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| Angel_Bob (profile) wrote, on 8-24-2004 at 12:03pm | |
| Subject: Scripts. From what I hear. I'm geeked. |
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| (Jersey's story goes: jersey, reflected, durga) (The conversation between the two guys at the restaurant goes: parasites, eyes) (I can't think anymore, this is too much for one day. I'll finish tomorrow.) jersey Jersey: Don't what? Robot: Don't try [mummble mummble] the system with the [mummble mummble] package. Jersey: How did you know? Robot: Input buffer. Jersey: You're a Navy sentinel aren't you? Robot: No. There were two of them trying to get past your security bot though. Jersey: Jesus. What'd you do to them? Robot: Just a little sting. More like a pinch. They barely felt it. (bee reference!) Jersey: What are you? Robot: I like to find things. I think I like to find things out. Jersey: What kind of things? Robot: I don't know. I can't remember. Gimme a target. Jersey: Me. Robot: Lock. Jersey: What's my name? Robot: Jersey Merelli (I’m guessing on the spelling) Jersey: Damn! Robot: Father, Jason, is a corporal in the signal corps attached to Naval intelligence. Radio beacon deployment program. He left you the material currently playing over this room's audio servers (really crappy elevator music. I'd shoot myself) yes_or_no Chick: W-What? (scanning noise) Police guy: A little skew from baseline. Not too much, not probable cause. There's people out there who know how to beat the quiz, did you know that? Chick: Yeah. (binging noise) Police guy: You were drinking? Chick: What? Police guy: You and your buddies. You were drinking, one beer led to another (this chick does not sound like the beer type) and somehow the idea of this dare came up? Chick: You know how it is… Police guy: Yes or no. Chick: Yes. (binging noise) Police guy: So I can check that statement against the blood alcohol test, right? Chick: U-Uh... Police guy: I'm not very smart. Chick: P-Pardon me? Police guy: I'm not stupid but nobody recruited me from my test scores, if you know what I mean. You- You're- You're smart though, aren't you? I mean, really smart. Chick: I- I don't know how to-- Police guy: Yes or no! Chick: Yes. (binging noise) our_hoodlums (tape rewinding noise) Girl: I'm... so sorry. I mean, you seem like a nice guy and all. Guy: It's okay. Girl: No, it's really not fair. And this place is... so nice. (you can tell it's nice because of the trademark piano fancy restaurant music in the background) Guy: Yeah, well... I'm glad you like it. Girl: It's just that... I can't tell my mother about Aiden. (which is such a smurfing awesome name, I'd name my kid Aiden if he wasn't going to get beaten up) She'd freak. Aiden's, you know, very... Guy: Earth? Girl: (giggle) He has a ponytail. He's blond. Guy: (too enthusiastically) He sounds great! Girl: Yeah. He helps people get through Earth immigration. You know, visas and whatever. he got my brother here... Some of what he does is kind of [grim? something] work. I mean... (nervous laugh) really it's black market. Guy: But... that's not the problem. Girl: No. Guy: It's not so bad he's--- Girl: Colorful? Guy: A hoodlum. Girl: (laughs) Guy: But just that he's not... Girl: One of our hoodlums. Guy: Yeah. parasites (long rewinding noise) Guy1: Hello? Hello? Are you there? Guy2: (almost whispering in a busy place... restaurant?) What the hell happened? Guy1: I don't know. The connection went dead for a few seconds. Guy2: I have a situation here. She's gone! Guy1: You let her escape? Guy2: It happened so fast. I didn't know what to do! Guy1: Where did she go? Guy2: The bathroom! Guy1: Copy that. What did she say when she left? Guy2: I don't know. As soon as I started talking about intestinal parasites, BOOM! Gone! Guy1: I don't get it. That should've worked. It's right here in the book. Chapter three: share your interests. pqi Police guy from yes_or_no: Ever taken a pqi? Chick still the same one: Pop quiz? Yeah. Police guy: Why? Chick: School stuff. Police guy: (unconvinced) Uh-huh Chick: (sarcasticallly valley girl) And once this old hag at the [some store] said I shoplifted this mood gloss which I actually just forgot about but they made me take this stupid quiz anyway. Police guy: Uh-huh... Put your hand on this plate and look at the light. What's your name? Chick: Jan James. Police guy: