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Ike turned a shade of red, with a look of bewildernment in Link's direction. "No! I wouldn't do that, Then I really would be dead cause she'd have snapped my wings off before she threw me out the window."

Xinrie clapped her hands together, with a smile. "Jester it is then! Fits you perfectly...well then if we are all done here now, with this idle chit-chat, I think it best we should head off to the portal room." At the moment, Ike's face looked funny, but she ignored it just like she ignored watever they had been saying to eachother.

((I disagree with Links codename. It should have been Pimp. razz ))

Baltazaar yawned, and restarted the planned security breach simulation. He leaned back, and watched in amazement, ast the Librarian hacked fourhandedly. Of course, the adjustments that had to be made......
The keyboard for example, was basically just the same design as an C64, just the board oner the keyboard, with wireless adapters to connect them to the screens. The Librarian had hit a valid point, as he had taken the usual keyboard, and had smashed it with a sharp "ughUGH!" against the wall. Thus, they had spent several hours with the nice men that seemed to be the blacksmiths. After a few minutes of intense negotiation, during which several archives with naughty pictures were copied to hidden folders, and the Librarian had to bite the edges of an iron anvil, The Librarian had the perfect system.
From the design here, it looked like a large boomerang, with attatched strings for carrying. The chassis was made out of some kind of reinforced Metal-alloy/ceramic compound. The main goal of the construction were the two Keyboards, one on each wing of the boomerang. The Librarian had first tried to devellop some system of 20 fingers on one keyboard, but now the whole thing was solved, allthough it was very painfull to look at the Librarian doing the work of two mediocre hackers.
The inside of the Boomerang was designed like a normal barebone PC, except the two different mainboards, that were sealed watertight, because the Librarian insisted on eating over his keyboard, and drinking.
He awoke from his slumber, only to see the grinning Librarian in front of himself, with a banana in three hands, and the fourth one pointing towards the screen, where in red letters the statistics of the simulation were shown.
Of course, he checked them.
"Hmmmm, seems perfect to ...... hey, what is this?"
He pointed towards the indicated keyboard usage.
"over 4 million hits! That has to have more meaning then just mistakes...."
He quickly closed the standart-systems, and opened the keylogger he had running on all systems. He grinned, and turned around to the Librarian.
"You are the absolute picture of an amoral trainee! You have hacked the simulation I have written, and have included your own statistics, after you have determined the values of how much you could score in the average to get a perfect? You know what we call this?"
"Ugh! ", said the Librarian, and showed his fangs.
Brian hugged the Librarian, whio seemed a little stunned.
"I call this absolute greatness! By the holy Piccard, the same trick brought a certain captain to his title as commander of the enterprise!"
The Librarian grinned widely.
"Ok, I think you have now learned the basics. You know how to operate Linux and Windows, and you know the basics of programming. Well, I think that makes it. You are now officially a trainee, and if I may say so, damn much smarter then the rest of the people I had the pleasure working with. You are basically picking up the rest as you go along.
You know, all the others, even those I really enjoyed working with, allways had problems understanding me, AND allways wanted to add their own theories. You know, it was allways so depressing, just to have them ask ten times, and then they did not understand bullshit. "
He took a sip from his Mountain Dew, and lit up a new cigarette, then watched the Librarian roll something out of rolling tobacco and a newspaper that bore a striking resemblance to a Joint.
"Well, guess I have underestimated you at all. I mean, you just said there, and sometimes said ook and eek. And then, you just tried it yourself, and worked your way up from that. I must say, I never had a pupil like you before. Say, by the way, how old are you?"
The Librarian grinned, and with some effort, raised a hand, and made a sign similar to spock.
"OK, I think what you wanted to do is the peace-symbol. In combination with the doobie, I think you want me to say that you are.... over fourty?"
