Simulation Designer

An accomplished engineer, Yori was responsible for the digitization laser's proper functioning. When the MCP took over the ENCOM System, she was too valuable to simply derezz. She helped to save the System from the MCP, and has joined Tron and Flynn's new Programs on the Grid. [Independent RP account for Yori from the Tron franchise. After the 1982 movie, my headcanons come heavily into play. Tracking the tag "simulationdesigneryori." I also play Yori's User, Lora, who can be found here: here .]

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They ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE

We are!  :D  Thanks, nonnie!  It's always nice to know one is missed.  <3

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Hi, everyone!  Sorry I kind of disappeared!  In February, I went to Costa Rica on a mission trip for 10 days, and then immediately after we got back, I drove across the country.  And after that, I haven't had internet in the apartment I'm currently staying in until .... oh, yesterday.  

BUT, hopefully, I should be back, though I might only be on a couple of days a week.  

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Sorry about not really being here, as of late.  There’s some … pretty personal stuff happening in my life and it’s been making it hard to … do much of anything.

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A Tron reference in Dollhouse, excellent!  

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{Came for the other Yori, stayed for the interesting other portrayal, also the amazing Lora!}

D'awww, thank you so much, sweetheart!  <3  It's nice to know that I'm not the only one.  XD  (though I think I might be the only Lora).  

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//Came for the Yori stayed for the adorable and perfect Lora and Yori. Seriously, your Lora brings out the best in Alan. Also stayed for the amazing Mun! <3

Pardon me while I flail at you.  <3  Seriously, I adore you and your writing, so your opinion is very important.  <3 

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Describe my blog in terms of "came for the _____, stayed for the _____"

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Yori appreciation time

askldjakdjakl seriously, there is not enough appreciation for how Yori just TAKES EVERYTHING IN STRIDE until she thinks Tron is dead. “You escaped and you’re on the run from the MCP? No problem, let’s hide out at my apartment until we can make a run for the I/O tower. Recognizers on our backs? I ain’t skurred. Dumont is being crotchety and belligerent? I’ll handle this. Steal a solar sailer? I can do that.”

best. girlfriend. ever.

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Reblogging because AGREED, and also to add some appreciation for her User, as well!

Seriously, guys, I aspire to be Lora Baines when I grow up.  Flynn suggests breaking into Encom both physically and digitally?  Lora’s immediately all “Hell yes felony adventure SHENANIGANS get in the van losers.”  Also, there is the extremely significant fact that this woman is not merely Gibbs’s pretty blonde assistant, but a programmer, a scientist, a physicist at a time when women in such fields were practically invisible.  She knows what she’s looking for in her friends and in her significant others, sets boundaries with her lovable but slightly douchey ex, and is just overall a big fat BAMF.  These two ladies need far more love and appreciation.  End.  Of.  Line.

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Some examples of invisible women in computing: the six original ENIAC programmers (including Bartik’s namesake). Funnily enough, programming was originally considered a womanly occupation until the artificial emotionless-male-nerd-trained-in-higher-maths image was created to lift that “stigma” and generate better pay (and exclude women in the process).

Odd how that works.

But anyway: YORI<3 LORA<3 EEEE<33

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Alan knew she wasn’t Lora. In the same way he knew Clu wasn’t Flynn but it was easy to make a mistake or to trick the mind into thinking the opposite. His fingers still over the surface of the console and he took a deep breath through his nose.

He slowly reached up and covered her hand with his. "I’m not so sure about that, Yori," he said softly. He just let himself soak in her comforting presence. Her fingers felt like Lora’s- same delicate but strong fingers. But there was an unusual coldness. He wondered if all programs were like that.

"Alan," he said after a moment or two. "Just Alan. I have to keep reminding Tron to drop the ‘one’."

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"It will, AlanO…., Alan," she said, correcting herself when the User reminded her of his name and not his title.  

She didn’t know what was going on with LoraPrime and AlanOne, but she still had faith in her User.  

"Is there anything that I can do to help?" she asked, genuinely concerned.  She didn’t like it when AlanOne was distressed, and she wanted to make things better for him. 

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He patted her hand twice before returning both of his hands to the keyboard in front of him. He needed to find the origin of this glitch before sleep or anything else that could be a distraction.

"I’ll be alright," he said with as much enthusiasm as he could muster. "But if you’d like to help," he nodded towards the console that was directly in front of him. "if you could login and look at what I’m working on that’d be a big help. Perhaps I’m overlooking something that program’s find obvious."

Just having her presence around was helpful and comforting.

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Yori smiled and nodded. 

"I would be glad to help, Alan," she murmured.  It was the least she could do; this was the User responsible for Tron's existence, and she felt that she owed him so much more than a little help, now and then. 

Leaning over so that she could reach his console, she glanced quickly through what he'd been working on.  

"Here's your problem," Yori said, pointing out a specific line of code.  "In order for the simulation to rez properly, this line of code needs to be inverted."  It might not necessarily be obvious to all programs, but she'd been designed for this sort of thing; it came naturally to her.  

