Sporadically speaking

845 words. G. Data flushing and reorientation.

In the same continuity as Copy, Silence, System, Deus, Experiment and Utopia.

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Also, does anybody out there at all want Trinity Blood US standard edition DVD 4? At all? I have a spare one and its presence is beginning to irk me to the point where I may actually set fire to it just because I can the next time I remember its existence.

883 words. G. Vaguely humorous.
The biotechnological breakthrough was meant to provide a whole new range of functionality for the Central System...

In the same continuity as Copy, Silence, System and Deus.

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And a random Black Mages track.

In the middle of the night a machine has a think about being a system made up of many components.
989 words. G.

Following on from Copy and Silence.

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I was going to try to say something profound about it being my actual, actual birthday in just under 12 hours but right now at the top of my agenda is attempting to stop trying to eat the burnt out halogen light bulb on my desk, and stopping myself making jokes about my nanomachine armies.
Anyway, in honour of my own birthday I bequeath to the world a Wednesday. Marvel in awe and wonder. I’m giving you a whole Wednesday to put in between your Tuesday and Thursday this week. Goodness.

And now I shall go to bed.

Edit: Birthday gift-icon by nekonexus and it’s mine, all mine!

Copy
What happens if a copy isn’t a copy at all?

Original stuff again. An equivalent present day for the most part. A good deal of talk about the of processing data.
Err... character death, kinda...



Fuck. Why do I have so many dishes to wash?