USH'S MATRIX GAME- Zion play thread.

You guys pretty much have to do all your own maintenance work. But the lack of a pilot has been causing trouble; someone needs to do work like that.

"Hi there guys," says Sequel. "It's, err... it'll be great, I'm sure.

"Ok," says Marduk, "we're all ready to go on the briefing."

"I'm sure as well," Mors says. "If you don't mind me asking, where did you get your name?"

After getting some form of reply from Sequel, Mors will be seated to listen to the briefing.

"Maybe I'm the next big thing," is all he says.

"Yea, what is this mission we need to do?"

*gives the young new pilot a look* "As long as you can keep the squids off our back. You'll be Ok. But prove something before you think you're going to be the next big thing"

Helios had a seat, ready for the briefing.

Finally finishing the Kitty. Barb Sheaths the knife and sits up, finally paying attention to his surroundings. "Hey Guys, look at my pretty picture!" He says, his voice tinged with feigned retardation and a broad grin taking up his face.

Helios smiled and said, "It's a kitty" with a voice that sounded like he had just inhaled all the hydrogen contained in a balloon, then laughed.

Firewall shambles over to see a cartoonish styled kitten with over-sized tusk-like teeth with it's tounge poking out, winking.

"Genuine Picasso, if he ever even existed..." Firewall teased.

"Makes ya wonder, though... maybe the machines messed with our history after plugging everyone in... what if some of the most famous people in history were just written into the books by machines? What if people famous in REAL history were written out?"

"My point exactly, I used to have religion, i used to have role-models... all of those are history now as I have come to see them all part of the shroud that is the Matrix to keep us pacified..." he said with a sad smile.

"It looks slightly rabid..." San comments, glancing at the kitty carving.

"Just think about things like museums. All the effort put into convincing everyone the Matrix is real...it makes you wonder exactly what did exist before the machines took over."

"Anyway, the briefing...I certainly want to know what's up."

"Same."

The tall veteran found his seat, slightly banged up after being hit by the rogue Simulations console and resumed his near-vacant expression, sitting quietly and patiently for the breifing to start.

Sirin continues to observe the behavior of the crews of both ships and those who wish to join them, as well as the Captains.

Barb Nimbly adjusts his Underwear, whilst remaining seated.

(Here's the 'Shez' thus far incompleted and only the first page of it...
PS this is completely hand drawn, no rulers or measuring devces 😛

nice

Dallas sits off to one side, whilst Marduk steps up to present things.

"Ok, people," says Marduk. "This is going to be simple. We're going to take everyone through a brief reprise of the events that led us to the position we are in now. Then, Dallass wants to make sure you guys are up to the job, with some training we have devised. After which, we'll brief you for the new mission, both specifcally- which is very simple- and generally, which might be more complicated.

"This isn't a flipchart presentation. If you would care to sit and relax, Finn and Ariadne will hook you guys into the simulation module..."

*I walk to a chair and sit down*

Sitting at the front, Firewall was the first to jack into the device, he twiched a bit as the connection was made before he sighed deeply and his body went limp, his neural data uploading into the device.