#thecodeisalittleoff

[pentothepages-blog]

thecodeisalittleoff replied to your post:.

Ah splendid, so you are aware of what my title is, at the very least. Yes, very good indeed. It is quite a lot to explain to a person. Good evening, Scribe, quite a pleasure to get to know you once again. :)

"No...I don't know you." Scribe took her glasses off and put them down on her desk. "But I can see what you are. The code of this game...basically the essence of this world. Why is your consciousness here?"

[pentothepages-blog]

Well, well, this is an interesting anomaly, is it not? You are feeling better at the very least, I can only presume by the less than dismal coloring that your person has reacquired. I suppose I shall be needing to reintroduce myself, no? It would be so terribly rude of me not to do so. However, I prefer the confirmation of its necessity before moving forward, as I can be quite long winded.

"Uh..." She started blankly. "That's.....nnnnew. I didn't expect code to...talk...to me...." 

[unmaskedliberateur-blog]

Led by the voice of god

The boy is tired and covered in blood. It's been non-stop, being dragged about from one corrupt, overbearing underling of the vile king to the other. His blade drags the ground, his eyes dark with lack of rest. Nothing seems to be important but this calling.

The guiding voice that pulls him foward. "Do not give up. It will be over soon." It doesn't seem to know his limitations. He is just a boy. A young boy that has become shockingly powerful, but still, a child. This is too much, and soon he might snap.

This is wrong, he thinks. Something about the very nature of this quest seems broken. He does not remember any of the faces he's met, any of their voices, just words. As if they were printed out before him, as if it was scripted. He doesn't know why he ever decided to go up against the toad king in the first place. Thinking about it makes his head ache.

The boy stops moving forward. The voice calls to him again, but he does not move. He's too weak to be fighting any more. "I need to rest..."

There is not time. It is almost here. The battle will be swift. I have healed you well. You must move forward.

He looked up. "I cannot fight like this...please, can I not wait? I'll surely fail like this..." His head hurt. He felt like something was certainly wrong here. It was as if he'd realized too soon that something was wrong here. That the place he was going would not be pleasant.

...You will be fine. You trust me, do you not?

"...Yes, but...I...I'm sorry. You're right."

Of course I am. 

[thesmilingmerchant]

thecodeisalittleoff replied to your post:"I do believe my coding is getting better."

Is that so? Do you care to elaborate?

"Ah, yes, of course, my friend. I am not up to par with your skills yet, dear Code, but I do believe I am learning. I have been toying with creation. Luck Tickets are of course not difficult for me to make as I always have an unlimited amount of them. But I have been looking into the coding of items other than my wares when I have free time. The fruits of my labor have paid off-- allow me to show you." The merchant placed a hand on the nearby counter top, using it as an access point into the game coding. He closed his eyes as he concentrated, silence filling the room. Nails pressed lightly against the counter as he looked through the code, creating a new strand of it and making sure it did not interfere with the rest.

A chair pixelated into the room, the merchant opening his eyes and walking over to it. "And here we are." He sat down on it, placing his right ankle on his left knee. "It took practice to make it solid, but I think I finally understand it."

[thesmilingmerchant]

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[thesmilingmerchant]

thecodeisalittleoff replied to your post:Are you still wandering about in search of frivolity, my dear merchant?

Is that so? It is quite interesting to see you working at your function past what is scripted, I will admit. Though feelings, changing, I do not see how such things could possibly suit a video game character.

"Odd, isn't it? Though I spent too much time pondering over such things, impossibilities, changes, creations... Heh heh heh. Hands on experience is needed, as they say.

"My existence is subtracted into three causes currently, and I would soon hope it to just be one. Perhaps I am taking on his ideas with this change of mine, but it is only fair I suppose."

[pentothepages-blog]

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Pros:

- She’s much more aware of the code inside the game now so interacting with him shouldn’t be a problem.

- Scribe would assist in getting other Puppeteers out of the game

- She can help smooth out glitches.

- Scribe also doesn't really care if her partners can be touched or not (she dated no-touch zacharie for a long time)

Cons:

- What an asshole

- Might become aware of things the code doesn’t want her to know.

- Scribe wouldn’t have the patience to deal with his ‘Puppeteers inside the game are only pests’ attitude

[thesmilingmerchant]

❤ ((laughs forever))

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