One of these characters, the one on the left, IS NOT MINE. Art, however, is mine, based on the art style of TRON: Uprising.

Beacon: No clue what I did to anyone to have you after me.
(Bit of lore, he is a Tron: Legacy program who can travel in and out of the Tron world at will, but you can ask me to not have him do that. He is one of the most experienced players in the game, so he’s lived quite a while)

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??? (Right): "In simple terms, you're... wanted dead by Clu, and he sent me and my mate here to do all the dirty work for him."
*The program on the left makes a low growling sound aimed at the program on the right*
??? (Right): "Rinzler, shut up. Ya know I'm correct."

Beacon: The creator of the games? All I did was go along with his games and win a lot.

??? (Right): "Yeah, well, you're kind of considered dangerous now."

Beacon: No offense to him, but he sounds kind of salty.

??? (Right): "If you're considered a threat, you're considered a threat."
Rinzler: "..."
??? (Right): "Rinzler, ya've never been much for words, have ya? Anyways, YOU."
*They look over at Beacon*
??? (Right): "I highly suggest ya make this easy for us. What is your personal identifier? Just making sure we got the right guy. I don't particularly have the best eyesight."

Beacon: Name's Beacon. May I ask why I am considered dangerous? I haven't committed crimes or gone against his word.

??? (Right): "So ya are the guy we're going after. I dunno, honestly. We don't question him. Probably because ya've participated in The Games and somehow won. My name is Paros. Programmed Authorized Regulator Of Security. Don't say it like that, though, or your death will be slow and painful, I assure you."
*Suddenly, there's the screech of tires against asphalt to Beacon's left. The rhythmic pulse of a Light Cycle at full speed. Cold teal light races right toward Beacon.*
Paros: "That bloody bastard! I told him to stay where he was."
*There's laughter, interspersed with the engine's roar. The Light Cycle stops, just inches away from Beacon.*
Paros: "Nyx, I told ya to stay back, idiot!"
*A program with short, messy teal hair and similarly teal circuitry gets off of the Light Cycle. He grins at Paros.*
Nyx: "That's not what Clu told me. He sent me here because SOMEONE keeps getting themself injured. It must be so embarrassing, having to be constantly followed by a medic program who doesn't even completely work for Clu. I'm just a mercenary who works for whoever pays me."
*The grin drops from Nyx's face*
Nyx: "If I don't do this, I'll get derezzed. Is this the program you and Rinzler are going after?"
*He gestures to Beacon, and Paros and Rinzler nod*

Beacon: A merc and a cop going after an innocent person, this place was supposed to be a perfect world.

Paros: "TWO cops, more like. You're forgetting Rinzler. Also, ya say ya haven't gone against Clu's word, but you just did."
*Rinzler nods, and Paros looks at him*
Paros: "Quit being silent, mate, it's freaking me out. You're being worse than Tron after the whole Master Control Program situation while I was still in the ENCOM System."
*Rinzler's face may be obscured, but you can feel the glare he's currently giving Paros*
Paros: "What? The only reason I'm here is because of Fl... Right. I can't say that name. He betrayed us all, after all. At least the ISOs are dead."

Beacon: I still haven't heard why I'm "dangerous".

Paros: "Look, I don't know! We don't question Clu. If it's toward creating the perfect system, then, well, you know."

Beacon: from what I heard, clu had tried to kill the creator of the system to steal his disc, but killed him with a fake disc and his son got away with the creators real disc. That one user? Sam Flynn?

(uh, this rp takes place before TRON: Legacy, some time around TRON: Uprising, forgot to specify that 💀)

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Beacon: and derezzing the people who win the games helps to make a perfect world? If he wants more than me winning, I can just not play the games. I haven’t gone against his word, I just question it sometimes. It gets a little suspicious.

Paros: "...Look, I don't know any more than ya do. We're just here to do what he wants us to d-"
*Paros jumps suddenly*
Paros: "I heard something. Rinzler, keep him here."
*Rinzler nods, and Paros walks away, into a nearby alley*

*he waits*

Me: oh oh f**k well I'm screwed

Paros: "Oh, it's one of the Users that we're supposed to be going after. Of bloody course Clu sent us to do his dirty work."
*Rinzler makes a low growling sound aimed at Paros*
Paros: "Rinzler, shut up. Ya know I'm correct."

Me: well it is true I do agree with that after all he sent both of you

Rinzler: "..."
Paros: "See, mate?"
Rinzler: "..."
Paros: "Ya've never been much for words, have ya? Anyways, YOU."
*They look over at you*
Paros: "I highly suggest ya make this easy for us."

Me: I won't make it easy at all
*I start running off*

*Paros and Rinzler run after you, and Paros trips*
Paros: "Shit-"
*Suddenly, there's the screech of tires against asphalt to your left. The rhythmic pulse of a Light Cycle at full speed. Cold teal light races right toward you.*

Me: Oh shit-

*There's laughter, interspersed with the engine's roar. The Light Cycle stops, just inches away from you.*
Paros: "I bloody told ya to stay back!"
*Nyx gets off of the Light Cycle*
Nyx: "That's not what Clu told me."

Me: Oh f**k!
*I run off again trying to get away*
Me: shit I gotta come up with a plan

*Rinzler continues running after, leading you right to a dead end. Nyx helps Paros to their feet. Paros reaches to their back and draws their disc. It sparks and shivers with energy, and you have no doubt that they're going to try to kill you.*

Me: *looks for any way out* if I have to do it I will

Rinzler: "...There's no way out, User."
*He puts a cold emphasis on the word 'User'.*

Me: go***amn it looks like you got me Tron.

Rinzler: !
*He steps back, slightly confused*
Paros: "Tron? Tron is dead. Both him and Lizzie were killed."
*Paros walks up to you. They move fast, closing the gap between you, and holding their Disc to your neck. You feel the sizzle of it brush against you.*
Paros: "I should know. I was there when it happened."
(Their memory was modified when they were repurposed so instead of Tron and Lizzie being repurposed, what's in their memory was that they were there when the two were "killed". Ofc they could barely see anything lmao)

Me: That's not true you know...
*I Try to slowly back away*

*You back right into a wall. Looks like you can't go any farther than this.*
Paros: "Excuse me?"

Me: you heard me! it's not true at all!
*I try to jump up onto the rooftops*

*You can't move without getting yourself scratched by the Disc.*
Paros: ". . ."
*You can tell that they know you're right, but they refuse to let themself believe it. Rinzler looks at them, silently urging them to just kill you already*
Paros: "...Clu hasn't lied to me. I know he bloody wouldn't."

Me: uh he would actually

Paros: "Then what explains me having been there when Tron and Lizzie were derezzed?"

Me: well what actually happened was that you, Tron, and Lizzie have all been repurposed and your memory has been modified to believe they are dead when in fact Tron and Lizzie are now Rinzler and Kana

Paros: "...You're wrong."
*Paros steps away, clearly hearing something.*
Paros: "Rinzler, make sure she doesn't move. I'll be right back."
*They walk away, and Rinzler separates his disc into two, holding them both to your neck.*

Me: aww man...

*His face may be obscured, but you can feel the glare he's currently giving you.*

Me: this isn't you... Please remember Tron

Rinzler: ". . ."
Nyx: "I... I have no say in this, so I'm just going to..."
*Nyx backs away*

Me: *sighs* At least think about what I said okay?

Rinzler: "..."

Me: can you say something your freaking me out!

Rinzler: ". . ."
*Paros walks up, clutching the arm of a masked program with blue circuitry. The program is handcuffed, and he clearly doesn't seem happy about it.*
Paros: "Nyx, get back here. Rinzler, did anything happen?"
*Rinzler shakes his head, and Nyx walks back up*
???: "That's not Rinzler, that's Tron! How can you not see th- Oh, right."
Paros: "I was there when Tron died. Now silence, bastard. And how do ya... Whatever. I'm going to bring ya to Clu. We'll see what to do with ya, then."
*Paros mutters something that sounds like "The only two programs who knew are now dead."*

Me: the hell?

