Chapter 3
Disclaimer:: blah blah..doesn't own..blah blah.hack//SIGN..blah blah..wishes she could
Allison:: Disclaimer, are you tired?
Disclaimer:: Hey chick, I only talk about the stuff you don't own. No talkie.
Allison:: Okay..
::~When uncertain and in doubt, run in circles, scream and shout~::
~~*~~
9:00 am~~
Allison sat in class the next day, exhausted and almost unable to keep her lids from falling. Her work she had missed from the day before in her algebra two class was spread before her on the desk. She looked down at the confusing jumble of third roots and squaring fractions. She ran her fingers along the red inked lines that spelled her name of the worksheets and copied notes. She barely understood any of it, in fact, numbers confused her. She could make html codes, and unravel encoded messages, but simple adding and multiplying she was unable to comprehend. She did her homework, stayed after school for help, and studied, but none of it helped at all.
"Allison?" came a raspy old woman's voice.
Allison looked up alertly at the old teacher who the voice came from. "Allison..I know you've had a hard time this past year, what with your father leaving and.. other things, but that's no reason to be daydreaming in class when you actually are here. Now, tell me what I just said."
Allison took a deep breath, "The radius is half the diameter which goes through the middle of a circle. A circle has no corners, therefore is not a polygon of any kind. To find the circumference, you multiply pi by a the radius squared. If you don't put squared on the results of the answer, you get no credit." She then sighed heavily and slumped in her seat.
Her teacher was taken aback, recomposed herself and went back to the front of the class to her overhead and went on with teaching. Allison had quoted her perfectly, though she had no idea what she just said. She sighed again and continued her thoughts of "The World." She had wondered since the day before about the Hotaka and Kuja character and what she should do about it. Since the day before in this class was a new skill, she really didn't have to answer any questions. So she was left with her mind's wandering in peace.
Her mind slowly drifted from these thoughts to her own past. The experiments, her parents' deaths, the move, everything seem to flow like a video with no music in her mind. She remembered each thing vividly as it passed, but she felt no feeling towards the image of her parents' coffins being lowered into the ground. Nor did she feel any pain in leaving her old friends to move where she currently lived. The experiments held some significance to her, but not much at the moment. Her teacher's voice began to trail off slowly as Allison found her back seat view of the overhead had begun to blur a little. She soon found it nearly impossible to keep her eyes from closing.
~*~
A small child of around twelve years old ran into the middle of the street chasing after a ball. Her shoulder length brounette hair bounced round her face as she ran, but then abruptly stopped. Two men in black business suits stood before her.
"Are you Allison?" a masculine voice boomed from above her.
"Y-yes.."
"We need you to come with us," was a different, softer voice, but still manly. "You can't live alone. You need to stay somewhere until you get old enough to live alone."
The small child just nodded and walked with the two men as the image faded into another.
A large laboratory type room held a large chair, with a glass covering over it. The chair looked as if it could hold an entire human body in it, fully clothed, with the casing over it. The door to the room opened as a girl of about 16 entered and smiled up to an observation window and got inside the chair closing the casing. Above the chair was a screen. The girl put a visor over her eyes as the lights in the room dimmed as the screen showed a game's opening sequence. It was the opening sequence for a game "The World."
A voice came through on the intercom," Now, Allison, remember, this is just a test run of the game. It doesn't matter if you get a game over. Just think of designing a character." On the screen, codes soon turned into a game character, a girl with long blue hair, with a leather corset, white under shirt, with denim pants, and knee high boots with frayed overlay. "Good, good," as the man watched from the window," now..try an environment.."
Within minutes, an entire green field was created, with trees here and there, and a dungeon entrance leading to dark corridors. Around the field were yellow orbs with monsters or treasures lying inside. The scientist was baffled at the complex creation. He gawked wide eyed at the imagination of the girl. "Well..That's very well done, Allison. Very well done. I think that will be all for today." He began to walk out of the room.
"Shouldn't you save the current data onto a memory card?" The scientist stopped and smiled down through the glass. "Yes..Yes you're right." He went to the desk computer and saved all that Allison had done that day. In that one hour, little did Allison know, she had created the entire mainframe for what was now played as "The World."
~*~
A sharp twang came onto Allison's desk, the twang only the sound of a ruler in the hands of an angry algebra two teacher could make. Allison shot straight up and repeated everything she could possibly know about algebra two that she could remember at the time. Thankfully, for her sake, the bell rang. She had slept through the entire hour. She gathered her books quickly and left the room before her teacher could say a scolding word to her.
While walking in the hall, deep in thought of her recurring dream, her head turned quickly hearing her name. Behind her was Dj himself calling her. He jogged to catch up to her, then walked her slower pace to keep up with her. "So, Allison..are you going to be on tonight? I'm thinking of going to a higher field level and may need your help. What do you say?"
Allison just looked up at the ceiling while she walked. "I'm not sure..I guess I need to settle that business with Hotaka the weapons maker don't I?"
"Yeah, you do. When I left, he was looking for you wondering where you went."
"I guess I will be then. I'll take care of him first, then help you, how about that?" She smiled at him softly knowing her offer would require him to help her first.
"Yeah..I guess I'll wait for you then. Talk to you tonight, Allison." Dj waved, then went on his way to his next class while he left Allison standing alone in the hallway. She had no other classes at the time, she had study hall. She decided it might be best for her health and mind at the current moment to go ahead and check herself out to go home.
