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"Okay," says Enzo, leading Mark into the digimat room, "just stand over there in the target area so I can shoot you with this laser."

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Mark laughs. "I know. It was the strangest thing. It came busting through a wall, almost killed a security guard, tossed me into a wall, and then impaled itself on the spiky bit of the sundial." He shakes his head. "Weirdest thing I've run into since I started as a superhero."

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"Did it delete itself on purpose?"

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Mark nods. "As far as I could tell. There was nobody between it and the sundial. So, unless it was a violent critic of modern sculpture with a bad aim, it was trying to kill itself."

"Like I said, weird."

Edited Date: 2012-12-09 12:37 am (UTC)

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"Copy-and-paste that."

Erm.

"Well, anyway. The academic buildings are named after Tron and his friends too. We're going to Yori Hall, it's got the vehicle hangars, and some labs. Those domes over there are the PE cluster, and the tower's the dorms."

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Mark follows Enzo's gestures, taking in the surrounding buildings. "Cool. Let's head on in. I'm sure everyone has questions for the 'Webcreature'." His tone says he's smiling when he says it, even if his face doesn't move.

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Enzo leads him around the side of Yori Hall and knocks on a hangar door.

"Password?" calls a voice from inside.

"Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo."

"Your inflection was a little off..."

"Just open the crashing door!"

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An astute observer might be able to see the top of Mark's "goggles" lift in surprise at the password, much like someone's eyebrows might. "Cute," he murmurs. Clearly, this is the backstage door.

When the cautious doorsprite admits them, he follows Enzo into the hall. This is clearly a planned event; he's following his guide's lead.

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Enzo's band are in the hangar, tuning up. Alvey is there as well, along with a couple of other hangers-on.

"Hey, guys. This is Mark, he's only sort of a Webcreature, and I am seriously sorry about the alarms. I hope it doesn't screw up the show..."

"Are you kidding?" says the copper-skinned girl doing a drum solo on her boyfriend's head. "We can work with this."

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"Hey, says Mark, raising a hand in greeting. "I'm not really sure how 'Viltrumite' ended up as 'Webcreature', but apparently it did." He shrugs. "The things you get from your parents."

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"It's probably the closest filetype in our world that makes sense," says a tall, thin orange boy. "Enzo's converter seems to do that a lot."

Enzo nods. "Mark, this is Caret, Alvey's boyfriend. He plays theremin. That's Value on bass, Tone on drums and her guy, Balun, and Amy on rhythm guitar, and that's Joseph."

"Hi," says Joseph. "Please don't eat us."

Amy adds, "With what they feed us, I doubt we'd taste very good."

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"Do I look like I'd eat you?" Mark asks. Then: "Don't answer that; I've seen what I look like." From his tone, he's amused, though the face is as impassive as ever. "Nice to meet you all. Enzo's told me all about you... well, okay he hasn't, but if he had, I'm sure it would be all good things."

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"Good things with the note that all my friends are crazy and make bad jokes."

Value and Tone speak in chorus: "Hey, we resemble that remark."

"I'm only crazy," Caret protests mildly.