*??? tries his best to shrug, and he glances at Paros*
???: "I don't know, they've gone crazy. You'd think they'd know me."
Paros: "Shut up, or I'll derez ya. You're lucky I'm making the decision to bring ya to Clu. But Rinzler, just kill the User."
*Rinzler nods and moves his Discs closer towards your neck. They're starting to scratch you, but only barely.*

Me: Ah shit! *I try to get away*
Me: F**k!

???: "Tron!"
*Rinzler steps back, looking at the handcuffed program*
???: "You don't remember me? At all?"
Rinzler: "..."
Paros: "We probably wouldn't know ya even if ya took off your bloody helmet. Now, if it helps ya shut up, why don't I just take ya to Clu now?"
???: "Please don't. If I'm derezzed or repurposed, who's going to be here to get you and Tron back?"
Paros: "...For the last bloody time, Tron's dead. And me? I have no reason to go back to who I was before I was repurposed."

Me: Hey take off their helmet you probably would know them!

Paros: "That's it, I'm going to Clu."
*Paros starts walking away, grabbing the program's shoulder and taking him with them*

Me: ugh stubborn bitch

Nyx: "You can say that again."
*Paros stops and turns around*
Paros: "I heard an insult."

Me: yeah and ill say it again you stubborn bitch! want me to repeat again?

*Paros stays where they are, pulling a smoke bomb out of a pocket and throwing it at you. The bomb attaches itself to you, and Paros goes back to walking off.*
Paros: "Enjoy death, User."
???: "Uh, Paros, if you meant to throw an actual bomb, that's a smoke bomb."
Paros: "...shit."

Me: oh yes!

Paros: "................I screwed up. Can ya help me actually get a bomb?"
???: "No. You, me, and Tron, we... We used to believe in the Users. What happened to that?"
Paros: "...Just WHO are you? Because if ya are who I think ya are, then.. That's impossible. Nope. Ya aren't him. Now come on, already, we're going to Clu. Nyx, Rinzler, you both are witnesses, you're coming too."
Nyx: "Do you think that program is that guy you keep talking about? What was his name? Ram?"
Paros: ". . .Just be quiet, Nyx. I don't need to be reminded of my past."

Me: It is a possibility trust me on that it happened a few times with me

Paros: "...It isn't. Either way, I already said this, I don't need to be reminded. Everything that happened in the ENCOM system... I don't want to talk about it. I don't want it mentioned. I don't even want to think about it. So shut up, everyone."
*The smoke bomb goes off*
Paros: "F**k, I can't see!"

Me: HAHA
*I run off but also look for the handcuffed program*

*You bump right into Rinzler, who still has his Discs*

Me: you know what I don't have to go after them just yet!
*I run off as fast as I can*

*You eventually get out of the smoke*

Me: Yes! さようなら bitches!
*I continue running*

Nyx: "Hey!"
*He's standing on the rooftop right above you*
Nyx: "What the hell are you doing?"

Me: Running off and I don't need you to stop me!
*I continue running*

Nyx: "Look, get back here, I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to know what the hell is going on. Who that guy is, if Rinzler really is Tron, and also why Paros mixed up a smoke bomb and a regular bomb."

Me: No! I don't trust you!

Nyx: "If I wanted to attack you, I would already have my machete out. I'm just here to help Paros if they get hurt."

Me: I wouldn't want to even hurt them they might be fine and if you want them not to get hurt go to them then I still don't trust you!

Nyx: "Jeez. I just want a few questions f**king answered."

Me: to bad!

*Nyx shakes his head in disbelief*
Nyx: *mumbling* "Users are f**king weird."
*They look back at you*
Nyx: "Look, is Rinzler really Tron or not? Just answer that."

Me: yes yes he is but he is refusing to believe that unfortunately.

Nyx: "Thanks!"
*He runs off*

Me: Uh no problem I guess? Well, I still should keep my guard up.
*I continue to run*

*You hear shouting coming from where you just ran from.*

Me: okay now that's concerning!
*I run back but also hide*

Nyx: "He's Tron! The User is right!"
Paros: "No, Rinzler is not Tron! I was there when Tron died!"
???: "Just quit being stubborn. You're worse than you were in the ENCOM system."
Paros: *deadpan* "Quit emotionally attacking me."
Rinzler: "...Tron is dead."
Paros: "See, ya heard him!"

Me: *Sighs* I'm gonna regret this
*I get out of hiding*
Me: it's not true he isn't dead!

Paros: *sarcastically* "Oh, and let me guess, Kana is Lizzie?"
Nyx: "Probably."
???: "Who's Kana? Or Lizzie, for that matter."

Me: Actually that is true and you might meet them later.

Paros: "Ah, shit... Look, okay, if Kana is Lizzie and Rinzler is Tron, then who the bloody hell am I, because I sure as hell don't recall being someone else. Why were my memories left, and theirs not? Or were my memories modified and I just think I am who I am."

Me: your memories were modified

Paros: “Yeah, but do ya mean that in a “I’m not Paros” kind of way or in a “I am Paros, I’ve just been subjected to absolute torture for the past 50 cycles.” kind of way?”
???: “You’re Paros, don’t worry.”

Me: yeah don't worry your Paros always have been

*Paros sighs in relief, and their circuitry glitches in between orange and white, but then it stops and settles back in on orange*
Paros: "Goddammit, what am I doing? I'm talking to the person me and Rinzler were supposed to just kill already!"

Me: You saw that though right?

???: "I saw it."
*Nyx nods*
Paros: "Saw what?"

Me: you were circuits were glitching between orange and white!

*Paros scoffs, once again knowing you're telling the truth, but refusing to believe it.*
???: "Look, can you at least unlock my handcuffs?"
Paros: "No."

Me: you know I am telling the truth and others saw it which means I'm not going crazy this time

Paros: ". . ."
*Rinzler takes a few steps forward, weaponizing his discs and looking at Paros*
Nyx: "Oh, he saw it too, that's goo- Oh, wait, that's NOT GOOD!"
???: "Tron, don't hurt them."

Me: *Gets a Microphone and attaches it to some string and I throw it trying to knock the disc out of Rinzlers hand*

*It's unsuccessful.*
Paros: "Rinzler, mate, what the bloody hell are ya doing?"
Rinzler: ". . .Traitor."
Paros: "I'm not a f**king traitor, idiot."

Me: *I try again* Don't do it okay? They don't even believe me!

*One of Rinzler's discs is knocked out of his hands, but he quickly picks it up*

Me: Don't do it Tron this isn't you! quit being stubborn about it as well you don't have to do this!

*Rinzler looks over at you*
Rinzler: ". . ."
???: "Paros, just unlock my handcuffs."
Paros: "For the last time, no. Not until you're repurposed."

Me: quit fighting it you know I'm right

*Rinzler walks off, disappearing into the shadows of the alleyway*

Me: uh that's probably not a good thing

Nyx: "I'm betting he's either going to tell Clu that me and Paros are traitors, or he's going to find Kana. Either way, we're screwed. Doomed. F**ked. Dead, even."
Paros: "I'm betting he's not going to find Kana after what the User said. He doesn't want to bring... basically, his counterpart, into this. But also, I'm not a bloody traitor. Just because some glitch came up doesn't mean I'm not on the same side anymore."

Me: well you haven't killed me yet and Iean you had your chance... I shouldn't have said anything

Paros: ". . .Bringing that up was a huge mistake, there."
*They grab their disc and weaponize it*
???: "Don't."
Paros: "I'm not listening to you."

