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Kid really needs to learn to watch where he's going [Open like an open thing]
"You've gotta be kiddin me!" Alex shouted, shaking this video screen he was holding. "My own AI! Stop that!"
Apparently he was having trouble getting through one of the levels of his own game.
Sure it was using basic text for it's graphics, but he was a programmer, not a graphic's artist. Besides, since he just had different symbols for different units and different colours for different armies and some symbols set aside for use with terrain, there was no need for fancy graphics.
So distracted by his strategy game he nearly walked into one of Stacy's fleshy walls as he wandered down the hallway, stretching his legs. He had spent his time from when he got on the ship until now programming this thing and convincing people from the engineering department to made the equipment he needed. He was damn well going to enjoy this game, even if strategy wasn't his thing. In fact, the only reason why he had made a strategy game at all was because he had an idea earlier for a new algorithm that would more efficiently analyse enemy movements and know how to react better. This was of course, best suited for a.)a fighting game- which would require a graphics artist for it to be really playable- or b.) a strategy game.
So here he was, forty battles in, fighting an AI who seemed to know what moves he would make before he did.
"Come on! Get out of my friggin head you pile of bytes!"
Yup, he was far too into this game to notice much of anything around him. Even the walls sometimes got in his way. He didn't much care- usually you were left alone if you appeared very busy, and this game was getting to be such a pain now, he had to focus on it. For all he knew, he was about to walk straight into someone. Given the sheer number of people on the ship, this was bound to happen.
Apparently he was having trouble getting through one of the levels of his own game.
Sure it was using basic text for it's graphics, but he was a programmer, not a graphic's artist. Besides, since he just had different symbols for different units and different colours for different armies and some symbols set aside for use with terrain, there was no need for fancy graphics.
So distracted by his strategy game he nearly walked into one of Stacy's fleshy walls as he wandered down the hallway, stretching his legs. He had spent his time from when he got on the ship until now programming this thing and convincing people from the engineering department to made the equipment he needed. He was damn well going to enjoy this game, even if strategy wasn't his thing. In fact, the only reason why he had made a strategy game at all was because he had an idea earlier for a new algorithm that would more efficiently analyse enemy movements and know how to react better. This was of course, best suited for a.)a fighting game- which would require a graphics artist for it to be really playable- or b.) a strategy game.
So here he was, forty battles in, fighting an AI who seemed to know what moves he would make before he did.
"Come on! Get out of my friggin head you pile of bytes!"
Yup, he was far too into this game to notice much of anything around him. Even the walls sometimes got in his way. He didn't much care- usually you were left alone if you appeared very busy, and this game was getting to be such a pain now, he had to focus on it. For all he knew, he was about to walk straight into someone. Given the sheer number of people on the ship, this was bound to happen.
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She leaned forward, scrutinizing his face, searching for signs of illness or injury.
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Kogasa frowned, not entirely convinced, but she didn't want to bother him now that she'd messed up her scare attempt. The umbrella watched Alex wave his hand and began to imitate him with its tongue. Kogasa giggled.
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He's been staring at it for a while now. "I... I th-think we met on th-the comms. K-Kogasa? U-unless s-someone else h-has an umbrella."
He had been wondering what she had meant by "the umbrella is also me."
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The umbrella withdrew its tongue, frowning in apology.
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"Y-yeah. Alex. Th r-rat a-asleep in my h-hood is Alice. Sh-she u-usually w-wakes up f-for p-people."
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She smiled again. "Nice to meetcha, Alex! For real this time! Wanna be friends?"
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As if on cue, the little rodent squeaked as she yawned and stretched before peaking her head over Alex's shoulder. "S-see?" Alex exclaimed with a smile, "w-we'd both love to be y-your friends!"
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Her expression became contemplative, and the umbrella whacked her on the head with its tongue. "Ouch..."
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He paused a moment as her use of words dawned on him, "S-so, you're n-not human?" Despite his stutter he didn't look in the least bit concerned over the idea of her not being human. It really wasn't surprising that she wasn't, with the talking umbrella, but he figured a human with a talking umbrella that was also them was not out of the realm of possibilities. Really, he had decided that nothing was outside the realm of possibilities.
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The umbrella stuck its tongue out and smiled as if to say hello.
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He was really amazed at was that he wasn't completely floored by this revelation. He was getting a little more used to how things worked on this ship. That didn't mean he could quite wrap his mind around the idea. "Wh-what was it l-like- I mean! I-I mean i-if you d-don' m-mind me a-asking...."
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"Well...I guess it actually really sucked. I couldn't move, except when the wind picked me up or someone carried me...except no one ever carried me, so I only moved on the wind. I was forgotten, see, and my owner never came back for me...and I guess nobody wanted a purple umbrella!" She said it with a smile, but it was more subdued than normal. "I spent a hundred years drifting around, and then one day I woke up like this. It was really weird, but...I'm glad it happened! I met some interesting people because of it!"
Alex sees bad emotions, let me know if you have an issue with this post.
Alex noticed the shadow around the girl, and gave her a weak, reassuring smile, "I-I'm glad too. Y-you're really nice. A-and now y-you c-can have more f-friends! Wh-who you c-can talk to! I-I'd be h-happy to h-have a p-purple umbrella, s-specially if sh-she's as n-nice as you."
It's no problem at all! o/
Kogasa grinned, then grimaced, and smiled again. "I like being called nice, but youkai aren't supposed to be nice...aaah, whatever! It's okay if a few humans think I'm nice! Right?" She turned to the umbrella, which grinned in agreement.
"Well, if you ever need an umbrella here, I'd be glad to be of assistance! It's what I was made for, after all!"
^_^
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"So what were you doing before you fell? It sounded like you were having a hard time with it..."
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Upon being asked about his game, he held up the system and explained, "I-it's this AI I w-was t-training. I-It does strategy. I-it l-learns s-strategies a-and f-figures out th-the b-best responses. I-it a-also l-learns t-to p-predict and nullify strategies b-before th-they come t-ta fruition."
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He racked his brain until he vaguely remembered her sprite. Wasn't she one of the bosses? Well, that explained why she knew danmaku. "B-but, y-yeah, I-I'm sure m-my AI c-could a-avoid it."
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She peered at the video screen. "If I could beat that AI thingy in a danmaku battle, would you be surprised?!"
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He's a very gentle canon puncturer.
^_^
Well, he generally hates seeing people upset. Unless you are a doctor. Kogasa is not.
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