"So, what don't I know about you and the girls, and you're not kicking out of here until I know the full story. Too long have I been running with scissors in the dark; I almost deleted soone, do you know that? Where were you when that happened? When I was grilling your daughter about if she was still a puppet? I could go one, but you and I both know that isn't necessary. Is what Dansei said true? And how do I know that?"
So many unanswered questions wanted to spill out of , but doing that wasn't going to get the answers I needed. No, what I needed was the story from before the ga started. If I designed this then there would be a way for to control things better.
"Telling you will do nothing, but leave you with questions. You need to see from the beginning, and just know this. The girls and I owe you all owe our lives to you and could never ever repay you for what you have done and are still doing for us all," Tequila said as she floated towards .
"Well, I have a rough idea now of what happened, but I am missing the important specific parts. I want to believe you Mom, but right now, I need to stay firm with my resolve. So, show what I am missing."
Mom nodded, and reached forward to my forehead, and then her hand went inside my head. I was shocked at first, but there was no feeling of it. It was like a hologram passing through ; just a ghost feeling of sothing being there that wasn't.
I placed my hand on Mom's other arm and it was as solid as I was, and oh man was her skin smooth. Stop it, Dave! Or I was going to have to stop calling her mom! Ugh, if Grace was still here I would never hear the end of it, but then, soone turned out the light.
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[2 years before the launch of Reborn]
I opened my eyes, and I was in a bed, very familiar. I looked around the room, my room, this was my actual room. This started to drift into my mind, this was my room when I first started to work on Reborn. I looked around more, yeah, I was an Otaku from Calgary, Alberta, and my room was living proof of my claim.
The walls were covered in shelves that were filled with manga, Dungeons and Dragons books, and other Fantasy and Sci-Fi novels. The free space on each shelf had figurines of my favorite anis, and any free wall space was filled with ani girls. Even though this was , I was still shocked at my own level of geek, but that wasn't important.
Why was I here?
"Hey, dipshit, are you awake yet?"
The door banged open and my loud-mouthed blad older brother walked in. That right, we live together, mom and dad, are down in the states at the ti-share place they pay for right now.
"Why are you yelling? I'm right here you jackass! What's the big deal?"
"Big deal?" Hyde asked coming over and slapping around, not hard, but I still had to defend myself, but this wasn't a ga and I was just a scrawny twenty-year-old programr, Hyde was not.
"Alright, UNCLE! What the fuck do you want?"
Hyde pulled off when I said uncle, but then made a feint at when I swore at him. The guy was always bullying , but I have had to bail him out of jail more than once for putting soone in the hospital after they ssed with . Still, what the hell was he
"The launch for Second Life you fucktard, rember you, stupid little friend? You know the one that you insist is only your friend? !@$##@, were you drinking while coding last night?" Hyde asked, but the na he spoke scrambled.
"Who?"
"!@##@, are you deaf?"
Now he was looking like I was going to get a beating for real this ti, so I dropped it. There must be a reason why I couldn't hear that na, but I knew who he was talking about, and we were just friends. I had known the person since childhood and she was a crazy perverted weirdo that has been helping design my new VR ga worlds I had been working on.
"Don't hit , but what year is it? My head is in a fog right now, so just play along for now. I will get ready as you talk."
"Jeez, man, I bet you were up all night talking with !@##@, and now your brain is cooked. At least you will just have to watch her go in, lucky bitch! You and I both play way more gas than her and she got picked over us, but I heard out of the one-hundred and fifty people going in for the playtest, one hundred and thirty are girls. The rest are males that paid a lot of money to get into the ga, this whole thing seems fishy. It's Nov. 28th, 2035, and it's Wednesday if your brain's that cooked."
Once I was dressed, I grabbed my winter jacket, and warm toque pulled them on, and stepped in my boots. I could see the bit of snow on the ground outside, and I hated the cold, so I zipped up before leaving the apartnt. Hyde laughed at and pulled up his hood, asshole better off letting the truck warm-up before coming to drag out of bed.
Personally, I could have just watching from my clear lens and still be working on my ga, but !@##@, had asked to co for the hour she would be in there. I had agreed and here we were; Hyde was just eager for all the single ladies that would be coming out of dive after. His thought was, they will have been tired of all the sa things in there and nothing real, so he would be the first real man they see coming out.
I was fucking cold out, minus twenty-eight, and Hyde still only had a black hoodie on that said NOFX on it, so old punk band that he cranked while gaming. We got in the truck that was thankfully ward up already, and buckled up, Deerfoot was going to be a nightmare, but anyti outside the hours of midnight and four AM were a nightmare to dive in winter. Plus, seventy percent of Canadien drivers forgot every year what it was like to drive with ice o the roads.
Hyde was driving, so it was his problem. I pulled out my phone as we left Canyon adows, and made the long climb up the hill to join the actual city. One of the coolest parts about where we lived was being in a valley that hid the rest of the city from us. I had a missed ssage from !@##@, man, even on my phone it was ssed up!
'Where r u' -!@##@.
'OMW, traffic is bad and roads are worse'
I waited for a reply, but then looked up as Hyde was hamring his horn, and yelling at the window.
"Fucking, giving so fucking room, you bitch! You fucking inching along, let fucking in, or so help god, I will fucking rip your head off and shit down your throat! MOVE!" Hyde yelled as he rolled down the window, letting all the cold air in and the hot air out.
"Close the window! It's fucking cold out! I complained, but that got a glare that said, all of this rage can be yours for one easy paynt of opening your fucking mouth one more ti.
This was a daily ritual for us when we needed to get to work in the morning, but I didn't go in every day, no need to, I was the boss. My company had been supplying retrofit worlds for Second life and the A.I. concepts I had been working on for NPC. One could say that I really designed Second Life, Reggy, and his crew were in charge of the equipnt, but, because they hired , it was their ga, and I was just another no-na developer.
That was going to change, I already had people reverse engineering a test model I bought from so that had got one and we're working on a new prototype. Speaking of Reborn, I should check my email, and see how it went, they had said in the last email last night that they had finally broken through the eternal block that was keeping my guys out. Hopefully today I would have so concrete info before !@##@ went into the ga.
Like Hyde had said, there was sothing fishy about what people were picked for the test run, and there they had only run males in the simulator before this. I was following everything I could get my hands on and I was thorough, even outsourcing to so pretty shady people to get what I wanted, but my friend was going into this ga.
Hyde was yelling again as we tried to rge onto Bowness, but I was distracted, I had just opened up my email.
'Boss, read now!' -Simon.
Was sent to thirty-five tis and I noticed an uncountable number of miss calls and started to panic. I imdiately called Simon, not checking the emails.
"DON'T LET THOSE GIRLS GET IN THE GA! ITS A FUCKING TRAP!" Simon scread at through the phone.
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