Me: well, I'm not cornered this time!
*I run off*

*Paros runs after you*

Me: *I continue running and I try to go up to the rooftops*

*They hear exactly which direction you're going in and follow you*

Me: Shit!

Me: no you won't!

Paros: "That's where you're wrong."
*They walk right in your direction.*

*I run off again*

*They follow you*

*I go and hide*

Paros: "I may not be able to see ya, but I'm gonna find ya and do what I was tasked to do."
(Terry moment)

Paros: *mumbling* "Where are ya...?"
*They look around, waiting for some sort of sound to follow*

*I try to stay still*

Paros: "Hmm."
*They kneel down and place their hand on the ground, revealing bright outlines of your very own footsteps. Paros may be nearsighted, but the blurry traces of light are all they need to track you down. They get up, follow the light, and find you.*
Paros: "Told ya."

Me: F**k you did I'll give you that but I'm not giving up that easy
*I run off again*

*Paros follows, throwing their disc at you*

Me: Shit!
*I move out of the way*
Me: damn it I'm getting tired

*Paros chuckles to themself and catches up to you*

Me: Crap!
*I run faster*

Paros: "Ya can't keep running, ya know that."

Me: but I can try too!

Paros: "But ya can't."

Me: but I can try

Paros: "Ya bloody can't, just face it!"
*They catch up to you again and kick you over*

Me: Damn it!

*They raise their disc, about to strike, but their circuitry flickers between orange and white. Again. They lower the disc*
Paros: "What am I doing?"
*They walk back*

Me: what the?
*I get up and follow*
Me: hey wait!

*They don't pay attention to you, the glitches intensifying.*

Me: oh...

*Paros stops upon reaching the others, and a look of shock crosses their face as an unmasked and uncuffed Ram walks up to them and hugs them. Nyx stands there, grinning and tossing his machete up and down, holding the handcuffs that have now been split in two. Paros's circuitry nearly settles on white, but it goes back to orange*
Paros: "Ya were dead."
Ram: *smiling* "I was."
Paros: *coldly* "...And ya didn't think to find me the moment ya were rerezzed and brought here?"
*Ram stops smiling, letting go of Paros*
Ram: "I tried my best. What did Clu do to you?"
Paros: *sarcastically* "What do ya bloody think happened?"
*Nyx also stops smiling*
Nyx: "So much for a happy reunion between old friends."

Me: mhm but it's understandable though

Nyx: “What do you mean?”

Me: well they are going through some things and they actually had me but they didn't kill me

*Nyx looks over at Paros, a hint of concern in his expression.*
Paros: "What the hell am I doing? Just what the bloody hell am I doing? I haven't been doing my job!”
*Paros reaches for their disc, but their circuitry starts glitching again, this time in some sort of a repeated pattern. Long, short, long, long again. Oh, wait. Morse code? It seems like in the pattern it’s going, it says “NOT IN CONTROL” over and over again.*

Me: Holy shit!

Nyx: "Not... Not in control? They might be trying to say that they aren't in control of their actions?"

Me: probably but what do we do?

Nyx: "I don't know?!"
Ram: "We have to get them to reject their repurposing."
Nyx: "But they're being stubborn about it!"
*Paros pulls a bomb out of a pocket in their cape and looks at it for a moment, trying to make sure it's the right thing, and just as they're about to set the timer on it and throw it at you, Ram takes it out of their hands*

Me: Well this is gonna be difficult but we can do it!

Paros: "Bloody idiots!"
*Paros weaponizes their disc and walks toward you, but Nyx pushes them out of the way*

Me: holy shit!
*I jump back*

*Paros gets up and dusts themself off*
Paros: "Impressive, to say the least, but ya should probably put a bit more thought into things."
Nyx: "Oh, shit."
Paros: "Now, about my job that I still have not yet gotten done?"
Ram: "You don't need to do that."
Paros: "But I do. I'm a program of my word."
Nyx: "Despite being a mercenary who is currently working for Clu, I agree with Ram on this. Some promises are meant to be broken."
Paros: ". . ."
*They look down, as if remembering something. Their circuitry glitches in a pattern that simply says, "I'M SORRY". Nyx seems confused, but Ram seems like he knows what they're talking about.*
Ram: "Don't apologize for that, that was completely out of your control. Just like this."

Me: yeah you really don't have to do this

*Paros sighs, and their circuitry settles on white. They look up, and there's a slight pulse in their eyes, signaling them syncing with a change in their code. They shake their head, mumbling something under their breath.*
Paros: "Where the hell am I...? Last thing I saw, I saw Tron and Lizzie get repurposed..."

Me: Yes! your back! and you have missed a lot...

Paros: "What? What do you mean, I'm back? Was I repurposed? Where are Tron and Lizzie?"

Me: yes you were repurposed and I have no idea where they are

*Paros mumbles multiple curse words under their breath*
Nyx: "As far as I know, Rinz- I mean, Tron, walked away."
Paros: *confused* "...Who the hell are you?"

Me: that's Nyx but as long as your back that means that it will be more easy

Paros: "Easy for what?"
Ram: "Getting Tron back."
Paros: "...Ram? Is that you?"
Ram: "Yeah."
Paros: ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Me: like I said you missed a lot

Paros: "I feel like I need an explanation."

Me: oh well its a bit of a long story

Paros: “Hmm.”
*Paros’s eyes widen*
Paros: “Oh, shit, I have to check on something! I’ll be right back!”
*They run off*
Nyx: "Damn... You know, is it wrong to admit that I used to think that Paros was kind of hot when they were evil? But now they're just. Even hotter? Even though so far they've mostly just been really confused?"
*Ram looks at Nyx, mostly very baffled*
Ram: "Do you mean that as you're in love with them?"
Nyx: "Maybe. Do you have a problem with that?"

Me: oh boy

Nyx: “What?”

Me: nothing I just remembered something

Nyx: “Well, what?”

Me: nothing important

Nyx: “Anyways.”
*He looks at Ram*
Nyx: “What’s it to you?”
Ram: “You aren’t the only one.”
*Nyx facepalms*
Nyx: “You gotta be kiddin’ me.”
Ram: “Wish I was.”

Me: well at least resolve the issue peacefully

Ram: “I’m not big on conflict, so I was already planning on that.”
*Nyx shrugs*
Nyx: “I guess I can do that.”

Me: thank you

Nyx: "No problem, I guess."

Me: but we should probably follow them just in case

Ram: "I'm sure they'll be okay."
*Paros comes back, bringing two small programs ( https://i.imgflip.com/7izyl0.jpg ) along with them.*
Paros: “Meet Bit and Byte. I sort… of took them in, before I was repurposed. For some reason, they aren’t exactly like other programs, more like what I’d expect of User children, but they are definitely programs.”
Byte: “What they’re trying to say is that they adopted us before they completely disappeared.”
Paros: “For the last time, I was repurposed.”

(Oh my goodness I love it it looks so cute!)
Me: Oh my goodness!

*Bit hugs one of Paros's legs and tries to hide behind them*
Paros: "Oh, don't be shy."
*Bit is still hugging Paros's leg, but they look around and wave slightly*

Me: Aw it's okay!

*Bit lets go of Paros and cautiously steps away*
Paros: "It's alright. These people are my friends."

Me: *nods*

*Byte crosses their arms*
Byte: "And there goes my younger sibling, being shy about everything."
Bit: "...No."

Me: it's okay to be shy sometimes Byte.

Byte: "But wouldn't you think Bit's being a little TOO shy? Like, we know these people are fine."
*Bit glares at Byte*
Paros: "Alright, Byte, just be quiet."

