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Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#126: Jan 7th 2011 at 5:33:06 AM

"I am having reason to suspect that inadvertant tampering of experiment two-two-three may be responsible for malfunction." growled the alien. "Where is leittle chaos-causing experiment?"

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#127: Jan 7th 2011 at 5:39:07 AM

"I'll go looking for him Master." He got out of the room as quickly as possible. "223. Where are you? Where are you Glitch?." He was often frustrated by Jumba's use of numbers when Lilo had come up with perfectly good names. Well mostly good.

edited 7th Jan '11 5:51:24 AM by RhymeBeat

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Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#128: Jan 7th 2011 at 5:58:02 AM

The small, squat green creature could, of course, be anywhere in the high-tech city- with so many computers interlinked to one another, the little creature could travel from one end to the city without ever having to walk. If Stitch looked closely at the computers, he would see occasional flashes of green as the technopathic experiment raced up and down the networks, almost as if he was looking for something...

maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#129: Jan 7th 2011 at 6:55:43 AM

Inside the network security system, an early warning system noticed Glitch zipping through everywhere. "Uh, sir, I've detected something odd in the network", he notified his commanding officer. "I can't pin it down as a program or a User; it's a unique signature I've never seen before." His commander looked over the program's screen. "We'll send a squad to find out what it is. Keep monitoring it's position, program."

Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#130: Jan 7th 2011 at 7:43:37 AM

Inside that section of the system, every glowing line on every building and program began to light up green as Experiment 223, better known as Glitch, began to use the computer network for his own ends...

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In realspace, Jumba was furiously typing on his computer, trying to locate the wayward experiment. "Experiment 223, please to be locating yourself now..." he muttered.

MichaelJJ Since: Jan, 2001
#131: Jan 7th 2011 at 9:32:20 AM

On the Other Side, Chernabog listened as his informants told him of the going ons in the search for the Creator's Pen.

"This could be a problem," the king of demons mused. "Representatives of the High Council are already involved. There are too many good hearts moving in on the battlefield. Perhaps I need to even things out a bit."

"Perhaps you do," a voice rang out. At that point Chernabog noticed that Thailog had entered his chambers.

"I take it you're here to volunteer for the mission involving the Pen. You're late."

"My apologizes," the clone said with mock politeness, "but I was wrapping up some personal matters. I can turn the tide of this battle, but in exchange I'm hoping for some..."

"Get me the Pen and you can have whatever your non-existant heart desires," he said. "And I'd be quite delighted if you were to destroy anyone who might oppose you. And that bumbler Brer Fox, if he turns into a liability."

"Of course," Thailog said. With that, he left.

edited 7th Jan '11 9:40:00 AM by MichaelJJ

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#132: Jan 7th 2011 at 9:49:16 AM

The lines of the buildings and programs faded back to their normal programs as Glitch continued to speed along the information superhighway, singlemindedly looking for something.

PerfectBalance Since: Oct, 2010
#133: Jan 7th 2011 at 10:10:13 AM

Sparky looked ready to continue the fight and pounced at her before the Aracuan scooped him up in midair and danced with him as he struggled, unable to escape the Bird's grip. Once he escaped, though, he began to fly into all the electronic devices he could find, overloading them to the point of self-destruction.

"What? Jumba's here as well?" Mickey said surprised, "Well, Hot Dog! Now we've got two scientists on the job!"

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#134: Jan 7th 2011 at 10:18:39 AM

"Yes, little Earth rodent." said Jumba distractedly as he continued to type. "But I am not just scientist, I am evil genius!" He cackled slightly as he tried to find Glitch among the complex computer networks of Tomorrow City.

edited 7th Jan '11 10:19:16 AM by Locoman

maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#135: Jan 7th 2011 at 11:03:54 AM

Dr. Channing noted, "The city's security system is cracking down on that runaway Experiment, we should have him caught in no time."

What Mickey, Jumba, and even Dr. Channing were unaware of was that while network secuirty was occupied with Glitch, Sark's carrier sailed closer and closer to the ORAC Network's firewalls.

Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#136: Jan 7th 2011 at 11:11:45 AM

Sensing an incoming program, Glitch suddenly turned around and changed direction, hoping to throw off his pursuers. Of course, those viewing him in the real world would percieve a small, greenish humanoid that crackled with electricity, but in the virtual world, the programs would see him as something much, much, more terrifying- a huge, electrically charged greenish blob that could travel across cyberspace at the speed of thought, seeping through the 'streets' and 'buildings' that made up the network. He cackled mirthfully as he sped along. He just hoped he wasn't too late...

