Disclaimer: I own nothing. I am broke. SO STOP MAKING ME PUT THIS HERE!
Chapter 5.
Entry 15
Whoohoo!! I'm kicking BUTT!! Punchkickflipkilljumpkickrun punchstobswordwithhand- killkillkill!! Heh. That'll teach them to mess with NEO!! AHAHAHAHA!! My hand is bleeding. Anywho. Must run after Trinity, Keymaker (does he even have a NAME??), and Mr. Yoda aka Pimple-popper aka Morpheus.
LATER
Well, I'm having a great time arriving in the nick of time to witness Morepheus get his ass kicked by some ugly-ass agent dude. Heh. Man. I guess I HAVE to save him.
Entry 16
TO DO LIST
listen to keymaker dude talk about buildings and stuff, tell Trin to stay out of Matrix, listen to Morpheus's speech about wars and stuff worth dying for, get to the source, kick butt in general.
Entry 17
Ok, The Keymaker was all 'On this level, there are many doors that lead to many different places'. I mean HELLOOO! It's not like the doors lead to other things than places! Anyways.
Entry 18
I'm getting all plugged in. had usual discussion with Link over hair and coat. He keeps saying there's no way I can inspire terror in the hearts of Agents wearing a dress. IT'S NOT A DRESS!! It is a LONG TRENCHCOAT, ok??? Get it??? 'Cause I don't think you DO!!!! Ahem. My fit is over. Keymaker makes all his keys by hand. There are MACHINES for that!! Oops. We're fighting against machines.
Entry 19
I'm just an anomaly, looking out a window. At least I have sunglasses. That are COOL. And a trenchcoat. THAT IS NOT A DRESS. In building. Running around. Lots of doors. The architect must have had a twisted mind. It's very confusing. DAMN! IT'S SMITH!! Doesn't he ever DIE?? Asking me why I seem surprised to see him. HE KEEPS COMING BACK! Well, gotta fight!
A/N Know this is probably the shortest chapter EVER, but the parental unit is yelling at me to 'get my butt of that chair and turn off the computer'. And Olivia (or Virginia Wolf, or whatever suicidal writer is lodged in your brain right now) NEVER, will I do a Neo/Smith slash fic, ok???? NEVER. . In fact I will probably never do a slash fic of any kind. So stop bugging me with that!!! Or I might have to stop coming to school. Which I won't mind much, but. You SICK little girl!! Well, you ARE older than me. Oh, and it's eNculé, not eculé. :p.
Chapter 5.
Entry 15
Whoohoo!! I'm kicking BUTT!! Punchkickflipkilljumpkickrun punchstobswordwithhand- killkillkill!! Heh. That'll teach them to mess with NEO!! AHAHAHAHA!! My hand is bleeding. Anywho. Must run after Trinity, Keymaker (does he even have a NAME??), and Mr. Yoda aka Pimple-popper aka Morpheus.
LATER
Well, I'm having a great time arriving in the nick of time to witness Morepheus get his ass kicked by some ugly-ass agent dude. Heh. Man. I guess I HAVE to save him.
Entry 16
TO DO LIST
listen to keymaker dude talk about buildings and stuff, tell Trin to stay out of Matrix, listen to Morpheus's speech about wars and stuff worth dying for, get to the source, kick butt in general.
Entry 17
Ok, The Keymaker was all 'On this level, there are many doors that lead to many different places'. I mean HELLOOO! It's not like the doors lead to other things than places! Anyways.
Entry 18
I'm getting all plugged in. had usual discussion with Link over hair and coat. He keeps saying there's no way I can inspire terror in the hearts of Agents wearing a dress. IT'S NOT A DRESS!! It is a LONG TRENCHCOAT, ok??? Get it??? 'Cause I don't think you DO!!!! Ahem. My fit is over. Keymaker makes all his keys by hand. There are MACHINES for that!! Oops. We're fighting against machines.
Entry 19
I'm just an anomaly, looking out a window. At least I have sunglasses. That are COOL. And a trenchcoat. THAT IS NOT A DRESS. In building. Running around. Lots of doors. The architect must have had a twisted mind. It's very confusing. DAMN! IT'S SMITH!! Doesn't he ever DIE?? Asking me why I seem surprised to see him. HE KEEPS COMING BACK! Well, gotta fight!
A/N Know this is probably the shortest chapter EVER, but the parental unit is yelling at me to 'get my butt of that chair and turn off the computer'. And Olivia (or Virginia Wolf, or whatever suicidal writer is lodged in your brain right now) NEVER, will I do a Neo/Smith slash fic, ok???? NEVER. . In fact I will probably never do a slash fic of any kind. So stop bugging me with that!!! Or I might have to stop coming to school. Which I won't mind much, but. You SICK little girl!! Well, you ARE older than me. Oh, and it's eNculé, not eculé. :p.