Me: its still okay though its like that with some people

Paros: "...Hold on, Tron and Lizzie were repurposed, right?"
Nyx: "Yeah."
Paros: "I'm going to go try and fix that. I'm heading out. Don't miss me too much."
Nyx: "Paros. Not only is that dangerous, you're also forgetting something."
*Paros looks down, trying to think about what they may have forgotten.*
Paros: ". . ."
*Paros hesitantly kisses Ram on the cheek and start walking off, but Nyx, slightly jealous of Ram, and also not wanting Paros to forget what they left behind, stops them*
Nyx: "NOT THAT."
Paros: "Hmm... Then what?"
Nyx: "BIT AND BYTE."
Paros: ?
Nyx: "Your KIDS, Paros!"
Paros: *confused* "I'm not bringing my kids with me to do this, null unit. I'm not putting them in that danger!"

Me: well it's also dangerous to even try but I can take care of Bit and Byte if needed

Paros: "Thank you."
Nyx: *facepalm*
*Ram is just standing there, extremely confused as to why Paros just kissed him on the cheek*
Nyx: *sigh*
*Paros walks away, beginning their search for Rinzler and Kana*

Me: can one of you go with them so that way they won't get killed or harmed

Nyx: "I'll go with them."
*Nyx walks in the direction Paros went, and Bit walks over to Ram and hugs his leg*
Ram: "...I don't know how I should react."
Byte: "You should be surprised. The only other person Bit does that to is our parent. Maybe my sibling sees you as a co-parent or whatever it's called."
Ram: "In my case, I think that's called a dad."
Byte: "Well, Bit probably sees you as a dad."
*Bit nods*

Me: awww

Ram: "Why me, though?"

Me: because your right here.

Byte: "It's also probably because Bit saw Paros kiss you as if they're your counterpart. Which, are you their counterpart?"
Ram: "No? Also, I'm pretty sure Paros only did that because they weren't thinking."
Byte: "They clearly weren't, but it still seemed genuine."

Me: yeah that is true
(should I bring Macchiato?)

(Yes. just yes)
Byte: "But then again, when are they ever thinking?"
Ram: "A lot, actually. If they weren't thinking, they would have brought you and Bit along with them just a few moments ago."

Me: yeah... hey do you guys want to see a cat?

Byte: "What's a cat?"

Me: It's a pet that you can take care of
*I bring over Macchiato and he looks around*

*Bit lets go of Ram's leg and walks over to Macchiato curiously*

*Macchito rubs against Bit*

Bit: !
*They step back a little*

*Macchiato tilts their head*

*Bit looks at you, confused, as if to say, "Is it supposed to do that?"*

Me: *nods* it just means he likes you

*Bit looks back at Macchiato cautiously*
Ram: "Hey, Bit, it's okay."
*Ram walks next to Bit and kneels down, sticking out his hand toward Macchiato*

*Macchiato rubs against it purring*

Ram: "See, it's nice."

Me: it can't hurt you at all

*Bit nods, somewhat reassured.*

Me: if you want you can play with him

*Bit nods*
Byte: "There you go."

*I get a small mouse toy and I hand it to Bit*
Me: if you throw it Macchiato will chase after it and bring it back to you

*Bit tilts their head and throws the toy*

*Macchiato dashes over to it and plays with it and then brings it back*

*Bit smiles and throws it again*
Ram: “…I wonder how Paros is doing. I hope they’re okay.”

Me: yeah I think they will be okay but I can go check if your worried
*Macchiato goes over to it and plays with it more and brings it back*

Ram: “No, I’m pretty sure they’re okay.”
*Bit sits down, taking the toy and throwing it again*

*he purrs and chases it*
Me: *Smiles* you can keep him if you want!

Byte: “But what about our parent? What will they think?”

Me: I’m sure Paros would like Macchiato.

Byte: “Are you sure?”
*Ram gets up and ruffles Byte’s hair slightly*
Ram: “I’m pretty confident that the User is right, kiddo.”

Me: *Smiles* oh my goodness I just can’t with how cute you and Bit are!
(I really can’t you just drew them so well and I think they both are adorable)

(:D)
*Bit looks at you and smiles*

(I want to hug them!)
Me:I swear if someone hurts either you or Byte I will give them so much pain like using Insect breathing or drag them to the studio

Byte: “Not if my parent murders them first.”

Me: no trust me I’m gonna do it first

Byte: “Probably not, considering Paros is me and Bit’s parent.”
*Bit nods*

Me: mmmmm true but I still would kill them

*Paros and Nyx run back, Paros limping, seriously injured in multiple places. Nyx has their disc, trying to fix their wounds*
Paros: “I’ll just be honest with ya, I was NOT expecting Tron to jump out and attack me like that-“
*They run right into Ram, who wraps his arms around them*
Ram: “You okay?”
Paros: “Yeah, about as fine as someone who just got attacked by one of their best friends can be-“
*Bit immediately gets up, seriously worried*
Nyx: “Don’t worry, Bit, I’m fixing the issue.”

*Macchiato comes over worried*

*Nyx is frantically trying to fix Paros’s wounds. He pulls his hair into a small ponytail and then finishes fixing the damaged code. He then puts the disc on Paros’s back and the wounds start healing*
Paros: “Uh, thanks.”
Nyx: “Don’t mention it. It’s my job.”
Paros: “Alright, mates, we don’t have long before Tron shows up, possibly with Lizzie. Possibly with the entirety of Clu’s army. Who knows what’s going to happen at this point.”
*Byte tugs on Paros’s cape*
Paros: “Yes?”
Byte: “Is Ram your counterpart? Also, Bit has claimed Ram as their dad.”
Paros: “We’re about to be attacked by the best fighter on the Grid and you’re worried about that?”

Me: okay we do need a plan though but honestly I got nothing

Paros: “We just deal with it when he gets here, I guess. Wait, Byte, Bit did what?”
Bit: “Yes.”
Paros: *sigh* “Ram and I will talk this out later.”
Byte: “What about the cat? What will we do about the cat?”
Paros: “…What’s a cat?”

*Macchiato goes over to Paros and rubs against their legs*
Me: that’s a cat

*Paros seems slightly confused, but they accept Macchiato’s existence.*

Me: you can keep him if you want

Paros: “Alright.”
*Bit smiles and their circuitry flashes yellow.*
Ram: “Hey, how far behind you was Tron whenever he was chasing after you and Nyx?”
Paros: “Right after we started getting away, he just sort of stood there. He then took off on his light cycle in the opposite direction a few seconds later, as if to get reinforcements.”
*Ram looks at Nyx*
Ram: “How far away is Clu’s carrier ship?”
Nyx: “I’d say a good 15 miles away.”
Ram: “So on a 5th generation light cycle, 60 miles per hour at a constant speed… We don’t have long. There and back here, we’d have around 30 minutes.”

Me: So we should probably go.

Paros: “Or we could just stay here and wait. Honestly, mate, we can’t just keep running. We have to get Tron and Lizzie back.”
Nyx: “Or we could go where Tron is.”
Paros: “The carrier ship is out of the question. There are too many sentries. We’ll be derezzed before we can do anything about it. Ram, do ya think you can take Bit and Byte somewhere safe…? I don’t want either you or my kids getting hurt. Or the cat, for that matter. I’m trusting ya to not screw this up.”
*Ram nods*
Ram: “Got it.”
*He walks off, picking up Macchiato. Bit and Byte follow him.*
Paros: *looking down* “. . .”
*Meanwhile, Rinzler has just arrived at the carrier ship. He’s searching for one program in particular to help him out… Kana.*

(Idk how to respond)

(i gotcha)
*Rinzler kneels down and places his hand on the ground, trying to see if there’s any trace of Kana’s footprints to figure out where she is*
(btw question ive had for a while, what kind of program is lizzie? like, what is her function?)

(honestly I'm still questioning for her when I made her I didn't have much thought but now I'm still trying to come up with a redesign and trying to come up with lore)

(huh ok)

(but I will tell you if I come up with something okay)

(👍)

(anyways)
*She doesn't seem to be too far away*

*Rinzler follows the footprints*

*She seems to be looking for someone...probably Micaito*

Rinzler: "...Kana."