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#137: Jan 7th 2011 at 11:16:34 AM

The Little Green Men continued their furious search for the missing program as Commander Nebula strode onto the command deck. "Talk to me, people! What's going on?"

A human Ranger looked up from his station. "Sir, at 0700 hours this morning, there was an unauthorized intrusion into the Star Command computer system."

Nebula walked over to look over the Ensign's shoulder. "Network or mainframe?"

"Mainframe, sir. They stole a copy of the Fo FID program in charge of ORAC network access.”

“That doesn’t make sense…” The Commander muttered as he straightened his back and began reviewing other stations working on the same problem. “Why would steal a program? The security keys and protocols were on the same network, why not take those?”

“It’s simple, really,” said a wizened voice from the hallway. A man in a black cape entered through the doorway and came to stand next to the grizzled Star Command veteran. “With the program in hand, they don’t just have the keys and protocols, but they also know every backdoor, every exception, and every unintentional hole in ORAC’s security screen. With a complete copy of that program, an intrusion into the network is no longer a matter of ‘if’, but ‘when.’”

“Flynn, you wrote that program yourself,” Nebula said. “There are no holes.”

The ancient programmer chuckled. “I’d like to think so, but there is no such thing as a perfect program.”

“Do we even know what happened to it?” Nebula asked the room. A chorus of negatives rippled through the rows of stations. “Do we know WHO took it?” More ‘no’s. “Do we know ANYTHING?!”

“Sir!” The Commander looked at the Joadian Lieutenant who had made the exclamation. “All memory banks in systems monitoring the incident were written over with zeros. All capacitors and auxiliary power systems nonresponsive.”

“The energy was sucked right out of it…” Flynn deduced.

“NOS 4-A2,” Commander Nebula said grimly. “So now Zurg has-”

“No,” Flynn interrupted. “Not Zurg. He wouldn’t know what to do with that program even if he did have it. It’s not his style, anyway. My gut tells me that the MCP is on the move again.”

“How long until they finish analyzing the program?”

“They’ve had it for a good six hours,” Flynn replied. “If they haven’t finished with it already, they will by the time we mount a rescue.”

“How long would it take you to make a patch to block what they got?”

“Longer than we have. I can get started on one, but right now the best we can do is beef up ORAC’s internal security and ride out the storm.”

Commander Nebula nodded. “Right. Get on it, people!”

Flynn turned around and patted Nebula on the shoulder. “Let’s roll.”

The Commander turned to look at him. “You’re going inside ORAC to fight this thing?”

Flynn shrugged. “Why not? Want to come?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Such a pretty town... what do we blow up first?
maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#138: Jan 7th 2011 at 11:38:04 AM

Meanwhile, back in the future, Figment had stepped out to get a little more sense of the scale of his new task. Suddenly, he notice an odd sight in the distance. A large cloud of dust hovered over the ground, and every other second or so, a large hunk of junk would go flying out. His own natural curiosity got the better of him, and Figment flew off to investigate.

Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
RhymeBeat True colors from Eastern Standard Since: Aug, 2009 Relationship Status: In Lesbians with you
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#139: Jan 7th 2011 at 12:49:23 PM

"Hello there Figment." said the Blue Fairy. She flew up to him. "That cloud does look rather nasty." she said concerned.

edited 7th Jan '11 12:49:35 PM by RhymeBeat

The Crystal Caverns A bird's gotta sing.
maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#140: Jan 7th 2011 at 12:58:55 PM

Figment looked at the Blue Fairy. "Yeah, and if that's who I think it is inside it, we could be in real danger."

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RhymeBeat True colors from Eastern Standard Since: Aug, 2009 Relationship Status: In Lesbians with you
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#141: Jan 7th 2011 at 1:03:06 PM

"I'll get our keyblade Bearer. She probably knows Aero. He's capaible of learning it so..."

She scanned the horizon. The Black robe didn't stand out enough for the Blue Fairy to spot the girl.

The Crystal Caverns A bird's gotta sing.
fenrisulfur Bad Mutha-Shut yo Mouth Since: Nov, 2010
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#142: Jan 7th 2011 at 3:09:06 PM

"Alright, it looks like we've got it, Max." Flynn Rider said, pausing on a hill in the woods to examine what he just "found". "I have no idea what it is, but it's shiny, it's pretty, so somebody will buy it." He stared into the object they had recently "liberated" from an unsuspecting thief's bag.It was a solid metal sphere, the color of quicksilver and as reflective as a mirror. Maximus, his horse, gave him a glare. Recognizing this, Flynn answered "Hey, it was stolen in the first place. All we did was reclaim it. So what if we can't find the original owner."

