NationStates Jolt Archive

((OOC: Continued from An Interlude (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=115015)))
IC:

Rai played Ozzy Osborne's cover of Ironman throughout his head as he walked across the ocean floor from the nation of Piratia after he aquired his diamond armor. He loved what few songs he could relate to, and Ironman had to be just about on the top of that list for a vengeful robot like him. Having long sense aquired waterproofing not available to standard Resian models, Rai mad nothing to worry about his means of travel, which he preferred because it was by far the most covert way of getting from place to place. But the waves around him would soon be the least of his troubles.
"GO BACK TO THE RESI CORPORATION. GO TO RESI CITY. GO TO THE EXACT CENTER OF MARKET SQUARE."
This was the voice of a program that had uploaded itself onto Rai's hard drive brain about a week back, and it was wearing on his patience. It had repeated that message ever sense he got the diamond armor, and it had only taken a maximum of ten minutes between messages.
"WHAT ARE YOU, SOME SORT OF ADWARE?" the robot replied, "THAT'S IT, I'M TAKING YOU OFF MY HARD DRIVE. GOODBYE!"
With a smug satisfaction Rai gave the order to delete the foreign code, and waited for its screams of anguish. But for some reason, those never came. What did come, however, was something entirely unexpected.
"AHHH... POOR IGNORANT ROBOTIC FOOL," the program hissed at the robot, "DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT I AM? OF COURSE YOU DON'T, YOU WOULD HAVE NO KNOWLEDGE OF ME. I AM THE DARK STORM VIRUS, THE MOST POWERFUL VIRUS ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH. NOW SUBMIT TO MY WILL AND BE GLAD YOU'RE A PART OF MY GRAND SCHEME, PUPPET!"
Rai's body twitched violently, and in a second the robot knew exactly what it was like to be deleted. The immense pain as coding rips off of your programming, watching pieces of you fall away, and then...

Silence.

The body jerked upright again, and began to walk in a new direction, muttering "GO BACK TO THE RESI CORPORATION. GO TO RESI CITY. GO TO THE EXACT CENTER OF MARKET SQUARE."

"WELL," thought the virus, "IT'S GOING ALL AS PLANNED. NOW TO CHECK ON HOW THE OTHER HALF OF THE PLAN IS DOING."

The hatch on the spaceship opened with a metallic hiss, and Sara Resi along with the rest of the crew of the ship stumbled out of the metallic hulk, now so riddled with holes from its last encounter with the Roanian Space Navy that it entirely resembled swiss cheese.
"It's amazing that the old girl held up for so long," the ship's captain Trev commented, "But I imagine now that I'm here I can get your people to repair it for free, eh?"
"You've got deep pockets, Trev," Sara responded dryly, "Pay for it yourself. I'm the one who saved all of our asses back there when those bastards were firing on us."
"You cold-hearted little...!" Trev glared sideways at Sara, "You would've been dead without me as the pilot, and this is the thanks I get?! I should've left you on that god-foresaken space base."
Sara walked around a little, and let Trev's words of anger sink in. "You're right, I'm sorry," she muttered, "I guess I'm just in a bad mood, although I really can't place my finger on why..."
"Well, it's probably that time of month..." Trev said, then glanced over his shoulder to see a very angry Sara approaching. "What? Oh no, I'm sorry! Have mercy!"
*slap*
Trev got knocked back by the force of Sara's blow, and was lying on the ground dazed, drooling, and staring up at the sky. Sara dusted off her hands, and prepared to enter the building below them for customs checking.

*crack*
Something spoke inside Sara's head. Something dark and sinister, something so full of horrible intentions that its voice ran chills down the spine of any mortal man.

"Hi, Darky," Sara said, interrupting it as the voice began.

Fortunately for her, Sara was neither mortal nor a man.
"GODDAMNIT SARA, I'M TRYING TO TALK!" the virus said, a bit miffed, "ANYWAY, WHAT I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU IS THAT MY SOURCES HAVE DETECTED SOMETHING <VERY> STRANGE."
"What's that, or dare I ask?"
"THEY'VE DETECTED PRINCE XANDER, OF ALL PEOPLE, IN MARKET SQUARE. RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE, SITTING AT THE FOUNTAIN. WE'VE GOTTA HURRY TO GET THERE IN TIME TO SEE HIM!"
"Um... why the hell do you care so much all of a sudden?"
"NOTHING WOULD MAKE YOU HAPPIER THAN TO SEE HIM AGAIN, RIGHT? WELL, OTHER THAN 'FOOLING AROUND' WITH THAT FREDERIC GUY, BUT WE'LL FORGET ABOUT THAT BECAUSE YOU CAN'T DO THAT IN PUBLIC. ANYWAY, WHEN YOU'RE HAPPY, YOU PRODUCE A CHEMICAL CALLED SERATONIN, WHICH INCREASES THE NUMBER OF BRAINWAVES YOU PRODUCE, WHICH INCREASES THE AMMOUNT OF FOOD I GET. SO I <WANT> YOU TO BE HAPPY."
"Right, sure you do. I'll only check this out because you've NEVER been wrong in the past, and if you aren't about this, then I will be as stoked as ever."
She turns to the others, blowing a kiss to Frederic.
"See you after you get through customs!"
And with that, she jumped off the building.