*She turns around*
Kana: oh it's just you didn't think you were over here.

*He shakes his head*
Rinzler: "...There's been a betrayal."

Kana; oh dear...

Rinzler: ". . ."
*He's silent for a moment.*
Rinzler: ". . .Both Paros and one of the mercenaries. They've switched sides. And they're calling me Tron."

Kana: But Tron is dead...

*Rinzler nods*

Kana: we should take care of the traitors.

*Rinzler nods again*

Kana: is that why you're coming to me?

*Rinzler nods a third time.*

Kana: I figured where did you last see them?

*He tosses Kana a baton and runs off, rezzing in his own light cycle*

*Kana rezzes the light cycle and follows*

*After around 15 minutes, he stops, getting off of the light cycle and placing his hand to the ground. Two sets of footsteps, running. One has a slight limp to it. He nods, knowing he's in the right place.*
Rinzler: "...This way."

*Kana also gets off*
Kana: okay...

*He starts walking in the direction of the footsteps.*
Rinzler: ". . . I expected the mercenary to double-cross us at some point, but Paros...? I'd have never guessed it."

Kana: I never would have either!

Rinzler: ". . ."
*He continues walking*

*She follows*

*Paros stands there, their arms crossed*
Paros: "Look who it is."
*They look at Rinzler, and then at Kana*
Paros: "I'd have never expected it."
*The entire sentence was stressed. Wringed for every available drop of sarcasm and mockery of what they heard Rinzler say.*

Me: Tron and Lizzie together just makes it easier for us.
Kana: Tron and Lizzie are dead...

*Rinzler nods in agreement with Kana*
Paros: "No, they're f**king not."
Rinzler: "You saw them be derezzed."
Paros: "WRONG. You were repurposed. Apparently, my memories were modified."

Me: yeah your memories were now you!
*turns to Rinzler and Kana*
Me: stop being stubborn!

Rinzler: ". . ."
*Paros walks up to Rinzler and elbows him in the arm gently*
Paros: "Come on, old mates, are ya really that determined to stay like this forever? Some sort of perfection-loving attack dogs that only listen to Clu? I know the both of ya, you wouldn't want to be like this. In fact, ya would be horrified if you could see yourselves right now."

Kana: ...
Me: they would they really would.

Nyx: *mumbling* "I don't understand anything about this situation so I will be leAVING-"
*Rinzler quickly throws his disc directly at Nyx's head and Nyx ducks*
Nyx: "Woah, what the hell, Tron?"
Paros: "...Tron, Lizzie, just bloody listen to me. Neither of ya are who ya think ya are."

Kan's: for the last time Tron and Lizzie are both dead...
Me:that's not true!

*Rinzler looks at Paros*
Rinzler: "...Don't make me derezz you."
Paros: "Okay, first of all, I have several problems with that. You're willing to derezz one of your best friends if they get in your way? Tron wouldn't do that."
Rinzler: "I'm not Tron."
Paros: "You are. Stop fighting against what I'm saying. Instead, fight against your rewritten code, ya f**king c**t."

Me: yeah quit being a stubborn bitch and listen! You are Tron just think about it and try to remember!

Paros: "But hey, at least ya brought your, hmm, what should I say? Counterpart, here? It's just making things easier."
Rinzler: "Kana isn't my counterpart, Paros."
Paros: "There ya go, starting to sound more like yourself. That's a start."

Kana: I'm not his counterpart! He just needed my help!

Paros: *grins* "Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that. Tron came to YOU first when he needed help, correct? He could have looked for someone else to help him out. But no, he looked for you specifically."
*Rinzler crosses his arms, unimpressed.*

Kana: *She tries not to blush* T-Theres probably a good reason why...

Paros: "AHA! I tricked ya into not denying that he's Tron. You're also blushing, mate."

Kana: . . .
Me: HA got caught

Nyx: "...To be fair, Paros, you keep choosing to trust Ram with your kids. What's up with th-"
Paros: "First of all, I want my kids to be safe. I don't trust YOU because ya seem like a dumbarse. Secondly, shut up. I don't want repurposed Tron going after Ram, because he sure as hell knows that Ram helped me snap out of my repurposing- OH SHIT, TRON, NO!"
*Rinzler starts to track down Ram's footsteps, and Paros shoots him a withering glance, causing him to back away from what he was doing.*
Paros: "Mhm. That's right."

Me: maybe think before you say anything!

Nyx: "Sorry?!"
Paros: *annoyed* "Apology accepted. Anyways, Tron, ya better f**king snap out of it, because I'm not allowing ya to go after one of our friends."

*Kana disappears in the shadows*
Me: oh no you don't!
*I go after her and drag her out*

*Paros scoffs*
Paros: "The same as ever. Lizzie, mate, c'mon. Quit fighting against the truth."

Me: yeah and don't try to even get away this time
Kana: . . .

Paros: "Really, Lizzie? Ya don't have anything to say for yourself? And you too, Tron. Quit being silent, it's freaking me out."

Kana: . . .

Paros: *impatiently* “Come on, say something.”

Kana: *Shakes her head*

Paros: *sighs and looks over at Rinzler*
*Rinzler also shakes his head*
Paros: “F**k!”

Kana: *Smirks*

Paros: “F**k you.”

Me: they are using the silent treatment and it's working well and I kinda freaking out over here at the moment but I know how to make you talk
*Kana tilts her head*

Paros: “Do it, mate.”

Me: don't say anything if you actually believe us
Kana: ... *Mutters* Go***amn it...

Paros: "Ha! Tron, Lizzie, don't say anything if ya have feelings for each other."
Rinzler: !

Kana: Tron and Lizzie are both dead!
Me: I love this game! Hey I have an idea now!

Paros: "Wait, wait, hold on, notice how Tron didn't say anything?"

Me: Oh yeah!
Kana: *Face goes completely red*

Rinzler: "I don't-"
Paros: "Too late for that, mate."

Me: also notice how he didn't deny that he is Tron as well.

Paros: "We're getting close to fixing this."

Me: yeah!

Paros: "Look, Tr-"
*Rinzler quickly grabs his disc and launches himself at Paros, aiming to attack them, but they simply step out of the way*
Paros: "Rule number one, do not start a fight like that. Ya told me that yourself."

*Kana weaponizes her disc*
Me: I'm on Lizzie I know you don't want to do this!
Kana: you don't know what I want!
Me: Lizzie quit being so stubborn you know I'm right don't you?
Kana: ...

Paros: "Either way, neither of ya could derez us in a blink even if ya tried."
Rinzler: *gets up* "...Watch me."
Paros: "Tron, ya really want to derezz one of your best friends? That's not something ya would do, I assure ya."

Me: yeah I'm on guys we don't have to fight at all!

Rinzler: ". . ."
*He looks down, his circuitry slightly flickering white a few times*
Paros: "That's right, mate."

Me: yeah!
Kana: !

Paros: "See, Lizzie? He's Tron. You're Lizzie. Just bloody accept it."

Kana: ......
Me: see? now just put your disc down and accept it okay?
Kana: *she lowers her disc and her circuits flicker a little bit*

*Rinzler's, or rather, Tron's, circuitry stops flickering, returning to its normal white color. He looks around and removes his helmet.*
Paros: "Great to have ya back, mate."
Tron: "What happened? And what's going on with Lizzie?"
Paros: "Long story that an old friend of ours and I will explain once Lizzie's fully back."

*Her circuits stop flickering and go to white*
Me: yeah Lizzie is back!
Lizzie: W-What... What happened?
Me: We are going to explain it

Paros: "I'll be right back, I'm going to go get someone real quick, because I don't remember all of it myself."
*Paros walks off*

Me: okay!