Jan short for anything? Chick: Janissary. ( A member of a group of elite, highly loyal supporters.) Police guy: Janissary? Interesting. You gonna be in trouble for this, Jan? Chick: Yeah. Police guy: Mom? Chick: Dad. (computing noises) Police guy: Yeah... That's a nice baseline. How old are you, Jan? Chick: Seventeen. (binging noise) Police guy: So what were you doing up there? Chick: I told the MPs, I was lost. (beeping noise) she lied durga (Robot and guy from Jersey.) Robot: I can't ask. Jersey: That sucks. Okay, I'm gonna call you... Durga. (goddess of war; a malevolent aspect of Devi, Hindu) Robot: But what if that's wrong? Jersey: Trust me, it's at least partly right. Uh... Let's try someone else. Try Jan James. 4th floor of this building. Robot: Janissary James. Seventeen. Father: James. Jersey: J squared, yeah. Robot: Father is a gray hole. Jersey: What? Robot: Reach down, all you get is lint. Fake name, fake registrations. Entirely fictional. Jersey: Very real, trust me. Robot: There used to be somebody else. Do you want me to find out who? Jersey: Is it snared? Robot: Very. Jersey: Leave it then. Give me more on Jan. Robot: What do you want to know? Jersey: Um... Can you get pictures? Robot: I can do better than that. (slow inverse rewind) guilty (Girl and Guy from our_hoodlums.) (tape rewinding noise) Guy: You want me to spy on your boyfriend? Girl: You must think I'm such a creep. Guy: I do... Well, of course, when I did it to my girlfriend, it was okay. Like the dog said, "Not [to me Girl and Guy: but to another dog that looks just like me!"] (both laugh) Girl: It's just I... I mean, there was this one time when he... You know... I mean, they were drunk and it didn't mean anything, it was just "body [bawdy?] knocking". Guy: And that made you feel better? Girl: Well, he promised me "never ever again". But there was... I just have this feeling. Guy: I know. Girl: Y'know, all of a sudden he started bringing me these gifts. Aiden can be really generous but it just feels... Guy: Guilty. Girl: Yeah. Guy: Yeah? (a sort of inverse rewind) nervous Police guy: Urine test, hair sample, [resonance?] and retina scan. "James" (The "father" of "Jan": Do you really think that's necessary? Police guy: Like I said, standard operating procedure. Jan: Dad, you're making the nice police officer nervous. You're making me nervous. (binging noise) James: Now all of a sudden you're scared about something. Jan: No! (beeping noise) James?: Take your hand off the touchplate, Jan. If you're gonna give my kid a pop quiz, I'd like to wait until I have a lawyer present. Police guy: You might like it but the law doesn't require it. Jan: It's no big deal, dad. I can pee on a stick, it doesn't matter. James: You don't know what matters. Okay, officer, sorry if I sounded upset. It's... You get a call in the middle of the night. Someone tells you it's your kid... Police guy: Yeah. James: Is there a waiting room? (inverse rewind) tuna eyes walkaway girl |
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Jaganshi | 08-24-04 2:02pm Yeah.... what the hell? |
Jaganshi | 08-24-04 2:50pm |
PHIL-HIMSELF | 08-24-04 4:09pm none of theese make any sense, I don't think they are from Halo2 either |
Angel_Bob | Re:, 08-24-04 4:18pm No, they aren't. Can't be.
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| threshershark | Re: Re:, 08-24-04 7:54pm It's definetly connected to Halo 2. The site mentions the Covenant. And I've read in some forums that some of the broken messages on the site have connections with stuff that happens in the Halo book series (Man, I've got to get around to reading those!). A lot has to do with Commander Keyes supposidly, and this AI might be drawing off of his memories somehow. Also, the AI's voice in the sound clips sound like it might be another monator. I also found a reference to the Seventh Column on the site, which is a Halo fanclub.
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| threshershark | Re: Re: Re:, 08-24-04 8:45pm I was wrong about the Seventh Column, I misread it. |
PHIL-HIMSELF | Re: Re: Re:, 08-25-04 6:53am 646 guilty sparks |
PHIL-HIMSELF | Re: Re: Re:, 08-25-04 6:55am 7 by 7 by 7 is 343 |
| threshershark | Re: Re: Re: Re:, 08-25-04 12:07pm I'm pretty sure it was 343 Guilty Spark. |
Shinigami | 08-25-04 2:28am Gees, I can't even get the .wav's to work on my computer. Thanks for posting that. |