Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))

11 posts · 2005-12-16 00:38:00 to 2006-01-05 03:09:00

#23800000590 12/16/2005 00:38 Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))


Aiyalla slammed her hand down in frustration against the control panel of the HvCft Demonic Tribulation, startling the operator on duty.She paid no mind to his wide-eyed stare, instead focusing her attention on the computer before her.The green-hued glare from the monitors illuminated her face, casting garish shadows beneath her golden eyes.Her lips were curled in an uncharacteristically angry snarl, and her fingers practically flew across the keyboards.It had been days since she last slept, or even left the control room, and still, she pushed herself to work.
It had to be there… somewhere in the data streams…. It had to….


She rubbed her eyes again, forcing herself to focus.This was the time she had been waiting for.Veil had escaped, and all of Zion was in an uproar.She was the one Aiya had been seeking, since Espi had left her with careful instructions.“Seek out the one that will guide us, Aiya.And be mindful.We have been betrayed once before…”


Dear architect, she knew it, too.


Months of preparation… hiding in shadows, speaking in hushed whispers to whomever would listen… The Masked Agenda had become the face of the hidden Cypherites in the redpill society’s eyes, which was, of course, the point.The hidden operatives continued their operations largely unnoticed, weaving their way silently into the ranks of their enemies, spreading the poisons that would eventually bring Zion crumbling down.


Winterbrood had become an increased threat, along with The Glitch Society.Nameaurasu had threatened her own life, along with those of her crew, and Starschwar had tried several times to infiltrate The Masked Agenda, to no avail.Aiyalla allowed herself a cool smile as she considered those working so diligently against her.At least she could now consider SIN to be among her allies, even though she trusted them, as Sorr0w had said, “as far as I can throw a ten ton banana.”


Aiya sighed, pushing back from the monitors, and allowed her eyes to close briefly.Footsteps stopped behind her, and without opening her eyes, she sensed Jamicus’s gaze


“Aiyalla, you haven’t been up here all night, have you?”


She nodded, passing a hand across her hair, smoothing it back from her pale face.


“I have to find her, Jam.It’s not an option any longer.” She finally opened her eyes, turning a grave gaze to her new first mate. “Veil has got to be in their somewhere.She’s the one Zion fears, and the one that will lead us to victory over them.”


Jamicus frowned, gazing in turn down at the small form of his captain.Small, but filled with the determination and drive of men twice her size.He nodded to her.


“I’ll be in the control room, then.”He grinned roguishly at her, and turned on his heel.


Aiya watched his retreating form, and then turned her attention to the operator, Jason.He was a new operator, only a few months from the pods, and already fiercely loyal to the Masked.Jason immediately stood, his gaze on Aiyalla.


“Need me out of here, ma’am?”


She nodded once, and he left immediately, no questions asked.“Good soldier,” she thought.


Turning once more to the monitors, she pressed few keys in sequence, and the door slid shut behind her, and sealed.Nodding once, she pressed a few more keys, and began typing a rapid nonsensical code.The code connected, and a few seconds later, a soft voice was heard.


“…Hello, Aiya.”


She smiled.


“Nothing to report yet… I’ve been searching the code for several days.She’s well hidden, if her code isn’t ghosted completely.”She allowed herself a soft sigh before continuing.“We have many new recruits… all good people… all loyal.We have our people in Zion, and I’ve been receiving reports almost daily.SIN is with us… more or less, and the Codemasons and Venmm’s Wolfpack are among our allies.”


“I’m proud of you, Aiya.You’ve done well.I’ve been monitoring your progress, and that of the Masked.”The voice paused.“And what of our other ruse?”


She chuckled slightly, reclining in her chair.


“So far, no one knows.And I’ve had some rather pernicious suitors coming to ‘rescue’ me several times.”


He laughed softly.“They underestimate your strength… and your loyalty.Don’t fear, Aiya… I’ll return to you soon.I love you.”


She smiled again, allowing his voice, as it always did, to sooth her.


“I love you too… my Espi.”



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#23800000597 12/16/2005 09:08 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))
(( Oh yes. ))
#23800000656 12/22/2005 08:20 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))



The Seventh Day


And there it was… light… shining so brilliantly… so clearly… salvation had come for him at long last…




Message Edited by kingcaw on 12-22-2005 04:21 PM

#23800000657 12/22/2005 08:22 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))

The Sixth Day


What had he done to himself?


What had he done to those who he loved so dearly?