*Paros soon returns with Ram, who is holding Macchiato and being followed by Bit and Byte*
Tron: "...Ram's alive?"
Paros: "I asked the same thing when I saw him, mate. But, we should probably explain..."
*Paros, with Ram's help, explains what happened to Tron and Lizzie.*

Lizzie: oh...
Me: yeah.

Tron: "That's..."
Paros: "Not good. I know. But you're back, and that's what matters."
*Paros hugs Tron and Lizzie*

Lizzie: *Nods*
Me: alright one out of many other problems solved

Paros: “Yep. Oh, yeah. Tron, Lizzie, don't say anything if ya have feelings for each other."
Tron: *extremely confused* “What?”

Lizzie: huh?
Me: *Giggles*

Paros:

Me: no lets play this game I have an idea

Paros: “What?”

Me: Okay *Whispers to Paros* lets tell them to say nothing to so many things that they would say something until they get used to it and then ask “say something if you have feelings for eachother” they would be used to saying something that they would to the question.

*Paros nods, grinning*
Paros: "Got it."

Me: *smiles*

Paros: “Hmm. Alright. Stay quiet if ya’ve met my kids.”
*Tron nods*

*Lizzie also nods*
Me: okay stay quiet if you are friends with Paros
*Lizzie nods and stays silent*

*Tron also nods*
Byte: “Can I join in?”
Paros: “Yeah, sure, go on ahead.”
Byte: “Stay quiet if you think Paros and Ram are counterparts!”
Paros: ! “That’s enough from you, go on, go on.”
Byte: :(
*Byte walks back over to Bit*

*Lizzie stays silent and tries not to laugh*
Me: hey good job Byte that was a good one

*Byte laughs and Paros rolls their eyes*
Paros: “Alright, alright, next thing. Stay quiet if ya were repurposed.”
Tron: “. . .”

*Lizzie stays quiet and looks down*

Paros: “…”
*Tron puts his hand on Lizzie’s shoulder*
Byte: “…Stay quiet if-“
Paros: “I told ya, that’s enough.”

Me: okay stay quiet if you have a disc
*Lizzie stays silent*

*Tron crosses his arms, clearly not seeing the point in this*

Me: okay stay silent if you have feelings for each other
*Lizzie stays silent*

*Tron also stays silent, and Paros bursts out laughing*
Tron: ! “…Wait, what? What did she say?”
Paros: *laughing too hard to even talk*

Me: *also starts laughing*
Lizzie: what is it?
Me: I said *giggles* stay silent if you have feelings for each other
*Lizzies face goes bright red*

*Tron facepalms*
Paros: *laughs* “The look on your faces once ya both were told what the User said! Bloody priceless!”
Tron: *trying to get back at Paros* “Say, Paros, did anything happen between you and Ram earlier?”
Paros: *crosses their arms* “Nope!”

Me: actually yes! And Paros if you want me not to say you have to pay me not to the price can be your choice

Tron: “No, no, I want to hear about this.”
Paros: “TRON, YA BLOODY BASTARD! Avery, I’ll pay y- What is it, Bit?”
*Bit tugs on Paros’s cape*

Me: hm?

*Bit tries to get Macchiato to come over to them*

*Macchiato runs over and Meows happily*
Me: *Whispers to Tron* Paros decided to kiss Ram

(bit on their way to distract paros long enough for you to tell tron: ) https://i.imgflip.com/7jliie.gif

(XD)

Paros: ! “I BLOODY HEARD THAT!”
Tron: “Thank you, Bit.”
*Bit nods, grinning and petting Macchiato*

Me: didn't pay fast enough mate *Smirks*
*Macchiato purrs and rubs against Bit*

Paros: “Look. I WASN’T THINKING WHEN I DID THAT.”
Byte: “Seemed genuine, though.”
Paros: “I’ve heard enough from ya for now, Byte…” *They sigh* “Even my own children are going against me!”

Me: well for me it's payback cuz I mean I'm going to have to explain a few things to my parents now.

Paros: “Whaddaya mean?”

Me: *sighs* Nevermind you don't remember and I can't hold on to it forever

Paros: “Was this while I was repurposed? If I hurt ya, I’m sorry, mate.”

Me: no it's okay I mean I know you wouldn't actually want to harm me.

Paros: “. . .”
*They look down*
Ram: “Hey, it’s okay, Paros. You heard her.”
*He walks up to Paros and hugs them, and it takes Paros a moment to completely register the hug and accept it*

Me: But hey it's all over now!

Paros: “…Yeah.”
Ram: “You were going to bring me to Clu to repurpose me, you know that?”
*Paros lets go of Ram*
Paros: “I 𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏.”

Me: yup that's true.

*Paros shakes their head in pure disbelief*
Ram: “But you didn’t.”
Paros: “Thank goodness I didn’t.”

Me: Yeah..... I need to go now I am going to go help others.

*Paros nods, leaning their head into Ram’s shoulder, and Tron side-eyes them.*
Tron: “Just friends, hmm?”
Paros: “Shut up it’s all platonic”

Me: hey you're the one to talk Tron anyway I'm off
*I walk off to look for Ismogen*

*So far, nothing.*

Me: hmm where could you be

(Hint: Ismogen tends to terrorize crowded places)

(thanks)
Me: hmm maybe I should go somewhere else that's more crowded
*I walk around*

*You eventually come across a small club. Ismogen stands right outside, just about to go in.*

Me: *Tries to sneak up to her*

*Ismogen turns around.*
Ismogen: *coldly* “Greetings, program.”

Me: oh hi...

Ismogen: “And may I ask what you’re doing in a place like this?”

Me: looking for you actually

Ismogen: “Ah, I see. Well, you won’t stop me. There’s supposedly an ISO here who needs infecting.”
*She walks right into the club, armed with her disc*

*I follow*
Me: Don’t you dare!

Ismogen: “Do I look as if I’ll listen to your futile attempts to prevent me from fufilling my purpose?”
*She disappears into the crowd of programs, searching for Alina.*

Me: Go***amn it well so long that plan... If I find Alina first then I can help her out!
*I also search for Alina*

*A scream cuts through the sound of the loud music, which quickly quiets down to silence.*

Me: that's not good
*I rush over to where the screaming was*

*Ismogen has derezzed a program, and is holding her disc to Alina’s neck. Ismogen looks back at you.*
Ismogen: “Don’t make one move, and I’ll scratch her, thus infecting her.”

*Alina is shaking and looks terrified*
Me: damn it...

*Phantom runs up*
Phantom: “Woah, woah, what the absolute F**K is going on here?!”
*Ismogen glares at him, and he comes to a stop*
Phantom: “What the hell are you doing?”
Ismogen: “I could ask the same of you.”
Phantom: “I’m just trying to do my f**king job and make a f**king living. Now, answer me.”
Ismogen: “…If either of you make one move I can and will do much worse than just infect her. I’ll leave her without any memories of who she was.”

*She starts shaking more and tries to get away*
Me: *Smirks* I can get help without even moving you know?

*Ismogen quickly looks back at Alina and cuts her with the disc. It’s a small scratch, but enough to start working within the next millicycle (8 hours). Ismogen, satisfied, laughs hysterically and starts walking away, but she stops.*
Ismogen: “Oh, and don’t think about getting a medic. Not only will that not work, sealing the wound will just make the virus take over her code quicker.”
*Ismogen walks out of the club*
Phantom: “Oh. O-oh merde.”
*He runs up to Alina*
Phantom: “You okay?”

*Alina just starts shaking*
Me: Good damn it!

*Phantom, visibly concerned, looks over at you.*
Phantom: “Is there any way we can help her? Someone else on the Grid, becoming like… THAT? I just…”
*He shakes his head*

Me: there is a way and I can have my friend help but I think it's best to get Ismogen first before they kill someone else.
*Alina nods*
Me: but don't worry I will make sure that it's gone

*Phantom looks at Alina*
Phantom: “Uh, i-it’ll be okay.”

