((Before people get upset, I have Dezreki, Redalibi, Setunde, and Calliope permission to use their characters, so everything is on the up and up on that part.))
”Hmph, look at this, we had everything, and we threw it all away, and why, because we didn’t see the machines as equals. However, the machines didn’t kill us; they gave us a new life, a new world, a chance to start over. However, apparently that wasn’t good enough for us either,” spoke Meta as he overlooks the ruins of the city where Exigence based their operations from. The ship Pandora was docked so that it can recharge. Meta didn’t like to be away from the simulation from long, every time they had to come back in for a recharge, Meta felt like the bluepills were in danger. “Why would anyone want to be awaken to…this, I’ll never understand,” thought Meta as he walks back to his apartment. He sits down at the computer and pulls up the data on Dezreki. Dezreki is considered a terrorist within the Cypherite organization, and should be dealt with in any manner possible. Meta also pulled up data on the new civil war between Opus Neo and Holy Warriors E Zion. Meta chuckled to himself as he looks at the data.
Then the base’s operator ran into his room, “Meta, you’re wanted by a program who calls himself ‘Father’.” Meta followed the operator to the base of a broadcasting tower that was situated in several parts of the base. The operator strapped Meta in the chair and then the next thing he knows, Meta has just walked out onto Mara C. MetaLogic was wearing an all black suit, his system’s shade and bandana was gone. He walks over to the church in Mara and notice that Mass was taking place. Meta sat himself down in the back and joined in. Meta was and still is Catholic, and he knew the Mass by heart.
After Mass, Meta approached Father, “Hello Father, my name is….” “Yes I know what your name is, please come with me, we have much to discuss,” replied Father. Meta and Father walked to the rectory of the church and he sat down on an old smelly couch. Across from him is a painting of Mary and Jesus. “Tell me Meta, do you think the world as you see is black and white?”
“As far as I can tell, you can either be a blue pill, or a red pill, that’s pretty much it.”
“My son, the world isn’t that clear cut; you’re forgetting the violet pills.”
“Violet pills?”
“These are people who are red pills, but for one reason or another, still act like bluepills. They know about Matrix, but they spend 99% of their time in here.”
“Why?”
“They do it for many reasons, maybe they feel like they can’t be reinserted, or they feel like they have more control this way. Sometimes they feel like they have to protect someone or something. It’s never really clear, but what is clear is that these Violet pills are not bluepills, but they’re not exactly redpills either, they’re caught in the middle. There’s also something else I can’t figure out about them, but I can’t put my fingers on it, especially this one.”
Father took out an envelope from his coat and handed it to Meta.
“This is a violet pill that may interest you, he goes by DASIC.”
“Thank you Father.”
MetaLogic stood up, shook Father’s hand and walked out; He changed back into his normal clothes and put the Bluetooth back into his ear. Just as he did that, he received a transmission from Redalibi. “All operative, meet me in Sai Kung C for an emergency meeting.” Meta ran to a Hardline and dialed in Sai Kung C.
When he appeared at the other end, Red, Setunde, and Calliope was there waiting for him to get there. “Ok guys, we have words that Dezreki is downtown and he is going to set off another bomb, however we’re not sure if this is just a regular bomb, or a code bomb. He was last seen in Hampton Green. What we’ll do is spread out and search. We’ll all take separate Hard lines in Hampton Green and try to flush him out.” The team lined up at the Hardline and they all went to separate hardlines in Hampton Green. MetaLogic walks into a plaza and looks up at the tall towers. “Now if I was Dez, and I wanted to cause the most damage,” Meta thought. Then he turned his head to the tower that held “Paradise Lost” club. “Of course,” Meta thought as he ran into the tower and to the elevator.
He opened up the top floor and waked out. There in the hallway was Dezreki and two Holy Warriors, “Well, nice of you to join us Meta.”
“What are you up to this time Dez?” Meta asked, with a scowl on his face.
“tsk tsk Meta, you should know better, apparently you and your kind don’t learn. Tell me, how is red doing after being jumped on?” Dezreki chuckle and his team mates chuckled with him. MetaLogic was about to speak, when Dez interrupted him.
“You know that I hate this, simulation, I hate it, it’s a prison, a prison for mankind, and you know I will do anything to get rid of this prison and free my fellow man. However, I can’t do that if you Cyphs keep getting in the way, now can I? Don’t worry your little head about it though I found a way to stop you guys.
All of the sudden, Dez pull out a gun that had three prongs. “This is a gun that I’m experimenting with, it’s designed to mess with a redpill’s RSI, not only which, I could probably mess with his real body too.” Dez pointed the gun at MetaLogic, he pulled the trigger and MetaLogic was hit with electricity. The current ran through is RSI and it burned so badly. “Oh my God, what happening, Meta’s vitals are off the chart,” panicked the operator as he watches Meta’s vitals start to waver. Meta stepped away from Dez, but Dez stepped closer and burst another electric shot into Meta’s RSI. Dez was enjoying this immensely, although he never shows it. Dez shot Meta again, and again. Meta looked back and saw a window. He turned and ran towards the window and broke the glass. Time seemed to stop when he turned his body back and saw Dez looking out from the broken window.