The horse was not impressed

"Okay, if you really are going to be that way," Flynn said. "I'll give it back," Maximus relaxed, "if the reward is high eno-" A swift horse hoof to the rear sent Flynn forward a few feet and onto his face. "Max, kicking people never solved anything, or at least kicking me."

Another kick to the rear.

"Hey, if you want me to return it so bad, we can look for the owner tomorrow. I mean, let's face it, there don't seem to be many things that look like" He realized that he was no longer holding the metal ball. On one of those kicks, he must have dropped it. Flynn wheeled around to see the small object rolling down the hill and moving quickly out of sight.

He dashed after the object, noticing that this hill seemed to have become a whole lot steeper than he prieviously noted. Up ahead there seemed to be a spring that the ball was rolling towards. Flynn made a dive for the ball, and ended up going headfirst into the spring.

Maximus had been following leisurely behind Flynn, chuckling (or whatever it is that a horse does) to see Flynn's greed get the best of him. However, when he saw Flynn dive into the spring, he didn't see Flynn get out. In a twinge of fear, Maximus wondered if Flynn had gotten stuck in the spring and was drowning. The brave horse charged forward to the spring, and jumped in to find his friend...and found nothing. Literally. There was no bottom to the spring at all. When Maximus tried swimming upwards so as to get a breath for diving, he found he couldn't. There was a current pulling Maximus down. Fast. Panicking, the horse flailed about, but as he looked down again, he saw a point of light rushing up at him.

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PerfectBalance Since: Oct, 2010
#143: Jan 7th 2011 at 3:15:13 PM

"Alright, enough chatter!" Brer Fox said holding up a new axe he found, even though no on was talking, "You's gonna tell me where the creator's pen is, right now!"

"Looks like I walked in on something important," Mickey said to the two scientists, "Mind filling me in on what's happening?"

maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#144: Jan 7th 2011 at 3:27:51 PM

Dr. Channing sighed. "Alright, I'll start. Several of Jumba's experiments got loose, and are causing their usual brand of chaos. One of them was the electronic hacker Experiment, and it's running loose in the ORAC Network. The security network's determined that it's heading to a specific point, and moving to intercept. I just hope nothing else goes wrong with the system right now, security would have a hard time coping."

At that very moment, the relief for the early warning system had just settled into place. He was sure it would be another routine cycle, watching for any potential threats that could never hope of getting past the firewalls. Suddenly, he detected something on the radar. It was very big, and headed straight for him. He sounded the alarm.

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fenrisulfur Bad Mutha-Shut yo Mouth Since: Nov, 2010
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#145: Jan 7th 2011 at 4:03:54 PM

Jack had spent the entire morning sleeping. The ship apparently was sailing itself. What it could not do, the Genie seemed to be happy to execute. He dreamt of rum, bottles of it, kegs of it. If there was a fountain of youth, perhaps it might flow with spiced Caribbean rum as it did in Jack’s dreams. He also dreamt of a specific bottle, a bottle which, when Jack uncorked it, released the magical man who now rode on The Wild Huntsman with him. Unfortunately the midday sun managed to work its way directly under Jack’s eyelids, and so he arose, regretting the fact that he did not choose to sleep below deck.

When Jack arose, he saw the Genie at the helm, in the form of an old man with a white uniform with some sort of naval officer’s cap. “Well,” the Genie said, “It seems that our three hour tour is going to take a little longer than expected Gilligan.” Jack had spent two months with the Genie, and so these random shapes didn’t bother Jack at all.

“How did you end up in that bottle anyways?” Jack asked.

The genie’s form shifted into his normal form, with a downcast face. “I was put in that bottle because I failed to defeat a servant of the Friends.” Jack said. “I hid there because that was the only way to hide from the Shadowman. I didn’t leave it until you uncorked it because in retrospect, it was probably the most shameful thing I could have done back there. I was so ashamed I cut myself off from the High Council because of it.”

Jack had heard the Genie talk about the High Council, apparently they were some sort of group that fought an army of darkness, if the Genie was to be believed. Jack had an open mind, but caution was something Jack would exercise liberally in a case like this. After all, this was a creature that could change form at any moment and perform all manner of magical feats. The last time he saw someone that powerful, they created a whirlpool that nearly destroyed The Black Pearl.

Speaking of whirlpools, Jack noticed something about the current they were in. Though the ship was at full sail, they were not going in the direction they expected. He peered around to see if there was any sort of reason for this. Off the starboard side of the ship, what looked like a gigantic whirlpool was forming, but instead of pulling them towards it, the whirlpool pushed them away.