The librarian nodded, and lit the Joint-shaped cigarette. They were now in the cellars, in a room that housed several large PDP-11 computers, and that had an automatic ventilation system. Big clouds of smoke hovered in the air, as both of them sat atop the big machines, and chilled.
"Well, I guess I just leave it there. Do not really want to find out which age you are, only if I have to think of you as an elder one. By the way, I do not really mind, but why do you keep on using the sign language? I mean, I could build you a voice synthesizer, and you would be able to communicate in words. "
The Librarian smiled, and patted him on the shoulder. Then, he moved his large fingers over the keyboard.
"I love being a lazy ape? Well, It's right with me. Now, I have this one for you..."
He held up the T-Shirt. It was XXXXL, and was plain white, except the print.
I AM ALLOWED TO; FOR I AM ROOT!, was printed in large letters on the front, and on the back, it said "Official Admin/ member of the Tech Support Team"
The Librarian just took it, and tried it on. It fitted him perfectly, and matched well with the glasses. Then, he reached behind, and gave Brian a big cylindrical package, wrapped in newspaper. Brian unrolled it, and immediatelly grinned. It was one of the black cylinders, and on it, it said "Handle with care. nanites inside"
Brian looked at the Librarian.
"Dude, you took that off the Shelf in the office of the outfitters? The people that made you the Boomerang? Why?"
The Librarian grinned, and padded himself on the chest. Right on the Slogan.
"OK, that makes sense. I mean, wow. You know what nanites are, dude?"
The Librarian just shook his head, and looked at brian. Brian grinned.
"Nanites are the wet dream of every nerd or Computer-geek. Basically, they are machines that are so small you cannot see them with your bare eye. They can be reprogrammed, and can practically do anything...."
He stopped, and a vision appeared in front of his inner eye. He grinned heftily.
"Trainee, on your machine. We are going to construct something. "
The Librarian used his feet to grab his boomerang, and said "OOk?" in a questioning tone.
"Librarian, you know what the training room was? This whole mess with mirrors and such? Where you got yelled at for attacking the mirror dummy with a banana and smearing banana all over the mirrors? If we employ these machines to their fullest extent, we can make a holodeck, but not of light and such, just of billions of nanites. Them little buggers should be capable of replicating themself, shouldn't they? Now, if we rig them up with wireless controllability, and detain them to that room, maybe build a few hardwired reloading stations, we can have a holodeck in the room. "
He smiled at the Librarian, who had finished his Doobie, and how held up a single page out of a printer.
He had to smile. It was a title page, with an orang-Utan female, hanging down from a tree. On the other side, there was a playboy cover, with the Girl scantly clad, in the same pose leaning against a doorframe.
"Well, sure as heck..... if we can hack them damn containers,and write controlling parameter for the nanites, we can get them to look like them. We can even cause behavioural modification...."
The Librarian was already at his keyboard, typing with all four hands, and having a certain look in his eyes.... Brian just shrugged, took a sip from his coffee, and started his work too. He was more interested in creating artificial landscapes then some women, but he had to admit that the idea of adding and programming some enemys had a certain fun factor in it. His eyes glimpsed at the page again, before he looked back. He had a certain feeling that The Librarian was giggling and "OOK"-ing a bit too much, to just wanting to train with them. He sighed, and again looked back at the program. Why did these damn adults allways put so much emphasis on sex? He had hacked in some of the more adult sites on the net, and in one place, he had built the site. He had viewn the documentaries on BBC, and sometimes the movies on this playboy-channel too. The articles in newsweek had also been quite enlightening, and sure had a better plot then the movies. He was pretty sure that he had seen how it was done, and what should happen. In his mind, the best use for artificial women was a constant source of willing backrubs.
He sighed. Sometimes, adults were weird. As he went back to work, he had two things in mind: First, he would never be like the adults. They were just hormone-driven mad beings, no wonder they had screwed up so badly.

