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ENTRY ___114

The thing that once was me, "Amber of Snippy" was being stretched out in all directions. A tiny dot, spliced into strings, trading a sense of self for the constantly expanding perception.
A little piece of flesh and bone, somewhere in the river, being quickly dragged away by the current. I tried to hang onto it as long as I could.

I was the Biomatrix and we were all over the burning forest.
The poor small multicellular organics that suffocated in the smoke lit up all over the forest, immediately turning to the Biomatrix control.
A lot of them were also vanishing, consumed by the flames as there was nowhere for them to flee.
Eventually, when the forest fire would end, Life walkers would come marching in and perhaps a great bickering for these souls would follow.
How bothersome.

The balance of the forest was upset by a weapon that was long forgotten by this land.
This weapon was something we really didn't like, for once long ago it had weakened us so much that we were forced to become a scarf.
So inconvenient.

Initiating the search for surviving/conscious/functioning Avatars.
Avatars located. Initiating connection...

We were the Chalice knights. We were camping on the shore when we died.
We were going to catch the Mod by a surprise attack, for the Admin Revolution had to be stopped by any means necessary to maintain Order.
We were killed before the Mod even came near us. From the other shore of the river, the wind carried to us the Mod's last words "Cute Protocol One One Tree", and then the sky was cut in half by a flash so bright that it left us nearly blind. Then, a wall of thick smoke and a rolling firestorm descended from the hilltop onto us, consuming much of our flesh.
It was slightly annoying to lose the top layers of muscle and skin, but we were pleased that the Biomass accepted us and granted us life anew.
We didn't even have to tell the Biomatrix how important the Infinite Sangrail is, no... the Biomatrix already knew much of her magnificent and holy powers.
Who knew that even Death bowed to the Chalice?

We saw the Mod. This was all his fault.
Why did you come here, you little pesky controller?
Why did you re-awaken the forces of the old and forgotten world?
Do you not know what would happen if SHE awoke? The one whose name must not be spoken, the real owner of all the things and your "magical" skills.

"Hey you!", I pointed at the Mod.

The Mod turned to us, hissing with contempt: "Move aside, Dead ones"

"Unlicensed demolition!" I waved at the burning castle with the Dead Chalicite's hand.
What the hell was this Mod thinking? Such ignorance!
You do not challenge Death, for even this pesky fool is mortal and would come to join us in the end.

I spoke through the other 3 Chalice Knights now:
"Dismantling housing units without a permit, eh?"
"No respect for the dead! Such terrible manners! Don't I even get a: Hello, how are you, anymore?"
"You shall not pass!"
""I am pressing charges! This is entirely your doing!", I concluded.
My anger echoed in the other avatars, they wanted to take the Mod's flesh for their own.

The Mod raised his hand and spoke the Word:

A yellow horseless carriage suddenly appeared high in the air.
Its abrupt appearance had upset the currents of the wind and so the air around it boomed outwards, warping the clouds.
We knew of Mods who could summon such carrier vehicles of the long extinct civilization, but it wasn't the same at all.
Firstly, the carraige aka the "School Bus"... was really high up. The range of the Word was incredible.
Secondly, it was alive - fuel burned inside it, its insides roared.
The surface of the carriage sparked with blue, white and red lights that flickered, bloomed and chased away the darkness.
Lightning jumped from it to the clouds.

The School Bus didn't have much time to comprehend its fate, for soon it became gravity's victim.
It plummeted downwards.
When it hit the ground it exploded with incredible force, the metal frame shattering and the fuel escaping.
The large fireball thundered the earth and licked up whatever was left of the dead Knights.
Damned magic school bus.


We are experiencing technical difficulties in this sector.
Connection to 4 avatars has been lost.
Please hold, while we transfer your subconsciousness.

beeep ... beeeep ... beeep


Art Director:

Vitaly S Alexius


Christine Z

25th November 2012

Tagged in Mod Biomatrix 113 Cancer
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18 M
6 years ago #9428488        



Dang, dat schoolbus, r/ girlfriend .... Guess i don't have adminstrator's authorization :'(


22 M
1 year ago #9833157        



/r roadroller


23 F
5 years ago #9548560        



"Who knew that even Death bowed to the Chalice?"
"Why did you come here, you little pesky controller?"

The knights of the chalice doth remind me of Pilot :D

"Secondly, it was alive [...] The School Bus didn't have much time to comprehend its fate"

This mysterious mod can summon ANNET AI tech?

6 years ago #9479721        



Did anyone else notice how the headlights are in the shape of the Good Directorate logo?

7 years ago #9310242        



So... I'm dropping my head cannon here.

Engie created this future after learning the power of the R/ protocol, or "the word". He learns it after shutting down Annet, but needs to be visited by Echo to first reunite his body and his mind. Pilot then needs to be repaired after being killed, and Kittyhawk will help him get his old corrupted memories back. This way he will tell Engie that Annet actually creates whatever he asks her.

Lifealope is now the life walkers that seed the world.

Biomatrix seems to have incorporated Annet's backup of human minds and repopulated the world. Engie educated a group of these new beings in to becoming admins and mods, shaping the world with the R/ "word". However, since times change and things like cars and computers get forgotten and no longer make sense in the new medieval era, they fail to have a proper understanding of the network that is now humanity's new home... what happened? why did even the admins forget about their reality?

I don't know what is Snippy's role, appart from its symbiosis with the Biomass. Maybe he learns to use its power to protect the group and take down the remaining overlords, like this Glakr Bell guy, the G-Director overlord from sector 9: Paris.

Captain... well, it set this whole thing in motion. I still feel like its the purple eyed unconnectable rebel, turned into a singularity after Engie asked Annet to look for a lucky person who could trascend time and whatsoever.

And the botomless chalice, The Mug... who knows. It has being called dimensional anchor if I recall correctly. Maybe it needs to exist to keep the world from dissolving after all the temporal and spacial mess unleashed by Annet's users, like the guy who first asked for a temporal watch...

5 years ago #9502015        



Wait, so an avatar has to be present in order for Snippy's subconscious to exist in that timeline/future moment? How does that work? Is the Biomatrix like Snippy's chaperone? Does this mean that Snippy's subconscious doesn't exist without its chaperone, even for the conscious version of Snippy at that moment in time?

6 years ago #9437140        



on the plate on the schoolbus, it says "Annie"


15 M
6 years ago #9432905        



Happy Birthday have a school bus or whatever. . .

6 years ago #9431286        



Also, 3rd skeleton, far right. Red Heart on black clothing. My gawd.

6 years ago #9431285        



Oh god, I want that Life Hack!

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