*She jumps a bit*
Me: she's a bit nervous around people

Phantom: “Oh, sorry-“

Alina: N-N-No need t-to apologize!
*Her face goes bright red out of embarrassment*

Phantom: *mumbling* “Pourtant, désolé.”

Me: Just kiss already

Phantom: “Huh????”
*He pulls his scarf up to cover his whole face, clearly embarrased*

*Her face goes redder*
Me: hehehe had to cause some chaos anyways I'll be back shortly after I help Ismogen shouldn't take long
*I walk off*

Phantom: “Wait, Ismogen? Wasn’t that Artois’s friend who got them a job at End of Line?”

Me: that would unfortunately be correct

Phantom: “Damn.”

Me: just don't tell them if they haven't found out okay?

Phantom: “I haven’t seen Artois in a few cycles, so I wouldn’t know where the hell they are anyway.”
*He shrugs*

Me: ah okay but still I am off.
*I walk away and Alina also walks away into the crowd*
(she's gonna be so stressed to the point of a mental breakdown)

*Phantom looks at Alina, seriously visibly concerned.*

*She sighs and just stands in a corner hoping o be unnoticed*

*Phantom walks over to her*
Phantom: “Look, uh, I don’t- I don’t think I caught your name? I’m Phantom, by the way.”

Alina: I-I'm Alina... *Her face goes red out of embarrassment*

Phantom: “Enchantée, Alina.”
*He bows and straightens himself back up, then proceeds to trip over a random person’s foot.*
Phantom: *mumbling* “Zut alors.”
*He gets up and dusts himself off*

Alina: *Starts shaking like Komi* A-Are you o-o-okay?

*He nods.*

Alina: t-t-that's g-g-g-good.

Phantom: “But what about you? After the whole…”
*He sighs*
Phantom: “To think my only friend used to know Ismogen. It’s f**king insane. And then she goes ahead and attacks someone innocent. Why was she after you?”

Alina: *Looks down* I-I don't k-k-know I-I d-d-don't e-even kn-know them so I-I d-don't k-know if it's s-something I did...

Phantom: “Hmm.”
*He looks around and lowers his voice, just in case someone on Clu’s side is to hear*
Phantom: *quietly* “I heard ISOs infected with the Abraxas Virus tend to go after other ISOs? I might be wrong… Are you…?”
*His voice trails off, and he shakes his head*
Phantom: “Don’t answer that. I don’t want you getting hurt further. If someone who sides with Clu is here, then you could probably be derezzed, and I don’t want that.”

Alina: *nods*

*He sighs*
Phantom: “I guess we just wait… If anything starts to feel off at all, just tell me. I’ll let the club manager know, we’ll get everyone evacuated…”
*He crosses his arms and leans against a wall.*

*she nods again and looks away a bit flustered*

Phantom: “…”
*He looks down.*

Alina: ?

*Phantom looks back at Alina*
Phantom: “Oh, uh, sorry. I’m not really great at starting conversations. Or really talking to anyone, for that matter.”

Alina: *Nods* s-s-same with m-m-me but bayou c-c-could improbably tell

Phantom: “…You’re decent at socializing.”

Alina: *smiles slightly* N-N-Not really

Phantom: “Better than how I used to socialize a few cycles back. Which is, to say, I didn’t.”
*He grins sheepishly*

Alina: I-I also u-used to be like t-that

Phantom: “Let me guess, letting others do the talking, being alone when you can, all that other stuff?”

Alina: I-It w-was always j-j-just me...

Phantom: “…Oh.”

Alina: *looks down*

Phantom: “…Hey, it- It’s okay.” *He facepalms* “…I mean, it’s not, but it.. You get what I’m saying.”

Alina: *giggles a little bit*

Phantom: “What?”

Alina: N-N-Nothing

Phantom: “Sorry if I’m acting awkward, I’m still getting used to socializing.”

Alina: Y-Your not making this awkward! T-This is the most I-I have a-a-a-actually talked to s-someone

*Phantom smiles and looks away*
Phantom: “Dunno why you’d want to actually talk to me, though. You could have just ignored me.”

Alina: b-but that w-w-would behave b-b-been r-rude

Phantom: “At this point, I don’t care if people are rude to me or not. It just shows me who to avoid and who I can talk to.”

Alina: j-just like h-how y-y-you didn't h-h-have to check o-on m-m-me

Phantom: “I felt that I had to, though. I don’t think anyone would be okay after that, and doesn’t matter who it is, if I see someone deal with something as bad as that, I want to be there for them.”

Alina: *Smiles*

*Phantom smiles back*

Alina: *Starts blushing a little bit*

Phantom: “…”
*He awkwardly looks away*

Alina: *Also looks away*

Phantom: “…I, uh.. Sorry. I'm not so good at holding conversations.”
*He mutters multiple French curse words under his breath.*

Alina: I-Its okay! I-Im s-surprised t-that y-y-you still stayed o-over here

Phantom: “I’m surprised that you’re even listening to me.”

Alina: w-why w-w-wouldnt I-I?

*Phantom shrugs*
Phantom: “Most people don’t. Or, didn’t, rather. Back when I was in a musical duo with my friend Artois, they did all the talking. On the rare occasions that I said something, most people didn’t really listen. The people that DID listen? A bunch of drunk girls.”
*He scoffs*

Alina: W-Well I-I w-w-wish I-I was there I-I-I would have listened t-to you.

*He smiles shyly and looks down*
Phantom: "Eh, it's fine, I'm just glad I even met you. Although the circumstances under which we met aren't the greatest, I'm still glad."

Alina: *nods*

*He stops leaning against the wall*
Phantom: "...I'm going to go get a drink. You want anything?"

*she shakes her head*

*Phantom nods and walks off*

Alina: *sighs*

*A few minutes later, Phantom hasn't come back.*

Alina: ? *She gets up and looks for him*

*He's at a table, sitting alone and talking to himself in French. Although Alina may not know French, she can tell that Phantom's speech sounds slurred, as if he's drunk. In fact, he probably is.*

Alina: H-Hey a-a-are you o-o-okay?

*Phantom looks up at Alina, surprised that she found him*

Alina: *She starts shaking like Komi thinking that she said something wrong*

Phantom: *slightly worried* "Est-ce que ça va?"

Alina: I-I don't u-u-understand w-what you a-a-are saying.

*Phantom sighs*
Phantom: "Je suis désolé, je pense que je suis ivre..."

Alina: ?

Phantom: ". . ."

Alina: A-Are you d-d-drunk?

*Phantom shrugs*

Alina: How m-m-much d-did y-y-you drink?

*He shrugs again*

Alina: o-oh dear

*Phantom sighs and gets up, then immediately trips over the chair*
Phantom: "MERDE!"

Alina: ! *she rushes over and tries to help him stand up*

*Phantom gets up, dusting himself off and smiling at Alina thankfully*

Alina: A-A-Are you o-okay?

*He nods, and then looks away, his face going slightly red*
Phantom: "T-tu es magnifique, au fait..."

Alina: I-I'm s-s-sorry I-I s-still don't k-know what y-your saying

*Phantom facepalms*

Alina: I-I'm s-s-sorry!

*Phantom smiles reassuringly, as if to say "It's okay."*

Alina: *Smiles back*

Phantom: "..."
*He looks down*

Alina: A-Are you o-okay?

*He grins and shrugs. Hell if he knows.*

Alina: o-okay then

Phantom: ". . ."
*He stops smiling, and shakes his head*

Alina: oh y-y-your not o-okay?

*Phantom looks down and nods, mumbling something*

Alina: ?