The second one was a bit simpler. The commander flashed through his mind. Yes, he thought, as he set his codecrackers on the electronic lock, he would bet that the commander would be pretty good at giving backrubs.

ooc: Waiting for....? ._.

(what she said, ive been waiting for 3 days for that guy to posty...... *sigh*)

(Or maybe, we should add people with the same habits in going online and the same Timezones to the same squads.....
I am on, at least twice a day..... I am from germany, and we have GMT -1)

Baltazaar grinned, and from a second to the next, the chamber was filled with jungle. He pressed a button, and shouted
"Librarian, just interact, and swing around.....We have to test that!"
The Librarian just saluted, and stretched shortly before he jumped up, grabbed a lower branch of the tree, and pulled itself up.
"OH, the tree is good. Gimme a signal if it feels good? AAh, yes. Thank you, I appreciate that gesture. Now, I really wanna see some serious swinging...... just try! "
He knew that this would be the worst part.... but since the 4 .892 billion nanites in the room could take on any form, why not a form that moved in relation to the movement of the Librarian? Basically, the nanites just kept him in the middle of the room, while they brought themself towards him.
The Librarian had found out the same too. If he swung, and grabbed an other branch, that branch was moved towards his current position, just in relation to how much movement the cameras picked up. It had not been very easy, but he was finally able to programm it the right way.
The Librarian had his joy in swinging on multicoloured branches, and near to surprised animals. Brian pressed the speech button again.
"Librarian, come down, and then, you are going to meet Agatha and Annie. "
His fingers flew over the keyboard of his laptop, and called up the digitalised version of Miss Agatha and her Orang Utan girlfriend Annie. He had spend a lot of time over the approach of how to construct people as digital encounters without spending too much work on the interiour. The solution was the same as with the trees. If each point on the skin was a skin molecule, then he first of all only had to simulate the outlook of a human, and then special qualitys. He grinned. It was almost like programming video-games.
The Librarian stood before the two, and grinninlgy, poked the girl-Orang Utan, only to feel her afterwards thoroughly. Brian pressed the Button.
"OI, No sniffing little girls! How do they feel? Had to emulate a bit with the warmth settings and such. "
The Librarian wandered around the both of them, while letting out Ughs that sounded somewhat contemptfull. He grinned, and through a rough CAD-programm, opened the mouth of the thing, where he had put a little loudspeaker to simulate the voice.
"I want you to attack me, "said the humangirl, and raised her hands like a very bad actress, or a puppet on some strings, which was approximately the same. Damn, he thought, as he was forced to move her entirely with the mouse, there had to be an other way.... that was no real training.....if only he'd knew how to program these kung-fu moves.....
"I KNOW KUNGFU!" he shouted outside the Training room, which was now officially under mantennance.
He changed the directory, and uploaded the videogame "Soul Calibur 3" into his emulator, which he in turn rerouted to the VR-program he used to control CAD-programm on the official servers, which in turn controlled the nanites in the room.
He pressed several keys, and imported a big fighter with a hammer. He heard the Librarian Ugh loudly, as the Fighter stepped foreward, and placed his hammer on the floor.
"Come one, don't be a wuss! Touch him"
The Librarian made a very rude attempt for the enemys testicles, and had to find out that the fighter was as hard as stone.
"Now, you wanna have a weapon?"
The Librarian just shook his head, and moved his muscles. Brian /Tech sighed, grabbed the controller, and hit enter, before he made his opening moves and rolled forewards. The Move was purely harmless, because in the game, it was just a move and no it. But he had forgotten how solid and Ironhard the fighter would have been. He knew that, as soon as the Librarian was hurled through the air by the most simplest of all moves. He sighed, and stopped. The librarian got up, and dusted himself off.
"More training and programming neccesary, right?"
"Ugh!UUUUUUUgh!"
He sighed, and terminated the programm for the room... The Nanites crawled back in their Ultra-dense Form, and placed themself in the form of a bowling-ball in the corner.
He smiled, and looked at the room. It was just amazing how much a cover of nanobots could change everything.
He patted The Librarian on the shoulder, and pointed to one of the surveillence screens, that showed a big truck backing up towards the front gate.
"That is the little survival-package I have told you about. Servers and such. Man, how about the following: You help me carry the servers in, and set them up in the basement, and while I plug the stuff together, I am letting the simulation of the jungle run again, and you can use it unmonitoured. "
"Ugh?", said the librarian, and grinned in a very dirty and inprofessional way.
"Ok, i you want, for half an hour..... Now,just help he, Ya?"