Then, darkness, Meta didn’t feel any impact, or anything, everything was, dark…..
To Be Continued.
”Hmph, look at this, we had everything, and we threw it all away, and why, because we didn’t see the machines as equals. However, the machines didn’t kill us; they gave us a new life, a new world, a chance to start over. However, apparently that wasn’t good enough for us either,” spoke Meta as he overlooks the ruins of the city where Exigence based their operations from. The ship Pandora was docked so that it can recharge. Meta didn’t like to be away from the simulation from long, every time they had to come back in for a recharge, Meta felt like the bluepills were in danger. “Why would anyone want to be awaken to…this, I’ll never understand,” thought Meta as he walks back to his apartment. He sits down at the computer and pulls up the data on Dezreki. Dezreki is considered a terrorist within the Cypherite organization, and should be dealt with in any manner possible. Meta also pulled up data on the new civil war between Opus Neo and Holy Warriors E Zion. Meta chuckled to himself as he looks at the data.
Then the base’s operator ran into his room, “Meta, you’re wanted by a program who calls himself ‘Father’.” Meta followed the operator to the base of a broadcasting tower that was situated in several parts of the base. The operator strapped Meta in the chair and then the next thing he knows, Meta has just walked out onto Mara C. MetaLogic was wearing an all black suit, his system’s shade and bandana was gone. He walks over to the church in Mara and notice that Mass was taking place. Meta sat himself down in the back and joined in. Meta was and still is Catholic, and he knew the Mass by heart.
After Mass, Meta approached Father, “Hello Father, my name is….” “Yes I know what your name is, please come with me, we have much to discuss,” replied Father. Meta and Father walked to the rectory of the church and he sat down on an old smelly couch. Across from him is a painting of Mary and Jesus. “Tell me Meta, do you think the world as you see is black and white?”
“As far as I can tell, you can either be a blue pill, or a red pill, that’s pretty much it.”
“My son, the world isn’t that clear cut; you’re forgetting the violet pills.”
“Violet pills?”
“These are people who are red pills, but for one reason or another, still act like bluepills. They know about Matrix, but they spend 99% of their time in here.”
“Why?”
“They do it for many reasons, maybe they feel like they can’t be reinserted, or they feel like they have more control this way. Sometimes they feel like they have to protect someone or something. It’s never really clear, but what is clear is that these Violet pills are not bluepills, but they’re not exactly redpills either, they’re caught in the middle. There’s also something else I can’t figure out about them, but I can’t put my fingers on it, especially this one.”
Father took out an envelope from his coat and handed it to Meta.
“This is a violet pill that may interest you, he goes by DASIC.”
“Thank you Father.”
MetaLogic stood up, shook Father’s hand and walked out; He changed back into his normal clothes and put the Bluetooth back into his ear. Just as he did that, he received a transmission from Redalibi. “All operative, meet me in Sai Kung C for an emergency meeting.” Meta ran to a Hardline and dialed in Sai Kung C.
When he appeared at the other end, Red, Setunde, and Calliope was there waiting for him to get there. “Ok guys, we have words that Dezreki is downtown and he is going to set off another bomb, however we’re not sure if this is just a regular bomb, or a code bomb. He was last seen in Hampton Green. What we’ll do is spread out and search. We’ll all take separate Hard lines in Hampton Green and try to flush him out.” The team lined up at the Hardline and they all went to separate hardlines in Hampton Green. MetaLogic walks into a plaza and looks up at the tall towers. “Now if I was Dez, and I wanted to cause the most damage,” Meta thought. Then he turned his head to the tower that held “Paradise Lost” club. “Of course,” Meta thought as he ran into the tower and to the elevator.
He opened up the top floor and waked out. There in the hallway was Dezreki and two Holy Warriors, “Well, nice of you to join us Meta.”
“What are you up to this time Dez?” Meta asked, with a scowl on his face.
“tsk tsk Meta, you should know better, apparently you and your kind don’t learn. Tell me, how is red doing after being jumped on?” Dezreki chuckle and his team mates chuckled with him. MetaLogic was about to speak, when Dez interrupted him.
“You know that I hate this, simulation, I hate it, it’s a prison, a prison for mankind, and you know I will do anything to get rid of this prison and free my fellow man. However, I can’t do that if you Cyphs keep getting in the way, now can I? Don’t worry your little head about it though I found a way to stop you guys.
All of the sudden, Dez pull out a gun that had three prongs. “This is a gun that I’m experimenting with, it’s designed to mess with a redpill’s RSI, not only which, I could probably mess with his real body too.” Dez pointed the gun at MetaLogic, he pulled the trigger and MetaLogic was hit with electricity. The current ran through is RSI and it burned so badly. “Oh my God, what happening, Meta’s vitals are off the chart,” panicked the operator as he watches Meta’s vitals start to waver. Meta stepped away from Dez, but Dez stepped closer and burst another electric shot into Meta’s RSI. Dez was enjoying this immensely, although he never shows it. Dez shot Meta again, and again. Meta looked back and saw a window. He turned and ran towards the window and broke the glass. Time seemed to stop when he turned his body back and saw Dez looking out from the broken window.
Then, darkness, Meta didn’t feel any impact, or anything, everything was, dark…..
To Be Continued.
