PHONE CALL TO THE MATRIX
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SOME TIME AROUND 2199
1:39 PM
In crowded square. Is about two weeks after I died. Am making phone call to the Matrix.
Announcing my arrival as the One.
It's been a hectic time in the last two weeks. All four of us were working flat out to repair the Neb. Learnt how to spell it now. N-e-b-u-c-h-a-d-n-e- z-z-a-r.
Finally found out what the Oracle said to Trinity, too. The Oracle said that the man she fell in love with would be the One.
We've had a whole load of squiddy attacks. I think they're trying to kill me in the real world. Thank god for electro-magnetic pulse. It's been on and off all the time. We can't go in the Matrix in case they suddenly show up.
The four that died have been put in the hold, where they won't rot. Dozer's parents and his sister will want his body back. Apparently Switch and Apoc wanted to be buried together. They had even bought a small patch of rock especially for it. Mouse's body will be put into the shoot in Zion, according to Trinity. He had never said how he wanted to be sent off. The shoot went right into the core of the earth. Instant cremation.
The Slimy Rat we just threw out of the Neb, to rot on the dark, barren ground.
The other three have been rather shell shocked by the death, especially Tank and Trinity. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night to find her sobbing, facing away from me, trying to hide it. Tank has been wandering around almost in a daze, hardly believing that his brother is dead.
I can't help thinking that maybe I'd caused all this. It was my trip to the Oracle that gave Cypher the opportunity.
Still, probably now I can save many lives. With these abilities I have now. Morpheus says that now I'll be able to fly. I'll try it after.
1:40 PM
Finished the phone call. Walking out of the phone box, looking at all these people. Soon, they can all be free. Soon.
Well, I'll test out this flying theory. Oh, after putting on... a pair of sunglasses.
Trademark of the resistance.
_____________________________
Aaaaaaaaand it's done!
C O M I N G S O O N
The sequel to Agents, Plugs and White Drippy goo: It's OK, I'm wearing Really Dark sunglasses.
Coming when I get Reloaded on vid!
______________________________
SOME TIME AROUND 2199
1:39 PM
In crowded square. Is about two weeks after I died. Am making phone call to the Matrix.
Announcing my arrival as the One.
It's been a hectic time in the last two weeks. All four of us were working flat out to repair the Neb. Learnt how to spell it now. N-e-b-u-c-h-a-d-n-e- z-z-a-r.
Finally found out what the Oracle said to Trinity, too. The Oracle said that the man she fell in love with would be the One.
We've had a whole load of squiddy attacks. I think they're trying to kill me in the real world. Thank god for electro-magnetic pulse. It's been on and off all the time. We can't go in the Matrix in case they suddenly show up.
The four that died have been put in the hold, where they won't rot. Dozer's parents and his sister will want his body back. Apparently Switch and Apoc wanted to be buried together. They had even bought a small patch of rock especially for it. Mouse's body will be put into the shoot in Zion, according to Trinity. He had never said how he wanted to be sent off. The shoot went right into the core of the earth. Instant cremation.
The Slimy Rat we just threw out of the Neb, to rot on the dark, barren ground.
The other three have been rather shell shocked by the death, especially Tank and Trinity. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night to find her sobbing, facing away from me, trying to hide it. Tank has been wandering around almost in a daze, hardly believing that his brother is dead.
I can't help thinking that maybe I'd caused all this. It was my trip to the Oracle that gave Cypher the opportunity.
Still, probably now I can save many lives. With these abilities I have now. Morpheus says that now I'll be able to fly. I'll try it after.
1:40 PM
Finished the phone call. Walking out of the phone box, looking at all these people. Soon, they can all be free. Soon.
Well, I'll test out this flying theory. Oh, after putting on... a pair of sunglasses.
Trademark of the resistance.
_____________________________
Aaaaaaaaand it's done!
C O M I N G S O O N
The sequel to Agents, Plugs and White Drippy goo: It's OK, I'm wearing Really Dark sunglasses.
Coming when I get Reloaded on vid!