It wasn’t supposed to be like this… he motives had been pure, they had been righteous, yet all he had believed in was a lie, this false cause masking a vicious and vindictive agenda, confounded by their own arrogance, manipulating and exploiting those who were too near-sighted to see through the lies.


It was those who he felt sorry for.The pure of heart and mind, driven like lambs to the slaughter in search for sanctuary.


No more. The dream belongs to me, and I shall embrace it.

#23800000658 12/22/2005 08:23 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))


The Fifth Day


None of it makes a difference in the end.


With every day the fractured terrain mirrored his ever-despairing spirit.What life was this?What life could it ever become?


The blistering cold struck sharply against his skin as he stumbled over his own weary feet, crashing to the ground with an exasperated sigh.He couldn’t go on like this.Not in this place.Nobody was coming for him, nobody knew he existed. Still.


What had he done to himself?

#23800000659 12/22/2005 08:24 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))

The Fourth Day


Intoxicated by the silence.


It bellowed through his mind with deafening decadence, the miniscule purring of the wind sweeping past with nonchalant melody.


What was this place?


He knew of its nature, of what he had been told, yet the charred bricks and mortar, the tangled vines of steel encased an unknown past.The very nature of the Matrix had relied on placebic suggestion – a computer program transferring every ounce of your knowledge into you.And where does our knowledge of the history of this world come from?The Machines.


It is too widely assumed that the Machines simply built the world presented within Matrix atop the foundations of the true history of the real.Did such events as the Great World Wars of long ago ever take place? Or were they mainly a method through which the Machines could impose on us the gravity of emotions such as greed and a thirst for power?A reference point to set us an example of the consequences leading from such “sins”.


And what of religion? Was that too another fabrication? A consensus into accepting false hope, misguided faith?Or perhaps a self-indulgent parody of all-powerful reign the Machines have on our world, our existence, our minds.


Who knew such things?


Who cared?


None of it makes a difference in the end.

#23800000660 12/22/2005 08:26 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))


The Third Day


I can control this… I have to control this…


Why wouldn’t they stop?Why wouldn’t they leave him alone?!


Why did they torture him?!


Torment him?!


They screamed endlessly… why won’t they just shut the hell up?!?!


It has to stop… they need to be silenced… it has to end…


Begging for mercy… screaming… agony….


He was sorry… he was so d*mn sorry… he felt every inch of their souls clutching at his own, tearing his mind to shreds, punishing him for his sins…


Please leave me alone…


Please!!!


Crumpled in a heap aside a pile of small rocks, overlooking the ashen crevice of what was once surely a sparkling river he clasped his hands over his ears… desperate to block out the deafening voices clouding his head… praying for silence to enter his mind once more and bless him with the sanity he was certain would await him in this world.


Letting out a mangled cry he swung his arms violently into the thin crisp air, launching to his feet and scattering broken stones and dust as he kicked and scrapped towards the ground… a flurry of curses blackening the skies around him further with their ferocity, his streaming tears soaking peacefully into the scarred ground below.


Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted something… shimmering…


Drawing a large breath of smog-filled air, he leant back slightly to survey his surroundings... Where he stood was what could only have been the foundations to a building… long since swept from the face of this forsaken planet… all but for shards, remnants scattered at his feet.Glass.


Without hesitation he immediately dropped to his feet, nicking his hands as he swept aside the miniscule splinters until he finally laid his eyes on a large tarnished piece…jagged…. Sharp…


With a gentle sob, he turned his wrist upwards, and slowly raised the tip of the shattered glass…


No… not like this…


They would haunt him even in death… they must be silenced once and for all…


The desperation drowned out the pain… it was over in seconds…


A single trickle of blood rolled down the arm which brandished the glass… as he dropped it to the ground, he also released something from his other hand, before walking off slowly, his face a crimson mask… hiding a look of pure satisfaction, not even taking a second look at the remains of his tongue so carelessly discarded behind him.


Euphoric…


Intoxicated by the silence.

#23800000661 12/22/2005 08:27 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))

The Second Day


Sleep once more…


A sickly sweet scent wafted its way nonchalantly up his nostrils, stifling his every breath, turning his stomach ever so slightly.He knew that smell… much better than he wished…


He quickly jolted up from the harsh rocky terrain on which he had been laid prone… pipe still clasped tightly in his left fist.With his dirty right hand he reached around to the nape of his neck and slowly stroked his fingertips across the skin before returning them to his gaze.Blood.


Time to leave.


It still amazed him how little he knew of this world, this reality…


Then again, for all he knew, he was already dead.


