Dot walked along the abandoned beach. The sand was a deep black and the waters were calm and Caribbean blue. The small waves lapped the shore and reached her feet every once and awhile. She had been here for what seemed to be days. Her pet lagged behind her, stopping every once and awhile to investigate some movement in the palm trees and then running to catch up.
Listening to...
She noticed a man walking toward her in the distance. She knew immediately that it was her roommate. She had been ignoring him. He wore a charcoal grey pin-stripe suit and pin-on tie and sunglasses that were thin and stylized just like him. It was hardly attire for the beach, though he was barefoot. She was deeply annoyed with him being there and he knew it. It seemed that he had gone to the extreme of actually coming to get her himself, even though he knew the dangers.
A giant squid's arm arose from the deep waters, it was longer than a freighter dock. It latched on to his leg. He didn't seem to be frightened, but he could not fight it either. The arm twisted his body into the air, and with a mighty flick, it threw him miles into the ocean. He should have known not to come. Dot sat down on the beach to let her pet catch up to her. She hadn't thought to name it yet, much less could she even say what type of pet it was, it was simply cute and neon blue; just how she wanted it. She picked it up, curled up with it in her arms, and disappeared. It was all she could do to try to block her pesky roommate from accessing her world, but he had figured a way around her security, so she made sure to hide her location deeper in her subconscious this time. She had already found the security hole and patched it up. She performed an integrity check this time and ran it across the entire world to make sure that there would be no other interruption.
She appeared, floating above a nearby city as a glowing red sphere. She had constructed this particular city when she was a child. The city's inhabitants now seemed silly and crude. They were all walking about and going about their absurd daily lives, unaware of the bright sphere half a mile above their heads. The city had grown awkwardly since the last time she was there. There were a couple of bridges that led to nowhere, and some scattered, horribly connected buildings the inhabitants seem to have built themselves. She thought to herself: what idiots. Her pet appeared again, but this time he was as large as a skyscraper. He started to eat the city's inhabitants and roll along the ground in ecstasy, crushing all of the buildings in it's path. She could hear their absurd little screams and this made her laugh.
She had made plenty of new cities and wonderful places since this one, and she had been meaning to delete it for years. She let the carnage play out for awhile. She decided to leave the city with a handful of grieving inhabitants, just to extend their suffering and loss a little longer. It somehow made her feel better about her own loss. She went into her Outernet inbox again and opened the message from her now ex-boyfriend. It played out with sad and egoist undertones and showed a golden eagle breaking away from a red phoenix and flying it's own direction. The loss suddenly set in again. The red sphere exploded like a 750 megaton nuclear blast and decimated what was left of the city. The mushroom cloud could be seen for hundreds of miles in every direction like a black blemish above the radioactive atmosphere.
She opened her eyes and she was sitting in her dark room in a 72nd story New Holland apartment. Her door was locked and there were at least 20 urgent messages from her roommate in her inbox. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she sniffled silently as she read them.
She realized she didn't want to take her anger out on her creations or on herself; she wanted to take it out on that bastard who just dumped her. She walked over to her door and opened it. Mike was sitting, unharmed in the lounge eating breakfast. She thought to him in the form of a request. The request played out as him breaking in to her ex-boyfriend's world while he was there and reaping havoc. He was the best hacker she knew.
Mike shook his head as he crunched on his cereal bar. She knew that he wouldn't approve but she figured a 16% chance was better than nothing. A thought from Mike arrived seconds later, saying he'd think about it and conveying general feelings of an aversion to revenge. She could just imagine the look on that idiot's face when Mike came storming through his world swinging Thor's hammer. This could turn out to be a fulfilling day.
Listening to...
She noticed a man walking toward her in the distance. She knew immediately that it was her roommate. She had been ignoring him. He wore a charcoal grey pin-stripe suit and pin-on tie and sunglasses that were thin and stylized just like him. It was hardly attire for the beach, though he was barefoot. She was deeply annoyed with him being there and he knew it. It seemed that he had gone to the extreme of actually coming to get her himself, even though he knew the dangers.
A giant squid's arm arose from the deep waters, it was longer than a freighter dock. It latched on to his leg. He didn't seem to be frightened, but he could not fight it either. The arm twisted his body into the air, and with a mighty flick, it threw him miles into the ocean. He should have known not to come. Dot sat down on the beach to let her pet catch up to her. She hadn't thought to name it yet, much less could she even say what type of pet it was, it was simply cute and neon blue; just how she wanted it. She picked it up, curled up with it in her arms, and disappeared. It was all she could do to try to block her pesky roommate from accessing her world, but he had figured a way around her security, so she made sure to hide her location deeper in her subconscious this time. She had already found the security hole and patched it up. She performed an integrity check this time and ran it across the entire world to make sure that there would be no other interruption.
She appeared, floating above a nearby city as a glowing red sphere. She had constructed this particular city when she was a child. The city's inhabitants now seemed silly and crude. They were all walking about and going about their absurd daily lives, unaware of the bright sphere half a mile above their heads. The city had grown awkwardly since the last time she was there. There were a couple of bridges that led to nowhere, and some scattered, horribly connected buildings the inhabitants seem to have built themselves. She thought to herself: what idiots. Her pet appeared again, but this time he was as large as a skyscraper. He started to eat the city's inhabitants and roll along the ground in ecstasy, crushing all of the buildings in it's path. She could hear their absurd little screams and this made her laugh.
She had made plenty of new cities and wonderful places since this one, and she had been meaning to delete it for years. She let the carnage play out for awhile. She decided to leave the city with a handful of grieving inhabitants, just to extend their suffering and loss a little longer. It somehow made her feel better about her own loss. She went into her Outernet inbox again and opened the message from her now ex-boyfriend. It played out with sad and egoist undertones and showed a golden eagle breaking away from a red phoenix and flying it's own direction. The loss suddenly set in again. The red sphere exploded like a 750 megaton nuclear blast and decimated what was left of the city. The mushroom cloud could be seen for hundreds of miles in every direction like a black blemish above the radioactive atmosphere.
She opened her eyes and she was sitting in her dark room in a 72nd story New Holland apartment. Her door was locked and there were at least 20 urgent messages from her roommate in her inbox. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she sniffled silently as she read them.
She realized she didn't want to take her anger out on her creations or on herself; she wanted to take it out on that bastard who just dumped her. She walked over to her door and opened it. Mike was sitting, unharmed in the lounge eating breakfast. She thought to him in the form of a request. The request played out as him breaking in to her ex-boyfriend's world while he was there and reaping havoc. He was the best hacker she knew.
Mike shook his head as he crunched on his cereal bar. She knew that he wouldn't approve but she figured a 16% chance was better than nothing. A thought from Mike arrived seconds later, saying he'd think about it and conveying general feelings of an aversion to revenge. She could just imagine the look on that idiot's face when Mike came storming through his world swinging Thor's hammer. This could turn out to be a fulfilling day.
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