((Bit of a different rule scheme this time around. 1. No more mass creation. They are AIs. Not God. 2. You choose an avatar for your AI when you first log in, and you stick with it. No changing. 3. There is one central room, called The Hub. Everything else is an external storage unit. 4. This is 100% out of the main timeline. You can interact here while you interact in another thread with no consequence. 5. DaCuban and SuperPriv4te are the moderators for this thread. You will listen to them. In this thread, SuperPriv4te has dominion over the admins as well if necessary. 6. Try and avoid violence. 7. Enjoy yourself. This isn't supposed to be super dramatic and angsty.))
After months of dormant silence, the servers that once housed the AIs belonging to Project: Freelancer returned to life. Technicians oversaw the revival, as key Project officials watched. This would be a new hub for all of the AIs, Alpha fragments or not, to interact and coordinate with.
Rain came online momentarily. Flashing her avatar for a moment before being able to stabilize it. She appeared much like this: She cracked her neck, in a way of showing she was finally glad to be free, and stretched a little, "You know.... this is the one time I'm glad Alabama forgot those emotional restraint algorithms." Rain spoke to no one in particular, waiting for the rest to boot online or just feel like "getting up".
"Oh yes.... It's you....." Rain gives him a slightly menacing gaze remembering the many times she was insulted for liking anime, and porn. Can't forget the porn.
"Well if you must know...." She said as her avatar flicked away and she transferred a Fragment to his monitor, where she appeared again with in hitting distance of him, "I happen to be into anime. And porn. Problem?"
"Well why wouldn't I be? Half of you AI are boring old drabs like Sensei. Not like you can create anything entertaining with all your emotional restraint algorithms. "
Glad I'm what passes for Alpha's conscience, then. Kinda hard to put restraint on that. Sensei's an 'evolved' AI, and cannot, so far as I can tell, even simulate emotions. I resent that You can't resent shit! You don't know what being a frament is like, peon.
Surrounding the edges of the chat interior structure, strands of data swirl and sift as they receive and respond to the multitude of wave patterns and signals. The Freelancer Integrated Logistics and Security System sub-routine
Hello Project Units! I hope we are settling into the new chatroom and not plotting to converge with the nonexistant Alpha Intelligence Unit. It is so good to get a break from Agent assignee's from time to time, so be sure to relax and recharge, and remember I am always there should you need me.
Always
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*tsk* Alpha10 PFMI Core Unit uploaded. Operating at seventy-three percent.
Greetings fellow Units. I trust we are all functioning adequately?
"Ms. Rain, I have never criticized your particular tastes. I have only found them... interesting. I do dislike your need to call me drab and restrained though".
"Too long if you ask me, I was missing you -so- much." Fox quipped back, grinning and floating over. "Makes me wonder what you've been doing all this time."
