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Lab-NET Hackers Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 11:36 am
Enya belongs to Raven Blackstar.
Do not post in this journal without permission.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 1:42 pm
Rules
Follow these rules and Gaian ToS
No stealing banners, art, pictures or anything else in this journal.
No posting in here please.
Comments are appreciated, but keep them in the Comment Thread.
Raven can change the rules anytime.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
:: TableOfContent
:: Raven
:: Enya
:: Data Bank
:: Network
:: Images
:: Log File
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 5:36 am
  Usually trailing from one customer to another, a pale young man in his early twenties with ruffled black hair gets home after a day work. As he looks down to check on his shoewear before taking them out, he realises once again he forgot to buy a new pair of sneakers as those he's wearing are pretty worn out already. His loose jeans looks okay, though could use an appointment with a flatiron. Most likely all of his trousers could use a meeting like that. Sighing deeply to let go the work's stress, he pulls his shirt out of his pants and lets it hang quite sloppy over it as he stretches his arms a little. Rubbing his greengrey eyes he makes his way to his sofa, laying his laptop on the table next to it. Next he falls down in his sofa and closes his eyes for a while.
Meet Raven. A young fellow that works in the computing industry at FormaDel Inc. His task mainly consists of fixing the customer's computer or other customer's services as installing software and hardware, cleaning virusses and formating systems. One week in a month he's home to program new software, improving existing software or try out the software of his collegues.Raven is calm dreamy guy in general. He loves to chat with the customers as he fixes the problems but never minds some silence neither. He's a great problemsolver and pretty smart but often absentminded and of a forgetful nature, making people wonder if he really is as good as some of his friends tell. He's also pretty easily stressed out. As long it is some healthy workstress he handles the situations fine - if not better than usual, but other kinds of stress only makes him more nervous. In such moments he's rather short-tempered and very touchy, which is an exact way of behaving when he hasn't been sleeping good or enough.
In friendships he can be a good guy to rely on as he is very fond and clingy of them. He can handle quite the bit of backstabs before he finally snaps and throws back the wrongs his friends have done, yet even in those moments he seems to have troubles in doing so.
Talking and laughing are two of the things he likes most and that are very important to him to have a good frienship. His love for solving problems even runs trough his friendships; he loves listening to others and help his friends out trough problems despite the fact he would have it hard himself. Although rarely asking favors back, he does expect his friends to be there for him when he would be in need of a hug, a listening ear or just a caring word.Raven opens a program. The screen shows a design of Raven's current residence; an appartment containing one bathroom, one bedroom and the living room/kitchen.
Several details seem to be included by Raven himself. The furniture in his living room is stylish, of wood and mostly of a lightbrown color, suiting his darkyellow colored walls. There's a small table filled with notes, pens, pencils and other stuff that makes it a messy computertable. The red sofa he sits in now is pretty comfy and allows room for two more person to sit down and lay their feet on a small table that holds up an empty can of coke. Right in front is a small tv with a dvd player.
The kitchen is build in the living room and contains almost nothing. Except for a furnace, working table with a fridge under it and a few small cupboards hanging above it there's nothing more to see.
His bedroom contains nothing more than a double bed covered with a orange-red panter bedsheet, and a large wardrobe containing his cloths and a few books. His walls are decorated with several posters and flags of wolves, dragons and vampires.The black laptop Raven uses for his job is his personal computer. He split the hard disk in two compartments; one for personal use and one for his job. Each of them has an own OS, thus somewhat being independable.
He decorated his background with a blue-white wallpaper of a rising angel, while the icons are neatly grouped by use. His screensaver is nothing more than a small dragon doing random draconic things; a screensaver of own creation that he tends to call 'his pet'.
In his free time - usually the weekends, Raven spends time chatting with friends or roleplaying on forums. If he isn't occupied with those, he's probably exploring his graphics software or gaming a little. Another of his favourite occupations is to read, cook or just hang out/go out with friends till the early morning.
Obviously, most of his software are internet-related, programming, games or graphical. There is also a download program and several cleaning/security programs as an antivirus and anti-spyware.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
:: TableOfContent
:: Raven
:: Enya
:: Data Bank
:: Network
:: Images
:: Log File
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 6:42 am
 Enya, a little Hacker received at the .NET-hacker's lab, has been bought by Raven because of its interesting and complex program structure. Although the human slowly befriended the virtual pet he hasn't given up in his search to understand how this binary virtuosity exactly functions. So far the only achievements he has is understanding the meaning of her name - which is "Little fire" - thus finding the link between the small sign on her shoulder and her name.
This small hacker shows herself as an entity with several warm colors as red, orange and purple. While her basic tone is of a earthen red, her eyes and gemlike marks contain different tones of purple. The strange winglike things and the tube are bright orange as flames.
