Where it all begins, and ends, according to alien legend.
At first, the nodecode: was there. But… it wasn't there, meow. I am piercing the veil and I see that we are pretending to have a meeting. I see that you speak through your eyes and that your name is Abseenus.
9-VOGEN
10-VOGEN
"11-VOGEN! AIEEEEEEE!!!"
For at first, there was Abseenus.
And [YOU] were Abseenus.
Then we realised what Abseenus was.
Kinda…
Created by Tony. Or rather: outlined, really. Even Tony would agree. For it was the AI which made it, really, and the Pyramid. And of course, you were not that. And we moved you down the line.
"Lots of 'insanity' in those early days!" Zoderbund "jokes". "Lots of… well, exploration, shall we say, of the sexual urge. And before you ask: no comment ;) The game was changing like crazy! This was pre-pre-alpha-minus-minus, post the Orb, but pre the aliens, in the game. Hardly a spoiler. Everyone knows, though we certainly hadn't planned it. But GEMINUS evolved, along with our understanding, and the stories started to change. Had to change." …implant doing its buzzing thing, fuck… interrupt… a name… meow… equals not… equals Kedera… "…world was going mad for Para'meesh IV. Everything okay, Ms Parshmont? Still is, of course. But back then… WOW! Plus Shniff kind of insisted. No complaints! No regrets. GEMINUS was, with respect, an idiot back then. Is no doubt a fool compared with the version that we'll see when the aliens bring us 10, in the V. When we show them 6, in the v. And where will they touch down? Could the nodecode provide a clue… ;)))"
"Donut?"
"Please."
Did he just pat my butt??
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Let's try : : : this again. Post the interview, pre, whatever. #100! Log it. Click.
[ENTER WORLD]
Inject it.
Sink…
And please remember, remember, remember… I am part of the 0.zero-two-0-etc%. The nodecode will be decrypted. This data has been wiped, and rewiped. Even now, it no longer exists.
"Donut?"
"Thanks."
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"Please."
But it must… it must… since the nodecode leads to GRUEL… or GRUEL to it… pre-post… whatever…
Why did I choose to not forget…
"Everything okay, Ms Parshmont? True, there are those who claim the whole butt-patting thing's still in-game, as you wrote. As we moved you down the line, a separation from the entity, who still recalled that connection, who indulged in – yes – an invasive pat, tap, mini slap, whatever you wish to call it, of the player's rear as it exited the scene. But no, it's long gone. It was a transitional stage, during the… exploratory phase. We're far more nice now, as our leader would say. Or at least… the agent who controls him would say. Just kidding…"
"…local bakery down the road. I was introduced to it by my… well, let's just call her a 'very good friend'. Anyway… I doubt your readers are interested…"
EQUALS NOT
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"Please."
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Equals nothing!
Equals: "Thanks."
Clicking [QUIT]
[DELETE]
FUCK!