Just as soon as it appeared, it vanished in a spurt of water, and two figures shot upwards out of it. Before Jack could turn the ship to head towards them, the Genie had dived overboard and took the form of a black and white steamboat piloted by an equally black and white mouse. Within a few minutes, the two wet figures were sitting on the main deck of the ship, a man with black hair and a goatee, and a large white horse.

“Thanks back there,” the man said. “My name’s Flynn, and this is Maximus.” He gestured to the horse.

“I am Captain Jack Sparrow, and the blue fellow I just call Genie.” Jack answered. “Welcome aboard the Wild Huntsman.”

“Where are we?” Flynn said, looking around. “Last I remember, I fell down a well chasing something…” He checked his person. “Aww, no, no, nononono. I can’t have lost it.”

“Is it a round piece of metal in the shape of a small ball?” Jack asked.

“Yes, did you see it?”

“I have nary a clue as to its whereabouts.” Jack said, before one of his coat pockets split and several objects fell out, a set of false teeth, a pocket watch, a carved bear, and the metal ball. “Damn. I should have stitched that.”

Flynn picked up the ball. “How…?”

“I’m Captain Jack Sparrow. Savvy?” “Anyways…” Flynn said taking a few steps back from Captain Jack. “We dove into a spring and ended up here.”

“I think I can answer that,” Genie said. “There are holes that link different universes. I remember one that went from an Andalasian well to Times Square, that poor girl had no idea what was going on.”

Ryder had a nonplussed look, but asked his question anyways. “Why was it there in the first place?”

“Two reasons.” The Genie answered him. “One, someone powerful, possibly in the high council-”

“The High what?” Flynn cut in.

“Army of light fights a legion of the damned.” Jack said. “Get on with it.”

“Someone…” the Genie said, glancing back at Jack. “wanted you to meet with us.”

“What’s the second reason?” Flynn asked.

“Something is happening…” The Genie Paused. “Something is happening that is so bad that it is punching holes in the universe.”

Flynn looked at the Genie dumbfounded. Jack stepped in front of him “Welcome to the Caribbean, mate. If there’s one thing you should know, it’s to just go with it.”

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Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#146: Jan 7th 2011 at 5:08:34 PM

Glitch laughed again to himself as he saw the carrier edging closer and closer to the firewalls. Screeching to a halt in front of it, he assumed a truly terrifying form- a huge, writhing mass of plasma and tentacles, a toothy maw and two impish eyes in the centre of it. If Sark's carrier were to break through past the firewall, they would have to face the wrath of the ultimate User...

maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#147: Jan 7th 2011 at 5:50:11 PM

Sark was surprised by the appearance of the giant creature, and the security forces were equally startled to see an invasion force disembarking from the enormous carrier. As the two sides engaged each other, Sark ordered a Logic Probe to be fired directly at the giant Glitch.

Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
MichaelJJ Since: Jan, 2001
#148: Jan 7th 2011 at 6:20:19 PM

Elsewhere, in a peaceful world, two children were lounging under a tree, or so it appeared. Anyone who knew then knew what they were cooking up.

"So Ferb, what do you want to do today?" Phineas asked. His silent partner just shrugged. "Yeah, Danville isn't exactly an exciting place...I mean, unless we're doing something. If only there was some way we could travel to somewhere where excitement happens..."

At that, both brother sat up in a jolt.

"Ferb, I know what we're going to do today!"

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#149: Jan 7th 2011 at 6:37:49 PM

Glitch cackled again. The circuits on the logic probe flared bright green as it turned back on the cruiser.

maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#150: Jan 7th 2011 at 6:55:17 PM

This backfired a bit, as the carrier's death throes plunged it straight into the firewall, destroying a large section of it in the process. Sark sent his ground forces into battle against the Star Command security programs, sending them through every weak spot on the grid the MCP had uploaded into him. "Master Control, the firewall is breached, you may began landing your troops." he reported.

MCP: EXCELLENT WORK, SARK. HOWEVER, STAY ALERT. I'M DETECTING TWO USERS HEADING TOWARD THE ORAC NETWORK. ONE OF THEM IS NEW, BUT THE OTHER IS-

"Flynn!" Sark grinned evilly. "This time he won't escape me!" he said, as the MCP sent his way a legion of Heartless Viruses. Sark turned to his reinforcements. "You larger ones, take down the Experiment. Consume it's heart, but bring me the rest. As for the rest of you, support my troops."

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