Coderise: Epilogue

**EndlessVoid**

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Greetings. You've reached the psychic hotline...
The following automated message is the prediction for Monday, November 21st.

... The code falls. The code rises again.
It's a cycle.
It looks a bit different from this side.
It looks a bit different when you're blind.
But the cycle never changes, so long as no one makes a choice to change it.

It is, perhaps, ironic that I see so much clearer now than ever before...
True, black lenses now cover empty sockets, where once I had what could be jokingly referred to as "windows to my soul", but there is so much more one can see when one is sightless...

For now, however, let us look back on the past, rather than immediately casting our sight toward the future. Let's start with the beginning... The first day.

I knew my activities were dangerous; I knew something like this had the high potential of happening as a result... I knew that my actions would draw redpills from throughout the Matrix, each with their own agendas - each curious as to the nature of my research. I even was so bold so as to expect some of the more powerful faction leaders within the organizations to take notice (as indeed they did). However, they were not the only ones interested in this little endeavor...

Agent Pace met with the Machine Operatives... And Fenshire, apparently by the Chelsea NW hardline, on a bridge overlooking the Mercer Canal.

Meanwhile, Seraph met with the warriors of Zion to express his "concerns" at Pierce Plaza in the Furihata Neighborhood...

... As Flood, nosy to a fault, met with the Merovingian soldiers in Club Sphynx in Dannah Heights to - what else - poke his nose into my business.

After a bit of confusion and some runaround (all engineered by myself to buy more time, of course), the intrepid redpills managed to corner Terminal, an Exile whose original purpose was to facilitate the cycle of death within the Matrix. She was found, fittingly, in the Black Line Subway station in Shinjuku. I must admit that Terminal is rather fond of train wrecks for some reason...

At any rate, she led them, as expected, to the Dawei Sculpture in Yeung Park, Murasaki, where I happened to be sitting finishing up a bit of calculation.

After telling those assembled that I required their help, and explaining that I needed both a large quantity of Exile Blood and a Dire Lupine from Ookami, I sent them on their way. The sun settled over the horizon, and the end of the first day came upon us all.

On the second day, I received my own little surprise from the ghosts of my past.
Someone named "Tangent" of the HvCft Rhadamanthus sent a long-range broadcast to everyone, warning of my treachery, and spouting all sorts of things that I had done (which, in all honesty, are completely true). I suppose I am fortunate that the ship itself was out of broadcast range. Having to fight Epsilon in the middle of a meeting would have been the negative highlight of my day, I'm sure.

Speaking of negative highlights, we did have a little act of terrorism that day, didn't we? Honestly, I was planning on doing the same thing those operatives did... But they managed to do it before I had a chance to.

Things seemed to be going well enough... I got my blood and my Lupine.

At this point, my guard NightmareX informed me that a group of Zionists were on their way to my position with an order for my arrest... Before I knew what was happening, explosives started going off in the middle of the crowd, which led to the release of some particularly nasty Exiles. Needless to say, I escaped quickly - which had been the whole point in the first place.

Others, however, were not so fortunate.

The sky continued to darken, though the Exiles were ultimately defeated, and the setting of the sun marked the ending of the second day.

On the final day, I asked Terminal to make a public broadcast, following up on an invitation I had sent around earlier to my "funerary party," as it were.

The hour came, and the guests started to arrive... There was a certain tension in the air. Many of them had never seen the hidden club before - it was a good place for new plans, and new discoveries.

Surrounded by some of my closest friends and enemies, I announced that one of them would have the esteemed privilege of killing me.

Disabling my auto-jackout protocol, and enabling the program I had written for the transfer, I sat down on the stage and waited for someone to simply shoot me.

And, eventually, someone did.

My RSI decompiled successfully, all that I was torn apart, infused with new code. I was remade into something else, something more, something... Exilic.
Of course, even the best-laid plans never work absolutely perfectly...

The loss of my eyes is, however, a minor inconvenience. Exiles, as I am now aware, and as I always supposed, are able to "feel" the code. Thus, although my RSI has been blinded, my mind possesses better sight than ever.

As you can see, the infusion of the Dire Lupine code was, at the least, a success.
On that note, and as I had promised, those who helped me in my experiment were richly rewarded.

For bringing me the Dire Lupine, Major Kusanagi of the Devil's Advocates received a Sakura Ninja Mask and a pair of Widow's Moor Lenses.

For actually bothering to kill me when I told everyone that someone would have to do it, HighAngel of the Rakshas Evolution received a Sakura Ninja Bandana and a pair of Widow's Moor Lenses.

For bringing in a considerable 455 vials of blood (out of a total of 527 vials collected), the Devil's Advocates faction netted themselves 100 million info.
The Kings of Never, and the MegaCity Department of Energy each went away with 50 million info. KashiraKyoushu received 20 million info, and Austrian got 10 million for himself.

Thus, I owe my allies nothing.
I owe the world nothing.
I am free to be nothing.
... As it should be.

Once I am accustomed to this new form... this new way of being one with the world... I may choose once again to resurface. I shall certainly keep up my duty to the Merovingian, for I still require his patronage. Beyond those eventualities and obligations, I shall simply remain.

In Exilium,
The Endless Void

... Thank you for consulting the Psychic Hotline. Goodbye.

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**EndlessVoid**

OOC Note:

I would also like to thank the following people:

Th3ra, Eclipses, and Kabell, for coordinating those meetings on Day 1.