Phantom: “. . .”
*He seems slightly upset that Alina doesn’t understand him.*

Alina: I wish I-I-I could u-understand what y-you are saying... O-Or w-what I could do t-to h-help y-y-you

*Phantom sighs and nods*

Alina: m-maybe w-w-we can find a-a way where y-y-you can say s-something and I-I can u-u-understand!

*Phantom tilts his head, interested.*

Alina: m-maybe y-y-you could write I-it down?

*Phantom nods, pulling a pen out of his pocket and looking around for a piece of paper*

Alina: oh!
*She gets out a piece of paper and hands it over to Phantom*

*Phantom starts writing. His handwriting is absolutely terrible, but just barely legible. The piece of paper now reads (albeit with multiple spelling mistakes, considering he’s drunk), “When I said, “tu es magnifique” earlier, that meant “you’re beautiful”. Also, I don’t even know if my handwriting looks okay, is it too messy?”*

Alina: *she starts blushing* I-It’s not t-too m-m-messy

*Phantom grins goofily and writes something else. “Thank the Users.” He glances at Alina and starts to write something else down, but shakes his head and crosses it out.*

Alina: w-w-what were you g-g-going to w-write down?

*He quickly writes, “Nothing.”*

Alina: o-oh o-okay!

Phantom: “…”

Alina: *she blushes thinking about what he wrote down*

*Phantom glances at Alina and smiles sheepishly, writing down, “If you’re thinking about what I said, it’s true though.”*

Alina: *her face goes red* N-No it's n-n-not.

*Phantom writes, “Yes it is.”*

Alina: *Smiles* T-Thank you

*Phantom smiles back*

Alina: *Her face goes more red*

*Phantom gets up and then trips over his chair. Again. He sighs, gets off of the ground, and sits back down, writing, “It is NOT my fault that I’m falling for you, I keep tripping over my f**king chair.”*

Alina: a-a-are you okay t-though?

*He nods*

Alina: g-good that's a-all that m-m-matters.

*Phantom smiles sheepishly and writes, “I am never getting drunk again. I hate this. Paired with how tired I am usually? Users, help me, I feel like I’m gonna pass out at any given moment”. Realizing he said too much, Phantom looks at what he wrote and quickly crosses out what he said about being tired and feeling like he was going to fall asleep.*

Alina: w-well i-if you do fall asleep I-I would m-m-make sure y-you wouldn't g-g-get hurt

*Phantom writes, “I’m not going to fall asleep. Don’t worry.”*

Alina: o-oh okay!

*Phantom looks at Alina for a second, and is about to write something down, but he stops. Then he writes “shit I forgot what I was going to write”*

Alina: *Smiles* t-that’s o-o-okay just try t-to remember.

*Phantom writes, “I’ll try”*

Alina: w-w-what’s the last t-t-thing you remember

*He shrugs, and writes, “I don’t know it’ll come back to me at some point”*

Alina: *Nods*

*Phantom writes down, “I think it’s starting to wear off, though”. His handwriting is starting to look slightly more legible.*

Alina: o-o-oh that’s g-good!

*Phantom nods*

Alina: *smiles*

*Phantom smiles back and writes, “But really though if I trip again just know that I’m falling for you”.*

Alina: *Starts blushing*

*Phantom grins*

Alina: S-Still be c-careful okay?

*He nods*

Alina: I-I don’t want t-t-to see you get hurt

*Phantom smiles and writes “I’ll be fine.”*

Alina: g-g-good

*Phantom sighs and writes, “It’s you, however, we both should be worried about. You know, the infection from earlier, what happens when it completely takes over your code? I don’t want to lose you.”*

Alina: I…I d-don’t want it t-to happen e-e-either…

*Phantom grabs Alina’s hand and looks at her, about to say something, but he realizes he’s about to say it in French and lets go of Alina’s hand, writing, “As I said before I got drunk, let me know if anything starts to feel off.”*

Alina: *Nods*

*Phantom starts to doze off, and a few minutes later, I walk up and tap him on the shoulder. He immediately bolts upright, startled*
Phantom: “Huh, wha- Did I fall asleep?!”
Me: “Yes, you did.”
Phantom: *mumbling* “Please tell me I imagined being drunk and trying to flirt with Alina…”

Alina: *Shakes her head*

Phantom: “Ah, merde. Of course. And I’m guessing this headache is a hangover. Oh, Users…”
Me: “It’ll be gone soon, man. Anyways, Alina. Avery told me that you were infected by Ismogen. I can fix that pretty quickly.”
Phantom: “You’re the friend that she was talking about…?”
Me: “Yep. Greetings, programs.”

Alina: Y-You can? R-R-Really?!

Me: “My friend, I may not be Flynn himself, but I am still a User.”

Alina: o-oh! O-o-okay then!

Phantom: “Hey, since you’re a User, once you fix the Abraxas Virus thing, you think you could fix something for me?”
Me: *sigh* “If this is what I think it is, I’ve already tried before. It’s impossible to fix. Sorry, dude.”
Phantom: “Zut alors…”
Me: “Yeah, I know. I wish I could do something about it, but I can’t.”

Alina: *Tilts her head in confusion*

*I look at Phantom*
Me: “She’s not going to think you’re a freak, just letting you know. Quit hiding behind your façade.”
Phantom: “Please stop talking about this.”
Me: “Just f**king tell her. She deserves to know.”
Phantom: *sighs* “Fine.”
*He looks at Alina*
Phantom: “I… sort of have a defect in my code that makes me tired all the time… Don’t worry, I get sleep.”
*I glance at Phantom*
Phantom: “…OKAY, maybe I don’t get sleep, but I’m fine. I’m okay.”

Alina: y-y-you should get s-s-some sleep though.

Phantom: “I’m okay, don’t worry.”
Me: “Anyways. Alina, hand me your disc real quick so I can get rid of the Virus.”

Alina: *Nods and hands you her disc*

*I start recoding it*
Phantom: "Damn. You really are a User."
Me: "I know. But maybe quiet down a bit? Clu's still around, and he still has an entire army of programs rectified to work for him. Avery took care of a few of them, but there's still an entire army out there, and a few of those programs could be here. Once he figures out two Users are here, he's going to stop at nothing to kill us. Especially since we don't use the portals. We're useless to his eventual plan to take over the real world, so, y'know..."

Alina: Oh w-w-well thank y-you for helping m-m-me

Me: "No problem."

Alina: *smiles* I-It'll be o-o-over soon.

*I continue recoding*
Phantom: "Do you at least think you could TRY to look back at my defect and see if you can pinpoint the problem?"
Me: "I can try."

Alina: I-I'm s-s-sure that t-they can help y-you

Me: "As I said, I can try."
*I hand Alina her disc back*

Alina: T-Thank y-y-you! *she puts her disc back*

Me: "No problem."
*I grab Phantom's disc and take a look at the code, seeing if I can pinpoint the exact problem*
Me: "Hmm."
*Phantom sighs*

Alina: *Holds Phantom's hand trying to reassure them*

*Phantom flinches, surprised*

Alina: *Jumps a bit and takes her hand away* I-I'm s-s-sorry!

Phantom: *slightly red* "N-no, it's okay, I was just surprised."
*Phantom holds Alina's hand again*

Alin: *Her face goes red*

Me: "Goddammit, just kiss already."
Phantom: *bright red* "Th-that's the second time now that someone's said that!"

Alina: *her face goes redder* Y-Y-Yeah i-it i-i-is!

Me: *grins* "I'm assuming Avery said it first."
Phantom: "Yeah-"
*Phantom basically starts hiding in his scarf*

Alina: *nods*

Phantom: ". . ."
Me: "Hmm. I can't pinpoint the problem, man. I'm still a kid, not as good of a programmer as Flynn was. Sorry."
*I put Phantom's disc on his back and he frustratedly leans back in his chair, staring at the ceiling, muttering multiple French curse words*

Alina: *She looks at him concerned* H-Hey i-i-it'll be okay!