An open and confident Hacker amongst those she's familiar with, she tends to rush into anything that's able to draw her interest; often disappearing even before someone finished speaking.
It seems though that, outside her save shelter, the Hacker has rather a cautious and shy personality.
More to come...
Favourite Music Clip:
Amateur - Lasse Gjertsen
Favourite Music Song:
???
More information will be added along time.Enya's environment consists of the blue-white rising angel background Raven uses as wallpaper for his desktop. There are no other environments or favored places Enya has at this moment.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
:: TableOfContent
:: Raven
:: Enya
:: Data Bank
:: Network
:: Images
:: Log File
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 7:01 am
Growth Requirements:
From Egg to Child
- Complete ERP (You must post seven times in the ERP before you can end it!)
- 1 Journal Entry
From Child to Adult
- 2 Journal Entries
- 3 PRPs
- 1 ORP
- 2 missions or quests
From Adult to Elder
- 4 Journal Entries
- 7 PRPs
- 3 ORPs
- 3 missions or quests
- Participate in at least one meta with success
Note! Once you have grown, your roleplay count starts over. That means you go from 2 entries to 0 in your growing count.
If you feel your Hacker is due to be grown, feel free to post in the Growth Request Thread. But do so only once! When your Hacker has been grown, your name will be crossed out of the list and an announcement will be made at the shop's thread about the growing. Do not pester colorists if they are a little behind in getting your pet to you!
No items were found.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
:: TableOfContent
:: Raven
:: Enya
:: Data Bank
:: Network
:: Images
:: Log File
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 3:19 am
Name | Relation -------------------- Raven | Owner and Friend ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
:: TableOfContent
:: Raven
:: Enya
:: Data Bank
:: Network
:: Images
:: Log File
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 3:22 am
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:: TableOfContent
:: Raven
:: Enya
:: Data Bank
:: Network
:: Images
:: Log File
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 12:34 am
From this post on, all followings posts will be journal entries about Raven and/or Enya. Feel free to read and comment in the appropriate thread.
[x] Raven's entrance in the world of Hackers. (ORP)
[x] The Beginning (Journal)
[x] A new Discovery I: There's music in virtual life (Journal)
[x] A new Discovery II: Transfer to a new Media (Journal)
[x] Little Flames of Creativity: Enya's Partition (Journal)
[x] An icecold meeting (journal)
--- [x] Frozen Flames (Thyra's version)
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:: TableOfContent
:: Raven
:: Enya
:: Data Bank
:: Network
:: Images
:: Log File
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 12:47 am
THE BEGINNING
"Let's see what this little Hacker is about...", the young man said as he sat down and opened his laptop.
Inserting the USB in his laptop and waking up the computer that had been set on Stand-By, everything was quickly set up. In the depths of his mind he remembered how Fiach mentioned they eat data to grow.
Making sure he logged on his personal part of the data, he made sure to lock everything from his job safe and secure, hoping that it would be enough to push away a hungry Hacker.
"If not...", he didn't dare to think what his boss would do with him. There was just too much important information on the laptop. "I'd better make a back-up too. Which takes, of course, another few hours."
He looked at the screen for a while. The blue and white colors of his desktop wallpaper. A golden mousepointer silently waiting for commands. USB plugged in. The clock gently ticking away the... a double-click followed.
"Oh hell. It will be alright", he assured himself as he transfered the Hacker to his desktop.
The screen flashed black, then reappeared with on the background a red-orange little creature. The lavender colored eyes shifted from one icon to another, blinking at the uncertitude of the new area. Enya barely moved, Raven wondering since first how exactly he was about to communicate with it.
< Hello? >
A little frame popped up while letters quickly followed each other. The young man frowned, admiring the ability of the Hacker to identify programs and use them to her liking. Fiach was right, they weren't just software. These Hackers were at least AI, if not more.
In meantime, the cursor patiently blinked behind the letters.
< "Hey, little Hacker." >
< ^^ >
< Where am I? Did Mr. Fiach change his background? >
The young man laughed.
"This is marvelous", he thought. "They even understand written text."
His fingers quickly ran over the buttons to reply to the Hacker, who in meantime was looking at the image of a praying angel.
< "No. You have been transfered to a new place." >
< Oh >, the cursor blinked a while before it continued. < Mr. Fiach told me about it. Did you gave me a name? >
< "Uh. Yes. I thought about 'Enya'. What do you think about it?" >
< I like it. It suits my colors, doesn't it? >
< "You know its meaning?" >
< 'Little Fire'. I read it somewhere when I roamed cyberspace. >
Another frown. The longer he talked to the Hacker, the more it surprised them. Not only could it conversate, it recognised things. It had a memory despite the fact it ate data and-
Another text appeared.