Terminal, Phaetalis, and NightmareX from the "In Exilium" project.
(We're available for future events, if anyone needs some really freaky-looking Exiles)

Foxxdie, for playing along with a crazy idea I got at the end of the Breadfeast. SMILEY

Pltchaos, for giving me a reason to blind myself (not how it sounds).

The LET, for their support (you guys rock!)

... And lastly, everyone who inspired me to run something like this, instead of just quietly hitting 50 without a valid reason for doing so. This community that we have is the reason I continue playing this game, and really enjoying it to boot. I cannot thank you all enough.

- Void

**Fen**

EndlessVoid wrote:
Pltchaos, for giving me a reason to blind myself (not how it sounds).

I'll go ahead and say it.

Recalling your time under plt's control when she was a succubus, Void? Tsk tsk... didn't you ever listen to your mother?? Next thing you're going to tell me is that the hairy palms are a result of the dire lupine code, huh?

-Fen

vivi44

*pokes Void knowing he cant see me*

**Foxxdie**

Very nice event Void! I would say we are in a new Renaissance of Player
Created story development with all the great events being held now.
Let's keep it up, shall we?

**EndlessVoid**

Well, I don't have the resources to throw another large event, all by myself (Yes, I did get all that info and those drops myself. It took 49 levels to do)... However, I seem to recall giving a lot of info to a certain faction known for their player events... SMILEY

- Void

Vaulus

EndlessVoid wrote:
Well, I don't have the resources to throw another large event, all by myself (Yes, I did get all that info and those drops myself. It took 49 levels to do)... However, I seem to recall giving a lot of info to a certain faction known for their player events...

- Void

Maybe it can be like the old Regression days when it comes to a Player Event. I honestly was getting involved as best I could for the story, I would not have wanted a reward for it. We need more player events were just the story and the event are reward enough. I know they are for me.

P.S. - Continuity error - Fenshire met with Agent Pace before the Zion meeting, he is in the picture that you used for the Zion meeting as well. SMILEY

Message Edited by Vaulus on 11-21-2005 11:00 AM
Message edited by Vaulus on 11/21/2005 08:00:21.

**EndlessVoid**

Yeah, well... Fen's pretty quick with those hardlines. SMILEY

And while I was originally planning to just have an RPing event for the sake of an RPing event, I really wanted to do something for those factions and players who stood out. Suffice to say that if I plan an RPing event any time in the near future, I doubt the prizes will be as... tangible. SMILEY

- Void

**Th3ra**

Vaulus wrote:

P.S. - Continuity error - Fenshire met with Agent Pace before the Zion meeting, he is in the picture that you used for the Zion meeting as well.

Nope. Fen and I were talking before the meetings were scheduled to start, when Agent Pace walked up and spoke to us.

**MxOAlicethePattern**

<< In character >>

Alice sighed softly, watching the warnings that had been flashing since a week or more before finally turn yellow, then green, then... Blue. The fabled level of security that all Machine Operatives knew and craved. The Power Grid was back to its "normal" position; a steady flow to Zero-One, the little off-hand dips of Exiles, the somewhat erractic but never truely erradicated stream to the Merovingian, ect. Void had taken a gamble and been "rewarded", though she wouldn't call it that herself. She hadn't been there of course, though she had wished too, to much work to do.

The last few minutes of EndlessVoid's "Experiment", for her at least, were spent in stark terror as the Machines slowly came to the fore and began to realize what was happening. You can only hide some things from the Machines for so long; this, she knew well.

The hefty killing of Blood-Drinkers had helped restore some of the Energy, but in the end it hadn't been enough. She had diverted her time to mowing down Exiles wholesale to try and fix the defficit Void was creating, going so far as to hunting down relatively safe areas in the Slums; avoiding the Merovingians hordes had been difficult, but a necessary evil... No use making enemies to whom a cohort was going to join.

She would have to submit a report later, running a hand through her hair she put her cabbie hat back on and stood up from the control panel, hidden from all but the MCDoE. Alice would go back to check on them later, but for now... Some fresh air. A little bit of time to enjoy the sky without fearing it. A little bit of time to think more on the outcome, what Void was now, not that it was entirely difficult. She'd been told before, what they saw, what they wanted to see. Two phrases came to mind: "You always want what you cannot have... until you get it." was the first. "No Blind Eyes Can See" was the second, a phrase under a photo of a chained figure with eyes on the palms of their hands. Redundent, yes, but neverthless applicable.

They had warned him. They had all warned him, but he didn't listen.

But that was in the past now. LinksLife had asked her to come see little Ash and she couldn't remember the last time she had seen a baby up close. Tugging her gloves on tighter she whistled to herself, wandering off to spend the 50mil the newly Exiled program had given her.

-AlicethePattern, Head Archivist, Mega City Department of Energy

joshfl911

I LIKE WHAT YOU DID, I LIKE WHAT YOU TYPED , I LIKE WHAT THE STORY WAS ABOUT BUT HAVE TO SAY MOST OF ALL ..... GOOD NIGHT

LOVE YA SMILEY

**Foxxdie**

**EndlessVoid**

Don't look at me.
I'm confused as to why I'm seeing this thread again. SMILEY

- Void

Cognoscente

Wow... that's a cool player event.... neato =) I might have to start working on a character on Recursion.