Archival Science in a Post-War Simulation


Archival Science Databanks

Communications intercept. Transmission detected Tue 11th of Sep 2007 at 09:03 AM by Othinn. Communique follows:



*Pickup important intel from a bluepill.*


Tyndall: Greetings, friend of Zion. We need your help to recover data from a couple bluepills who were previously watched by Agents. Both of them have information about an aspect of the Matrix we desperately need intel on.

We need you to go to their locations, meet them and receive a piece of data from each. One you have all of the data, you will upload them through a hardline.

Operator: Get the Access Codes from Bryce Giggleman per Tyndall's request.

Samual Friesen: Someone didn't refill the coffee maker again! I just hate that!

Samual Friesen: It was you, wasn't it? You're getting on my bad side!

Esta Johnson: You should talk to Bryce.

Steven Firden: I'm sorry. I'm really busy right now.

Steven Firden: I said I'm busy! Go away!

Clorinda Salcedo: Good day to you.

Clorinda Salcedo: Are you the new hire?

Bryce Giggleman: You must be Liosazer. Looking for the access code, right?

Operator: Access Codes delivered!

Operator: Move to the second bluepill's location. I will update you with the address.

Bryce Giggleman: Now... be gone! I have business to take care of...

Esta Johnson: See ya 'round.

Tyndall: Be on the watch for Exiles attackers. Any programs you run into during this data extraction are probably against our efforts.

Operator: I'm detecting additional forces on the premises. We still need to locate Delores Junge, but be on the look out for hostiles.

Operator: This is bad... It looks like the Exiles got to Delores Junge... Search her body and see if she still has the information we seek on her.

Operator: This should be what we're looking for.

Tyndall: I'm going over the information that you've found so far. All I'm getting out of this is a name and an address. We'll need you to investigate this. The address is being sent to you now.

Operator: I hope that this is your final stop. We're looking for a Mr. Rudy Boon. Speak with him and pick up any data that he might have for you.

Rudy Boon: Delores is dead, you say? Oh no! This is horrible... Let me compose myself... Listen, Delores had something of hers that she wanted me to hold onto in case something happened to her. She said that if anyone comes around looking for her, dressed like yourself, to give you the data. It's in the Filing Cabinet in the bedroom.

Rudy Boon: Delores... I'll miss you.

Operator: That must be it. Upload it to me now.

Operator: I'm pulling the files up now. That's it. Perfect.

Tyndall: You have done well, Warrior. I am proud to see you within the ranks of the Zion Military.
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