As they walked out of the building, they did not take off their sunglasses. It was morning again, and the sun nearly blinded them.
"Hi there, fella! I guess this is my Delivery? I am Richard Takanawa!"
He pulled out his fake ID, and gave it to the delivery guy, who studied it a bit.
"Yes, I know, I am smaller as a normal adult, but that is basically because i am a cripple destined to be forever in the body of a child. The Genetic defect is called Lawrence Dwarfinism, you know, like in the documentary on CSS?"
He grinned, as he saw the mind of the guy working. If you loudly assumed that people were smarter then they thought they were, they seldomly corrected you, to for once become as smart as you. This special result of Alabama Redneck inbreeding over several generations practically swallowed the bait at once. That ment, dummy mode on.
"Hell yea, " the guy said, and spit out on the ground, " I sure as hell have seein that Documentanry.... Lots of scientific stuff, Right? I mean, usually, you crippled people are a little tightassed about such, but y'all seem to be pretty down to earth. "
There, Dummy mode was too high. He was not sure if dummy was not too good.
"Hell, what has happened to your little friend here? He looks like one of them apes to me"
Brian smiled, and patted the Librarian on the back.
"Aahahahahahahahaha! Marvelous joke! Like an ape. Nope, this is Professor Doctor Nevyn van Lyiehbrahry, Professor for applied computer sciences. he Is not an Ape. Nevyn, old chap, you recall being an ape, or having one in your ancestry?"
"Ugh", said The Librarian, "Ugh eek eek eek!"
"Marvellous, nevyn, dear chap!" He turned to the delivery Boy.
"Well, you have to excuse nevyn, but he has a very thick accent, and he only speaks Irish!"
The eyes of the Librarian grew big, and carefully, he grinned and shrugged.
"YEA," said the trucker to the ape, "I RECOGNIZED THAT YOU LOOK LIKE IRISH! AFTER ALL YOU HAVE RED HAIR BUT NO FRECKLES!!!"
Brian sighed. why on hell were there so many stupid people that believed only because they spoke louder in their own language, the foreigner would understand them?
"well, "Brian said, still smiling, "To return the compliment, he just made a very funny Joke about how with that short trousers, you look exactly like the gay people in his homeland. "
The Librarian smiled, and carefully offered the hand towards the trucker, who carefully shook it.
"Now, no getting used to this, we need to unload the systems, and run the scientific tests. Now, I recall, you have to sign here, and here, and here once more, so you can prove you delivered the package, and now you only need to help us with the Unloading, the faster we do, you will be able to hit the road again. Nop, just out of the truck, my colleague and I will do our share later. "
The Delivery trucker and the Librarian climbed up on the back of the truck, and they began on carrying big crates outside.

A few hours later.

Brian was alone in the room, and under the light of a single lamp, he fastened the last screw. Then, he jumped down from the clustertower that was as big as a fridge, and controlled his work a last time. The first tower were the mainboards, each outfitted with two 4 ghz processors, wireless lan accesspoints, cablemodems and 3 1 gb ram-chips. They were just stacked all over, with the big coolers, and the water-cooling between them.
The next tower was the main Harddrive tower. 200 500 GB harddrives, stacked all over, each with its own cooling system. Both used the water-cooling system.
He grinned, and then flipped the switch. The system came to life, and his little latop began copying the system on the big harddrives. The room cooling engine started with the noise of a little jet-engine, and cooled the entire room down to frosty -7 °c. But the systems that were not yet readily equipped heated up. Slowly, the temperature rose, untill it was 10 °c. He smiled, and clappe in his hands. Carefully, he began uploading the system-specifics, and slowly but most assuredly, the system sprang to life, and began taking over several of the other priority tasks. He grinned, and made a benchmark test.
4900 gigaherz, and that in the early stages. He smiled, and chuckled, as he heard the sound of a banana falling down in amazement.
"Yes, Librarian, that is what you call a cluster PC. Now, how about we rework the specifics, and then use the same thing to run the processes for the Training-room?"
"Ugh, " said the Librarian, "Ugh"
"Ugh, as far as I know, is the wrong word for this. Nova is more fitting. You know, we are so hot now that to stop us,they have to drown us in liquid Oxigen and then hit us with a hammer....."

As six hands flew over the keyboards, and specific commands were explained, a little camera outside the basement focused, and filmed how the commander worked late at night over a book. Zeros and ones were transformed like little surprises at the kiddies menue, and were delivered to the server, where they were saved in a nonexistant datafile not named "Motion Capturing and digital Model for the Commander ". Of course, since this file did not exist, and was on harddrives not even listed for most users, the camera just did its duty, and noone was to blame.
The ball of nanites lay in the corner of the room with the new servers. After the Librarian has had his fun, they had taken down the whole system, they had installed it in the server-room too. He simply had to copy the command nanites, and a few of the builder ones. Their first order had been to dissolve all of the junk that the laptops and the computers were packed in. Brian just grinned.
He pressed enter, and over a million lines of commands were compiled and added to the program. Now, the computified artificial intelligence of Mortal combat, Soul calibor 1-3, various chess programms and the tekken and streetfighter series were melted into one huge puddle, with a series of moves. He grinned, and pressed enter. On the bolingball, little 2 inch high fighters began to battle against each other. 10000 x 100000 fighter soon filled the ball, shrinking even more. The computer played against itself, and it learned. he inserted the command, and the grey stone walls were replaced with a marvellous blue sky, that looked remarkably like the windows screensaver.
((OOC: Soon, new inventions will be on the way. ))