Voltman stretched as he stepped off of the river, listening to the gurgling of the water now that the viruses had been taken care of. The creaks of the wood broke the stillness of the scene as he went to cross the river properly, the dilapidated bridge managing to hold steady under his weight.
Beneath the facemask you could almost make out a small smile as he marked a brisk pace through the rest of the clearing. "You know there's something to be said for these outdated areas. It's practically wilderness. Like a, uh... a park, I guess?"
Julian's screen popped up, his expression deadpan. "A park? A literal walk in the park, you're comparing it to now." He shook his head, his mouse wheel clicking lightly as he scrolled through available data about the Yoka Rogue Net. "This place is more like an abandoned city than a park, Volt. Entire zones made obsolete years ahead of schedule. And instead of spending the time to work it together and just rebuild, they just thought it was cheaper to literally bury it and leave it be." His chair let out a groan as he sat back, his hands crossed behind his head. "It's a breeding ground. They just ignored the problem and moved on, and while I can appreciate an area to fish for viruses, this can't be healthy for the upper nets."
Voltman shrugged, absentmindedly kicking a rock as he kept walking. "I mean I get it, Jules, but most of our systems are just held up with sticks and wire behind the scenes anyway. That's how software's always been. It's just that before the net..." He kicked a nearby piece of wood, the rotted timber giving way and spreading a cloud of dust into the air "...we couldn't literally see the old stuff rotting away."
Minutes passed as they continued talking idly, making minor folder changes and walking a straight line across the abandoned network. There were always more viruses to find, more money to be made, more chips to collect, and Voltman was finally enjoying a chance to stretch and do all of it.
(Battle 2)
posted in Yoka Rogue Net •
Beneath the facemask you could almost make out a small smile as he marked a brisk pace through the rest of the clearing. "You know there's something to be said for these outdated areas. It's practically wilderness. Like a, uh... a park, I guess?"
Julian's screen popped up, his expression deadpan. "A park? A literal walk in the park, you're comparing it to now." He shook his head, his mouse wheel clicking lightly as he scrolled through available data about the Yoka Rogue Net. "This place is more like an abandoned city than a park, Volt. Entire zones made obsolete years ahead of schedule. And instead of spending the time to work it together and just rebuild, they just thought it was cheaper to literally bury it and leave it be." His chair let out a groan as he sat back, his hands crossed behind his head. "It's a breeding ground. They just ignored the problem and moved on, and while I can appreciate an area to fish for viruses, this can't be healthy for the upper nets."
Voltman shrugged, absentmindedly kicking a rock as he kept walking. "I mean I get it, Jules, but most of our systems are just held up with sticks and wire behind the scenes anyway. That's how software's always been. It's just that before the net..." He kicked a nearby piece of wood, the rotted timber giving way and spreading a cloud of dust into the air "...we couldn't literally see the old stuff rotting away."
Minutes passed as they continued talking idly, making minor folder changes and walking a straight line across the abandoned network. There were always more viruses to find, more money to be made, more chips to collect, and Voltman was finally enjoying a chance to stretch and do all of it.
(Battle 2)