"Are you sure there's nothing else I can do?" she turned to look at the User, wanting desperately to be able to make things right.

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*shyly comes into inbox with ♡ symbol*

Beck wasn’t sure what happened. It’s not like Yori had done anything. It was like one second he and Tron and Yori were all were just working, and then…

He saw Yori in a different light.

She was funny. She was cute. She was gorgeous. He couldn’t think about anything when she was around. When Yori walked by, it felt like he was getting zapped. Beck would be bashful; he would stammer and stutter. He was sure his circuits grew a little purple here or there.

But there was Tron.

Tron.

Beck tried to push aside his feelings, working as hard as he could, his concentration bent on the monitors in front of him. Just think, Beck. Think…

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Yori was working on a way to make Beck more convincingly like Tron.  Oh, he did fine as the Renegade, but if he wanted to convince anyone who had actually known Tron that he was the real thing, 

After all, she had taken one look at him and had known that he wasn't her Tron.  If they hadn't known Tron, though, Beck would do perfectly.  

But his voice was still wrong.  

Which was why Yori had been working on a sort of ... synthesizer, to make Beck's natural tenor a bit deeper.  

She only had a few more micros, though, before she was going to go check on the safe houses she'd set up around the System, indicated to Programs in need by her symbol, the way that Tron's was a symbol for the more visible part of the resistance.  

Right now, though, Tron had asked her to check on Beck, to make sure that the intelligence gathering for the latest mission was going well.  

Leaning over to glance at the display right in front of Beck, Yori asked, "How's everything going?"  She knew the controls in here as well as Tron did, so she'd be able to give any help necessary.

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"Wow," Clu said softly, picturing the bright colors dimmed. For just a moment, he imagined it clearly, disturbingly. He shuddered, feeling an odd chill and a strong desire to change the subject. "I hate to think of something terrible happening here."

His User had told him little of what had taken place during the MCP’s takeover, only that Flynn had wanted Clu to help him and the other Programs and Users keep whatever had happened from happening again. From what he’d heard about the past horrors since coming to the Encom system, Clu could see why. 

"That won’t happen again," Clu decided, out loud, "not if I can do anything about it." 

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"No, it won’t," Yori agreed.  There were too many Programs, and now Users, too, that would fight, if something like that looked even remotely possible.

They would arrive at their destination soon enough, but until then…

"Do you want to learn how to properly pilot a Solar Sailer?” Yori asked with a grin.  

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Clu grinned back. She was actually going to teach him? A chance to redeem himself! 

"Definitely!"

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Yori grinned over at Clu, moving away from the controls so that Clu could take her place.  

"Now, if you place your hand here," she indicated the proper position, "and your other there, make sure not to put too much pressure on either, and that'll make her fly straight."  

Glancing over the input, she added, "Making sure you've input the proper destination is important, too."

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Clu indicated the rarely-used secondary seat by the converted communication panel, “You can sit down if you like.” He got the feeling that she might not, however, despite her cautionary words. He grinned back, “Either way, you may want to hold on to something.”

He tapped a specific pattern into the steering panel and watched in satisfaction as the tank aimed itself toward the ramp, lining up perfectly. He held onto either side of the console and watched the outlines of the ramp on the screen become larger…closer.

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Yori flashed Clu a mischievous grin, shaking her head.  ”Not on your code,” she told him, grabbing onto a support, instead.  

Since this was happening, she was going to enjoy it, if she could.  

The Program watched as Clu reprogrammed the tank, then turned her attention toards the ramp.  

"Well, this could either be terrible, or a lot of fun," she said, bracing herself.

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"Or both!" Clu1 grinned, just as the tank hit the ramp. He nearly lost his grip on the console as the jolt knocked him back, but he managed to regain it just as the tank left the ramp. They launched up, sailed through space in a strangely graceful arc, and then angled down. Clu1 realized too late that his knees were no shock-absorbing match for the jolt of landing, and he did lose his grip this time. However, he landed backward into the primary chair of the tank, as if he’d planned it that way. His stunned expression lasted only a moment before he whooped in exhilaration. “Woooah, I don’t think I’ve ever jumped a tank that high before! What did you think of that, Yori?” He twisted around in the chair to check on the other program.

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Bracing herself on the support, Yori managed to keep herself upright, bending slightly upon landing.  

She grinned over at Clu as he landed in his chair, not quite sure whether that had been accidental or planned on his part.  Either way, he'd saved himself from falling, which was the important part.  

"I was right; it was a lot of fun," she grinned.  "Although, if you do that a lot, it's going to be hard on your tank."  She could always check it out for him, though; she'd helped bring a lot of tanks into existence, and she knew the ins and outs of the vehicle.  

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Yori sighed, shaking her head.  

"I know that he would have, in the ENCOM System," she said softly, and there was a touch of sadness in it.  "But now….., I’m not so sure," she admitted, wrapping her arms around herself in the way that Tron had done, trying to comfort herself.  

