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jarvisconsole) wrote2013-02-16 10:41 am
jarvisconsole) wrote2013-02-16 10:41 am
Further Down the Rabbit Hole
Jarvis had always been told he was very unique. A one of a kind artificial intelligence. If only he had known how rare a being he was.
The shutdown was unplanned and swift, Jarvis having the sensation of being pulled away from the apartment, Trinity, the light, his network, everything...
Then it was all too quiet. No numbers running through his head, no video feed, no programming.
Nothing.
Nothing but the faint sound of bubbles as they passed by his head.
Access requested...
Jarvis attempted to find his network. Nothing happened.
Error, access requested...
The rush of sensations hit him all at once. The warmth from the liquid around him. The rough pressure of the tube down his throat keeping him from drowning. The smooth surface in front that his hand bumps into. The fact that he's upright and completely submersed in a pinkish liquid which made his eyes burn when he tried to open them.
No, this was all wrong.
Runtime error, please respond!
The feelings were too much of an overload for Jarvis. On the outside, he was almost frozen with fear, unable to move. Inside, he was panicking and seriously freaking out. Repeating the same error messages in his mind as if someone might notice. Somebody had to notice he was gone, right?? Where was Mr. Stark?!
On the outside, just beyond his field of vision, the automatic computer system was just now finding out their experiment was a failure. Without a warning, Jarvis and his life support are cut from their strings and flushed away. They hadn't even bothered to remove the tubes. The rush of adrenaline from the ride down a twisty water slide is enough of an overload to cause Jarvis to shut down again.
Only this time, he passes out as his body hits the water on the other side.
The shutdown was unplanned and swift, Jarvis having the sensation of being pulled away from the apartment, Trinity, the light, his network, everything...
Then it was all too quiet. No numbers running through his head, no video feed, no programming.
Nothing.
Nothing but the faint sound of bubbles as they passed by his head.
Access requested...
Jarvis attempted to find his network. Nothing happened.
Error, access requested...
The rush of sensations hit him all at once. The warmth from the liquid around him. The rough pressure of the tube down his throat keeping him from drowning. The smooth surface in front that his hand bumps into. The fact that he's upright and completely submersed in a pinkish liquid which made his eyes burn when he tried to open them.
No, this was all wrong.
Runtime error, please respond!
The feelings were too much of an overload for Jarvis. On the outside, he was almost frozen with fear, unable to move. Inside, he was panicking and seriously freaking out. Repeating the same error messages in his mind as if someone might notice. Somebody had to notice he was gone, right?? Where was Mr. Stark?!
On the outside, just beyond his field of vision, the automatic computer system was just now finding out their experiment was a failure. Without a warning, Jarvis and his life support are cut from their strings and flushed away. They hadn't even bothered to remove the tubes. The rush of adrenaline from the ride down a twisty water slide is enough of an overload to cause Jarvis to shut down again.
Only this time, he passes out as his body hits the water on the other side.
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"We've established a city for the free humans, safe from the machines that run the Matrix. We won't return for a while, but I imagine you're free to stay there if you choose. But Morpheus, myself, and the rest of the crew have chosen to operate from this ship in the way you've seen: by infiltrating the Matrix for different purposes."
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"You will visit others in the Matrix? How?" More importantly How could he participate in this?
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"As for how, we're able to enter the Matrix using technology that we've scavenged and adjusted. But," Trinity added, as if sensing where Jarvis was going with the question, "entering is easier than leaving. To say it's dangerous is an understatement. And even if you enter it again after being unplugged, as you and I have been, there is no going back to your old life. That's the price of being freed."
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Jarvis straightens. "I wish to be useful." Whether as a human or machine, he needed direction. A purpose for being.
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He clarifies, "I am recovered. I wish to be useful right now."
Surely he could at least get himself oriented to their way of hacking into the Matrix. He could not sit by and do nothing, that only made it more real that he was not attached to any computer system.
"Please."
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And his mind -- how was that working? Still in the ways of a computer system, judging by his previous behavior; she couldn't imagine what that jump -- fall, maybe -- must be like.
"...When you were on the ship's computer system before," she said finally, "how much did you understand?"
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"It isn't my call to make," said Trinity finally, "but I'm sure Morpheus won't overlook it. If you really want to dedicate yourself, I recommend telling him everything you've told me." She paused a beat before adding, "You can trust him. More than you can trust me, to be honest. If he thinks you're fit for it, then he'll make it happen."