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| 31 Aug 2013 11:12 PM |
I'm currently writing this. It will be on fanfiction net later on my account, GirlInShades. Tell me what you guys think so far?
Sparks Fly It was a day much like any other in cyberspace, or perhaps, it was about to be. The giant digital atomic clock that stood in the center of the motherboard of the vast digital world slowly counted up in seconds. 5:59:57 5:59:58 5:59:59 6:00:00 As soon the clock reached the hour, the code that ran the mechanism determined that it was time to initiate the startup protocol. An electromagnetic wave pulsed out of the clock, expanding outwards in a spherical pattern. Inside the main processors of the machines and Pokemon that were caught up in the wave, something amazing was happening. The computer screens that the wave passed through flickered on as soon as contact between the screens and the wave was made. Voltorbs and Magnemites woke from their sleeping forms in bouts of static. Daytime in the cyber world had begun.
Porygon was in peaceful hibernation mode when the electro-magnetic wave approached her as she lay in the air, hovering. She felt the tingling static pass through her body, filling her with charge as her system began to instinctively boot in response. Her eyes flickered to life, gaining their signature pink glow as her startup scripts ran. She was a decidedly fair model of her type, with a modest two gigabytes of RAM and eighty-two gigabytes of space on her hard drive, but she had a minor quirk: her pink eyes were a rarity among Porygon, and they made her stand out among the others. Normally, the difference was negligible, and had little effect on her day-to-day existence in cyberspace but today was a special case.
Her monthly update cycle was scheduled to send a request for new data today, and Porygon could already feel its effects in her circuits, as her infrared transmitter was already beginning to send a request signal for a male Porygon to deliver the new data to her hard drive. The female Porygon was already running calculations in her mathematical processors determining the likelihood of her successfully being able to transmit data with the highest quality male possible. 4 gigabytes in size, 8 gigabytes, 16…
Porygon’s USB slot crackled with electricity as her CPU processed the image, resulting in the emotion of desire. A 16 gigabyte male would leave her hard drive satisfied for days with the new data, but Porygon’s calculations led to one single uncertainty: the color of her eyes’ natural glow. How would potential males process it? Would the process her as undesirable? Porygon couldn’t fathom, and like all uncertainties that are processed by semi-animate CPUs, the emotion of stress resulted.
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LolHatz
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| 31 Aug 2013 11:13 PM |
Waitwaitwait
Porygons don't HAVE genders. |
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| 31 Aug 2013 11:14 PM |
That's what YOU think.
If you flip one over, it will slowly reorient itself upright, but you can see below if it has either a USB slot or a USB port. That's how you can check the gender. |
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Meteor36
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| 31 Aug 2013 11:16 PM |
my software is hardware now
£the_money£ |
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Meteor36
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| 31 Aug 2013 11:18 PM |
+The polygons rearrange 010001000100111101000101010100110010000001010100010010000100100101010011001000000101000001001100010001010100000101010011010001010010000001011001010011110101010100111111 |
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