< What's your name? >
< "Raven Blackstar." >
< I'll call you Raven. It's shorter. From now on we'll be friends, okay? >
< "I'd love too, Enya. >
< ^^ >
Then the frame disappeared, and so did the Hacker. However, a small icon in the taskbar appeared.
[ Enya: Status - In Cyberspace]
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 1:41 pm
A NEW DISCOVERY I:
There's Music in Virtual Life
[ Enya: Status - Laptop]
The icon popped up with a soft tone, attracting Raven's attention. The man was at home today, a free day, and with the storm that raged outside there was no possibility to sport with his friends. He didn't mind though. Actually, the man was happy with the storm; not only did he loved storms, it also gave him another opportunity to get to know Enya a little better.
< Hello Raven >
< "Hey. How did you know I'm on the laptop?" >
< Data's changing too fast and too often =) >
< "Oooh. Well noticed, you're smart" >
< ^^ >
< "So, had some fun outside?" >
< Nothing special, tasty data though. >
< "Oh?">
< =3 >
< It was stored in a map called 'Music' and had as extension *.mp3 >
< "You've been eating music-files...? x.x" >
< I guess... It was tasty =D >
< "You know, music produces sounds." >
An idea suddenly popped in his mind, making him wait to enter the last message. If they were able to 'read' texts, 'taste' data and put up conversations, would they be able to 'hear' music?
He added another line in the chat.
< "Can you hear sounds?" >
< Yes. Why? >
< "I'll open an mp3-file, I want you to listen to it." >
< o.o? >
< "Music files are files where a whole bunch of sounds are written in. Those sounds are structured and mixed in such way that they create like... one long harmonious sound." >
< And I need to listen to it? >
< "If you want to give it a try..." >
There was a short moment where the cursor blinked at the same spot, as if Enya was thinking toroughly about Raven's proposition.
< ^^ >
< Okay >
The young man copied a file and pasted it in a seperate map which he called 'Enya'. Inside the map, he opened it so that the little Hacker could hear it.
< o.o >
< This is music? >
< "Yes. What do you think about it?" >
< Are there more? >
< "Sure thing. The net is full of them." >
< =D >
[Enya - Status: In Cyberspace]
As the little icon popped up, Raven sighed. Enya was gone again in a hurry to feed her curiousity. He understood quickly that the little Hacker wasn't about to wait. Head on and without thinking she'd move into everything that made her curious.
He hoped she would find a few songs to her liking. Then he could paste them in the map.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:02 am
A NEW DISCOVERY II:
Transfer to a New Media
< "Hey Enya, got a minute?" >
< o.o? >
< "I have to format my hard disk, so I'm making a back-up of everything important." >
< D: >
< I can't eat it anymore? >
< "Heh ^^ Not while I'm formatting. But don't worry." >
< =( >
< " <.<;; I'll make a partition on the disk just for you. In meantime though, I'd store you on my MP3-player, so you can listen to the music stored on it." >
< o.o? >
< What's an MP3-player? >
< "It's a little device that has .mp3 files stored on it. You know, those music-files you like to hear. That same little device allows Humans to listen to those files." >
< Is it big? >
< "Not really, but I think there will be enough files to keep you occupied while formatting." >
< Can I eat them? >
< (<.<) >
Raven laughed and rolled his eyes. He wasn't sure if she was serious about it, but it did look like eating files was quite an important occupation of the little hacker.
< "I guess so. I can redownload them if needed" >
< ^^ >
Plugging in the MP3-player, Enya looked at the 'gate' that suddenly opened out of nowhere. Data didn't seem to be transferred trough the tunnel, but a label above showed what it's destination was.
< TEAC MP3 >
< "That's the MP3-player. Think you can find yourself a spot in there?" >
[Enya - Status: Error]
An error message popped up as soon as Enya left the hard disk. Since she wasn't in hyperspace either, the small program didn't know how to define her present location.
"Sorrows for later", Raven mused as he switched on the MP3. TEAC's logo showed, then... no musicnote-icon? Instead, he heared a cacophony of sounds coming out of his headphone. Putting them in, it sounded like several songs had been mixed together.
"Raven..."
"That sounds like Moonspell's Raven"
"Can you hear me?"
"Ye, uh. Crap."
Quickly opening notepad, he gave her an answer in a small text-document.
Yes, I can hear you. You have a beautiful voice by the way ;P
However, I can't reply to you once I'm formatting even if I do hear you.
Help me remember to find a more suitable device for you in case I have to format again.
That way, we'll be able to keep talking to each other.
"I woooon't forget it.
Raven plugged out the MP3 and laid it on his desk. As he started formatting his hard disk, he listened to the mixture of songs Enya was giving him. Some were full songs, though in random order, other seemed to be simply mixed. And at times, he could even see Enya pass by on his screen in a blue-only color. She sure was creative, if you asked him.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 7:49 am
LITTLE FLAMES OF CREATIVITY:
Enya's Partition
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