How would he know?What was to say that this wasn’t merely his consciousness occupying itself after the death of his body?His mind truly free for the first time, choosing to imprison itself in the bleak world it had so long avoided during his relatively short life.


He welt on the back of his neck throbbed with furious vigour as his concentration poured itself into gaining some level of comprehension over the nature of the world he saw before him.


What if those guys were right?What was it they talked about?Oh yeah… the “Yellow Pill”… unpeeling the countless layers of reality… of which the Matrix was merely a starter, and the main course awaited us all….


Could it be possible?


In fact… does any of this exist?Do any of these people exist?Was he and he alone a prisoner in some sick and twisted game?The main player on a stage, surrounded by extras?Mere figments of the world built around him… or perhaps… built for him?


Built for us all… if this reality is the truest form, mankind would surely rot in the dank festering deserts if not for the salvation of the Machines… if, in fact, it was truly the Machines with their finger on the button…


It was then that it hit him… once more his mind travelled off on its own personal rollercoaster ride… once more it threatened to upset the balance of sanity…


I can control this… I have to control this…

#23800000662 12/22/2005 08:28 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))


The First Day


“All I ever wanted was to be with my family… now I get my wish”


Was this… real? Was this over at long last?


He pinched himself firmly to reassure his weary mind of its own existence… this was not death… but life, the life he had for so long failed to embrace for all its worth…


For so long he had lived with this torment, days, weeks, months… his mind lay in ruins, yet now he had finally prevailed, triumphed in a battle with his own misaligned consciousness.Victory was every ounce as bitter-sweet as he had imagined.


Those he loved… who he truly loved… now left behind


He could never return… that was the greatest gift he could have given them.Sanctuary from his presence.


He had laid there so long he almost failed to realise he had not yet opened his eyes to absorb the reality that would be his new home.With mind-numbing resistance, his eyelids prised themselves apart, watering almost immediately as the cold harsh wind threw dust particles into his eyes.Home.


The faint whirring of machinery hovered around his ears as he turned to the crudely constructed jack-in terminal behind him.There was only one thing to do.Reaching for the nearest object he could muster… a broken rusted pipe… he began demolishing the equipment… venting the rage that the world for which it was a gateway had emblazoned onto him… seeing their faces one by one… his betrayers… and those he betrayed… whose hearts and minds he had left trampled in his wake.


With each crashing blow, the cragged pipe cut and scraped further into the toughened skin of his trembling hands until they gave up the struggle, and dropped the pipe from their grasp… he fell to his knees...


One more thing to do…


Extending his bleeding hand once more towards the pipe, he mustered every inch of his determination… fuelled by his shame… his guilt… he rose the heavy baton above his head… he paused momentarily… trying in his weakened state to approximate the location of the jack-in node on the base of his skull… he closed his eyes, and swung…


Strangely the sensation of fading from this world felt no different from that of the Matrix slipping out of grasp.He marvelled at the Machines ability for interpretive coding… he completed the fate of those he left behind… and as his consciousness waned, he wondered for a moment whether they would ever find the blank shells he had replaced the kill-codes with…or the man he had traded them to...


Sleep once more…

#23800000663 12/22/2005 08:29 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))


The Seventh Day


The Dream belongs to me, and I shall embrace it.


What a fool.


The dream was far past his reach, his mind and heart were too weak to continue in its pursuit, his body, weaker.


No food, no water…


No spirit, no passion…


I cannot continue down this path… nor any other….


I should have stayed dead.


He had reserved the final ounce of his energy for this moment.A moment he had forseen since the second he re-entered this world.He knew exactly where it was amidst the collection of junk and scraps littering his pocket.Pulling it out, his eyes fixated for a split-second on the faint reflection of his face in its tainted blade.He turned it on its side, and allowed it to pass effortlessly across his wrist.


No energy to quicken the job… he dropped the knife before being able to cut his other wrist as he dropped to his knees.Typical… he had drawn out this inevitability for days now… only fitting it was drawn out longer…


And there it was… light… shining so brilliantly… so clearly… salvation had come for him at long last…


The turbine engines of the lowering craft swept his hair back, blowing sharp grains of dust into his eyes… he barely maintained consciousness to see it touch down… to see the hatch opening… to see a friend of old step out in front of him...


Offering him a gift...


Peace.


Message Edited by kingcaw on 12-22-2005 04:30 PM

#23800000862 01/05/2006 03:09 Re: Searching for Truth ((the New Chapter for Cyperite RP))
(( I know! And everyone's using different communications protocols. I have nothing but sympathy for the poor communications engineers (read: network administrators) aboard their ships. SMILEY ))