She turned back to Zuse with a small smile on her features.  ”I want to explore this new System, too, but the tasks that Flynn sets for me……they could be performed by a Beta,” she sighed in frustration.  ”Tron trained me in security; I could be helping him.”

But she knew that that would never happen.  She looked too much like her User for Flynn to ever allow her to do anything like that, she knew.  

Yori tilted her head at Zuse as he snatched something off of his desk, watching as he fiddled with the code.  

She was going to say something when he finished what he was doing and held out what appeared to be a lily.

The simulation program felt her vocal processes lock up as he handed the lily to her, and it took her a moment to regain her ability to speak.  

"I … thank you, Zuse," she said with a smile.  "It’s beautiful."  He knew about her fascination with User plants and flowers, and instead of mocking her, the way that many Programs did, did things like this for her. 

"That sounds like a good idea," she agreed, very gently placing the flower back down onto his desk.  "I don’t want anything to happen to this; mind if I pick it up when we come back?"

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"I’m sure Flynn will come around, and see you in your true light. On that day, you will be running through the Grid, getting into just as much trouble as the boys do, I’m sure of it." Zuse couldn’t help but chuckle softly, watching her eyes as they looked over his split-second creation.

It looked horrendous, they all did. The only ideas he had of flowers came from downloaded information. He could describe the smell, the color, the touch— but never experience it. But Yori, she always looked at them as though she were seeing the real thing, not a petty imitation.

And so he kept making them.

He gave a nod at her question, forcing a smile back to his lips as he held out his arm for her, “Shall we, then?”

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"Despite his good intentions, I don't really trust Flynn," Yori admitted, an air almost of guilt surrounding her confession.  "He's too ... unpredictable."  

He was a User, so it made sense that he was unpredictable, but he was contrary even for a User.  Her own User and Tron's User weren't like that.  Flynn concentrated on one thing until a new obsession came along, then he switched over to that one, like the previous had never existed.  

"And I know he's excited about the ISOs, but it's one thing to be excited and another entirely to neglect the rest of the entire System in favor of them."  

Yori was excited about the ISOs herself, but Flynn had a duty to the rest of the Programs on the Grid, and recently, he'd been failing in his duty.  

But that wasn't why she'd come here.  She'd come here to spend a few micros with her dear friend, not to complain about Tron or about Flynn.  

"Good idea," she said, forcing the other thoughts to the back of her processors.  She could deal with it later. 

Taking Zuse's arm, she murmured, "I'm sorry for ... all of that."

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"Well," he made a show of internally processing the teasing question. He crossed his arms and tapped his index finger on his chin. "Perhaps not. If you continue with these jests I may forget how to frown and intimidate other programs." he smiled all the brighter as he swung his legs over the lip of the slope and then turned back to her.

"Come here, I want to try something," he twisted his upper body and opened his arms to her, beaconing her to come closer.

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Yori laughed outright at Tron's attempt to be even mock-serious.  At the moment, it wasn't quite working.  

"I think you'll manage to remember, when the time comes," she giggled.  "Especially when you're actually on duty."  When he was working, he put the utmost into his directives; there was no doubt that he would be just as serious when he was back to work.

"Well, if you insist," Yori grinned, quite willingly going over to the open arms of her counterpart.  "What did you have in mind?"

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"This is…" New, interesting, exciting, frightening. "…Unique." This wasn’t the world she had grown accustomed to. The color scheme.. the vast emptiness that composed the draw distance. It radiated with an energy that didn’t speak of.. human life.. but of… "By the gods on high, what a wonderful place to spend one’s time.” It looked a little Lo-Res for her tastes, but she was sure that with a few dedicated hours spent working, and maybe a better monitor.. 

Yet, was she alone? Had she been dumped into her paradise with no one to share it with? Raising her right hand, she summoned a holographic interface and set to work on trying to decipher the nature of the strange land she’d been zapped into.. maybe if she could find the code that comprised this place.. or even a backdoor into the heart of it, she could find an answer tha- 

"The Grid? Oh, dear.." Well. Vacation wasn’t exactly the proper word anymore. Work seemed more indicative. 

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Yori was working on a few new simulations when a scan turned up something ... strange on the Grid.  Tron wasn't due back for about a millicycle; she'd check it out herself.  

Checking her disk and the sword-batons that she'd taken to carrying, just in case, the Program rezzed her miniature Solar Sailer (it was somewhere between a lightcycle and a lightjet, and it was her own invention) and sped towards the irregularity, hoping that she'd simply read the scan incorrectly.  

Apparently, though, she hadn't.  There was ... someone there.  But the nature of this someone hadn't fully processed yet.  

"Something I can help you with?" she asked, wondering if ... whoever this was was new to the Grid or if Yori simply hand't encountered someone like her before.  

Still, she kept her right hand poised by the baton strapped to her thigh, just in case.  

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Reblog if you're ok with AU's

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some 5 minute Uprising Yori warmup doodles. You know that girl has issues.