Sark paid no heed to the scene behind him at the walls, nor to the chaos inside the network. He had only one goal in mind: Find Flynn, and destroy him. He only paused a moment as one of his troops was blasted back, to grab the soldier's pike; he was saving his disc for Tron. He headed through the innards of ORAC, in search of his hated enemy, and his unknown friend.
Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the GreatFlynn and Nebula shot through a cloud bank over Tomorrow City and headed straight for the Imagination Institute. Kevin activated the comm in his Light Jet. "Wouldn't it have been faster to hitch a ride on one of the cruisers?"
"Cruisers have to be prepped and parked," Commander Nebula replied over the microphone in his suit's helmet. "It's faster to just fly there."
"You have a point," Flynn acknowledged as he switched channels. "Institution Tower, this is recognition code Uniform, Sierra, Echo, Romeo. Open loading doors to Laboratory Four and clear the floor. Tell the techs in the lab to initiate digitization sequence."
The comm crackled to life in response. "This is Institution Tower, acknowledged and complying."
Flynn switched back to Nebula's channel. "Follow me in." At the end of his transmission, he pulled his jet into tight barrel roll and began a rapid descent. As he approached ground level, he no longer had time to make sure the Commander was following him, but he assumed his jet's trail would provide enough of a path. He stood the aircraft up on its right wingtip as he flew through a narrow gap between buildings and brought the loading bay for his lab into sight. As requested, the doors had been opened. He pushed his screaming jet through the opening, braking at the last minute. As he disengaged the controls and waited for the vehicle to deconfigure, he heard the distinctive hum of a Star Command-issue jetpack setting down next to him.
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The Commander took a moment to observe his surroundings as he landed next to Flynn's Light Jet. The loading dock-turned-landing bay was rather spartan in appearance and function. Large rolling doors concealed entryways which he assumed led to the lab proper. Really, the only equipment in the room was a set of lasers on a rolling track overhead. "An adjustable digitization apparatus," Flynn explained as his jet finished repacking itself. "Sometimes we need to send in things bigger than people, and that requires more than one laser to do efficiently."
"Is that a 'I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you' sort of thing?" Nebula asked.
Kevin smiled. "I don't have to tell you, you'll see for yourself in a second." He turned to one of the techs standing against the wall. "Execute." He turned back to Nebula. "Try not to move."
"Why can't I m-" Before Commander Nebula could finish his inquiry, the overhead lasers pulled his head apart, recording the exact arrangement of his constituent particles. It took a few picocycles to reassemble him on the network, but given that his brain was currently suspended as particles in a laser beam, he didn't notice. "-ove? ...What in blazes?"
Kevin came and stood next to Nebula on the bluff overlooking The Grid. "It gets everyone their first time. Welcome to The Grid."
- * * * * * * *
As the two raced toward the battle already in progress, Nebula asked "So why wasn't I supposed to move?"
"The lasers were tracking your current location. If you'd moved too fast, only part of you would have been digitized."
"Is that even possible?"
"Not really. Only if it would have been funny."
"What?"
"Never mind." [OOC: Kevin Flynn is a programmer who interacts on a personal level with his programs on a daily basis. Breaking the fourth wall is part of his job description]
edited 7th Jan '11 8:46:12 PM by Paladin045
Such a pretty town... what do we blow up first?"Sir, the I/O tower just finished two transports. Flynn and an unknown User are in the area." The voice crackled in Sark's helmet. Flynn! At last he would have his revenge on the user who had humiliated him all those years ago. He primed his pike. "This time, Flynn," he thought. "You will be mine!"
Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great"Hold up a second," Flynn said as he decelerated, pulling his Light Jet to a hover. "I'm getting some bad vibes somewhere below us."
"'Bad vibes?'" Nebula asked incredulously. "Kevin, I know you were trapped in here for 20 years, but seriously. This hippie thing has got to stop."
"Don't knock the zen thing, man. Just because you don't believe it-"
"Yeah, yeah." Nebula cut him off, not interested in repeating the age-old discussion. He flipped open his wrist scanner. "I've got one reading, bearing 035. Looks like it's heading for the ORAC hub."
Flynn grinned. "Let's give him a warm welcome, then."
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The two swooped low and fast toward the solitary target.
Such a pretty town... what do we blow up first?Commander Nebula spotted a flash of light come streaking towards him from the orange figure. "Take evasive!" Nebula rolled right, Flynn rolled left, and the disc passed harmlessly between them. They buzzed the malicious program, staying just outside pike range, and landed between him and his intended destination. "Where do you think you're going?" Nebula asked, charging his wrist laser.
Such a pretty town... what do we blow up first?Sark gave another evil grin. "Isn't it obvious? I'm going to deactivate this network's entire security system so Master Control may claim it for Chernabog. And if I can kill you and Flynn in the process, then I'll just enjoy this job that much more."
Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great"That's all I needed to hear." Commander Nebula sighted down his arm, taking aim at Sark.
"Sark... I remember you," Flynn said. "One of the MCP's lackeys, a power-hungry fool without the guts to take me out yourself. You tried to let the games do it for you." He crouched with one knee forward and his arms down, leaving his hands bare centimeters above the floor. "Let's see how well you do without your minions."
Such a pretty town... what do we blow up first?Glitch continued swamping the Heartless virus troopers in himself, derezzing them one by one...
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...In another part of the multiverse, all was quiet. The newly risen sun shone over the trees that framed an idyllic glen. A few birds hopped around on the ground, looking for food. That is, until a blast that rivalled a foghorn in volume sent them all flying for safety...
"Of course!" said the voice who had made the noise, also in an intranslateable tongue. "Noise is fun! What's the matter, don't you like noise?" With that, he let out another deafening blast, sending any other living thing scattering into the underbrush, many of which now with a bad case of ringing ears.
edited 8th Jan '11 3:47:57 PM by Locoman

Immediately, Glitch condensed back down in to his smaller, natural form
and stuck out his tongue at the oncoming troops, before mooning them. Immediately afterwards, every circuit in his area turned bright, bilious green as he began to summon programs from the system, all of their clothing turned the same shade, as he himself scurried away.
"E ka patuka!" he cried triumphantly as his mind-controlled programs began to move in...
edited 7th Jan '11 7:03:17 PM by Locoman