Disclaimer:: blah blah..doesn't own..blah blah.hack//SIGN..blah blah..wishes she could
Allison:: Disclaimer, are you tired?
Disclaimer:: Hey chick, I only talk about the stuff you don't own. No talkie.
Allison:: Okay..
::~When uncertain and in doubt, run in circles, scream and shout~::
~~*~~
9:00 am~~
Allison sat in class the next day, exhausted and almost unable to keep her lids from falling. Her work she had missed from the day before in her algebra two class was spread before her on the desk. She looked down at the confusing jumble of third roots and squaring fractions. She ran her fingers along the red inked lines that spelled her name of the worksheets and copied notes. She barely understood any of it, in fact, numbers confused her. She could make html codes, and unravel encoded messages, but simple adding and multiplying she was unable to comprehend. She did her homework, stayed after school for help, and studied, but none of it helped at all.
"Allison?" came a raspy old woman's voice.
Allison looked up alertly at the old teacher who the voice came from. "Allison..I know you've had a hard time this past year, what with your father leaving and.. other things, but that's no reason to be daydreaming in class when you actually are here. Now, tell me what I just said."
Allison took a deep breath, "The radius is half the diameter which goes through the middle of a circle. A circle has no corners, therefore is not a polygon of any kind. To find the circumference, you multiply pi by a the radius squared. If you don't put squared on the results of the answer, you get no credit." She then sighed heavily and slumped in her seat.
Her teacher was taken aback, recomposed herself and went back to the front of the class to her overhead and went on with teaching. Allison had quoted her perfectly, though she had no idea what she just said. She sighed again and continued her thoughts of "The World." She had wondered since the day before about the Hotaka and Kuja character and what she should do about it. Since the day before in this class was a new skill, she really didn't have to answer any questions. So she was left with her mind's wandering in peace.
Her mind slowly drifted from these thoughts to her own past. The experiments, her parents' deaths, the move, everything seem to flow like a video with no music in her mind. She remembered each thing vividly as it passed, but she felt no feeling towards the image of her parents' coffins being lowered into the ground. Nor did she feel any pain in leaving her old friends to move where she currently lived. The experiments held some significance to her, but not much at the moment. Her teacher's voice began to trail off slowly as Allison found her back seat view of the overhead had begun to blur a little. She soon found it nearly impossible to keep her eyes from closing.
~*~
A small child of around twelve years old ran into the middle of the street chasing after a ball. Her shoulder length brounette hair bounced round her face as she ran, but then abruptly stopped. Two men in black business suits stood before her.
"Are you Allison?" a masculine voice boomed from above her.
"Y-yes.."
"We need you to come with us," was a different, softer voice, but still manly. "You can't live alone. You need to stay somewhere until you get old enough to live alone."
The small child just nodded and walked with the two men as the image faded into another.
A large laboratory type room held a large chair, with a glass covering over it. The chair looked as if it could hold an entire human body in it, fully clothed, with the casing over it. The door to the room opened as a girl of about 16 entered and smiled up to an observation window and got inside the chair closing the casing. Above the chair was a screen. The girl put a visor over her eyes as the lights in the room dimmed as the screen showed a game's opening sequence. It was the opening sequence for a game "The World."
A voice came through on the intercom," Now, Allison, remember, this is just a test run of the game. It doesn't matter if you get a game over. Just think of designing a character." On the screen, codes soon turned into a game character, a girl with long blue hair, with a leather corset, white under shirt, with denim pants, and knee high boots with frayed overlay. "Good, good," as the man watched from the window," now..try an environment.."
Within minutes, an entire green field was created, with trees here and there, and a dungeon entrance leading to dark corridors. Around the field were yellow orbs with monsters or treasures lying inside. The scientist was baffled at the complex creation. He gawked wide eyed at the imagination of the girl. "Well..That's very well done, Allison. Very well done. I think that will be all for today." He began to walk out of the room.
"Shouldn't you save the current data onto a memory card?" The scientist stopped and smiled down through the glass. "Yes..Yes you're right." He went to the desk computer and saved all that Allison had done that day. In that one hour, little did Allison know, she had created the entire mainframe for what was now played as "The World."
~*~
A sharp twang came onto Allison's desk, the twang only the sound of a ruler in the hands of an angry algebra two teacher could make. Allison shot straight up and repeated everything she could possibly know about algebra two that she could remember at the time. Thankfully, for her sake, the bell rang. She had slept through the entire hour. She gathered her books quickly and left the room before her teacher could say a scolding word to her.
While walking in the hall, deep in thought of her recurring dream, her head turned quickly hearing her name. Behind her was Dj himself calling her. He jogged to catch up to her, then walked her slower pace to keep up with her. "So, Allison..are you going to be on tonight? I'm thinking of going to a higher field level and may need your help. What do you say?"
Allison just looked up at the ceiling while she walked. "I'm not sure..I guess I need to settle that business with Hotaka the weapons maker don't I?"
"Yeah, you do. When I left, he was looking for you wondering where you went."
"I guess I will be then. I'll take care of him first, then help you, how about that?" She smiled at him softly knowing her offer would require him to help her first.
"Yeah..I guess I'll wait for you then. Talk to you tonight, Allison." Dj waved, then went on his way to his next class while he left Allison standing alone in the hallway. She had no other classes at the time, she had study hall. She decided it might be best for her health and mind at the current moment to go ahead and check herself out to go home.
