. He almost felt guilty that he was supposed to make an appearance at the End of Line this micro, but they should have taken the hint by now that Tron only "appeared" at the club during emergencies only. He would have, of course, stopped in for a quick drink if only it weren't so... congested.
And almost every single Program in that building clamoring for his attention, rushing toward him and consequently blocking off every civilized method of escape... the peace of mind was definitely worth the talking-to and slap on the wrist he would inevitably get from Flynn, who would probably say something along the lines of: "These Programs should get a chance to meet their hero when he's off duty."
Except Tron knew he could never be "off duty." If anything, he was just taking a rest for a while.
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Gimme angst! (Argonrefugee)
30. My muse loses consciousness and isn’t waking up
Cyrus was certain that his affliction had been pushed to dormancy. This was the fifth Millicycle he’d gone without seeing the pale pattern creep further up his neck. This was the fifth Millicycle he’d gone without pain that cut into his core, screams he’d have to bite back to keep his master from knowing. This was the fifth Millicycle he’d gone without interference from his malidy, that was, until he collapsed before his mentor when about to convey information.
"Cyrus?"
Tron barely caught Cyrus to ease his fall before trying to wake him up. Cyrus had always told him not to get too excited or else his scars would start to act up, but Tron was frantic. Cyrus was the only friend he had now, the only one he knew he could trust. If he lost Cyrus now, then he would really be alone, as it was likely by this point that CLU had turned the rest of the Grid against him. That was something that hadn't occurred to him as strongly before now.
"Not you," he muttered, trying to find the source of Cyrus' sudden collapse. "I can't lose you now. Cyrus... Cyrus, stay with me. Cyrus. Cyrus..."
His scars were starting to pulsate and seep through the Energy barrier over his skin, but at this point, Tron didn't care. His concern right now was finding out what was wrong with Cyrus and how to fix it.
(@errorexecutingfile)
He had taken one risk too many.
Even as "security" in the cities slowly became omnipresent, Tron had still left the Outlands every once in a while, whether to replenish his supplies (he knew Able or Beck would bring some every once in a while, but he wasn't about to settle for being what the Users called a "vegetable") or to gather intel from trusted sources. It became harder and harder to remain undetected, especially after curfew, but the minimal circuitry in his disguise usually helped him blend into the shadows and usually let him escape without a consequence.
This time, though, he had apparently been detected by one of the smarter guards. And cornered, at that.
"Just some evening shopping," Tron calmly explained, and behind his helmet, he attempted to calculate possible escape routes. However, it was the truth; this time, he had come out for some Light Cycle maintenance mods (he would have waited for the resident mechanic, but he needed something to occupy his time and the broken machine in question was... expendable). "Apparently, walking the long way home was a mistake."
Hopefully, it wouldn't be the last one he made.
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[Assuming you want an Uprising-era starter, then? I'll get started on it as soon as I can!]
[Just curious, but would anyone like a starter? For the most part, I’m starting fresh in terms of relationships and stuff, so anything’s possible at this point. (Plus, work is a little… uneventful)]
What did you just call me? (argonrefugee. |D)
Send me "What did you just call me?" and I will generate a number from 1-40 for what my muse will have called yours.
31. Prince/Princess
"Whatever, princess."
"I can order around anyone I choose," Tron snapped. He was losing his patience with her. "Or did you forget that?"
Forté’s jaw dropped. “You know, you’re really being a brat, right? And who gave you the right to order me around?”
"I'm being a brat?" Tron asked incredulously. "And for your information, your User gave me that right, and not exclusive to you, either. Don't think you're so special."
Forté rubbed her eyes and turned around. “No, no, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so rude. It’s just- things have been really stressful lately.”
Tron decided to forgive her… for now.
"Stressful?" he asked, taking a seat. "Work? Or news?" If she had any intel from the "outside world" to give (and preferably not idle gossip), then it was valuable to him.
Forté shrugged. “Both, I guess. More and more of CLU’s soldiers are frequenting the club. I’ve had to break up four fights this past cycle alone.”
Tron sighed. "So it keeps getting worse. Then again, I never expected it to get any better. Not on its own, anyway."
What did you just call me? (argonrefugee. |D)
Send me "What did you just call me?" and I will generate a number from 1-40 for what my muse will have called yours.
31. Prince/Princess
"Whatever, princess."
Tron gritted his teeth.
"Don’t use that tone with me," he growled.
Forté rolled her eyes. “I’m not Beck, you can’t order me around,” she said.
"I can order around anyone I choose," Tron snapped. He was losing his patience with her. "Or did you forget that?"
Tron Restart by Brainiac6TechGirl
 Forté sighed. “Most of the time, these special trips involve you criticizing nearly all of my life choices. Pardon me if I’m not jumping up and down at your arrival.”
"Nonetheless," Tron replied, "that doesn’t change the fact that I risk my life every time I come out here. If you didn’t want the companionship, just say so and I’ll use my time for more important things."
Forté rubbed her eyes and turned around. “No, no, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so rude. It’s just- things have been really stressful lately.”
Tron decided to forgive her... for now.
"Stressful?" he asked, taking a seat. "Work? Or news?" If she had any intel from the "outside world" to give (and preferrably not idle gossip), then it was valuable to him.
