(Hopefully Atl will get a kick out of this, seeing as how he helped save the day when I... goofed.)
Lora'Lai paused as she left her office in the Legendary base. The sound of hammerblows was echoing faintly down the corridor. She frowned -- she
wasn't aware of any renovation being planned for today -- and followed the noise.
She was startled when she came across Katy doing her level best to beat the stuffing out of one of the vending machines scattered throughout the base.
"Katy?" Lora'Lai asked, puzzled. The teenager spun.
"Oh! Uh. Hi?" Katy scratched uneasily at the back of her head. "This isn't what it looks like."
Lora raised an eyebrow. "It isn't?"
"Well, okay, it probably is," Katy admitted. "I can't get into my locker, I can't get into secured areas, the only teleporter I can use
is the lobby -- and I'm scared to try it in case I can't get back in -- and now the stupid Pepsi machine won't cough up my caffeine! Arrrgh!"
Lora glanced at the machine in question. The readout cheerily blinked "ACCESS DENIED". Katy whapped it again, fairly hard -- her lead-weighted
gloves adding the percussive thud Lora had heard from halfway across the base.
"Here," Lora said, making a command decision. She punched the button for a Mountain Dew and after a short pause, the readout flashed green and the
slot let drop a chilled can.
"This sucks," Katy commented, accepting the can and nodding her thanks. "Suddenly, everything in the base hates me. I don't get it!
I've even been staying away from the mainframe since -- well, you know."
Lora patted her comfortingly. "Come with me. Let's see if we can't figure this out."
A few minutes later Lora sat back from her workstation and eyed Katy with a raised eyebrow. "It says here you don't exist," she noted, deadpan.
Katy coughed and nearly spewed Dew across Lora's desk. "WHAT?!"
"No record of Katy Kaboom exists in our systems." Lora's lips twitched. "Furthermore, the FBSA tells me nobody has registered that hero
name -- but it's currently available, if I'd like to submit a request."
"That's not funny!"
Lora relented. "Calm down, Katy. We'll get it fixed. Some sort of computer glitch, no doubt --"
"I heard that," said the base AI, until now silent.
"-- which obviously has nothing at all to do with our systems," Lora finished smoothly.
"I... thanks." Katy looked down and clenched her fist. "I don't understand how it could have happened, but... thanks."
"Not a problem," Lora replied. "Let's head down to the FBSA office, I think we can catch the after-hours clerk and get your ID restored
tonight." As they left the base and appeared in Atlas Park, Lora glanced at her fellow Legendary member and smiled just a little. "And, Katy?"
"Yes?"
"Might I suggest you use your private workshop instead of the base for the next little while? I suspect you make our AI... nervous." She indicated
the steps leading up to City Hall.
"Hmph." Katy scowled. "If I find out that collection of chips had anything to do with this, I'll rewire it into a toaster."
"Now, now..."
"A cheap toaster. That only has one setting: burnt."
"Maybe I shouldn't have said anything..."
"A toaster that will utterly fail at making toast and that nobody will want, let alone use. It'll go to the dump a lonely lump of steel and
electronics, forever lost and abandoned by those it would prefer to serve."
Lora raised an eyebrow. "Now, you're beginning to worry me," she admitted.
(I accidentally server-transferred Katy the other night and had a few moments of utter panic. This is the result.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs
Lora'Lai paused as she left her office in the Legendary base. The sound of hammerblows was echoing faintly down the corridor. She frowned -- she
wasn't aware of any renovation being planned for today -- and followed the noise.
She was startled when she came across Katy doing her level best to beat the stuffing out of one of the vending machines scattered throughout the base.
"Katy?" Lora'Lai asked, puzzled. The teenager spun.
"Oh! Uh. Hi?" Katy scratched uneasily at the back of her head. "This isn't what it looks like."
Lora raised an eyebrow. "It isn't?"
"Well, okay, it probably is," Katy admitted. "I can't get into my locker, I can't get into secured areas, the only teleporter I can use
is the lobby -- and I'm scared to try it in case I can't get back in -- and now the stupid Pepsi machine won't cough up my caffeine! Arrrgh!"
Lora glanced at the machine in question. The readout cheerily blinked "ACCESS DENIED". Katy whapped it again, fairly hard -- her lead-weighted
gloves adding the percussive thud Lora had heard from halfway across the base.
"Here," Lora said, making a command decision. She punched the button for a Mountain Dew and after a short pause, the readout flashed green and the
slot let drop a chilled can.
"This sucks," Katy commented, accepting the can and nodding her thanks. "Suddenly, everything in the base hates me. I don't get it!
I've even been staying away from the mainframe since -- well, you know."
Lora patted her comfortingly. "Come with me. Let's see if we can't figure this out."
A few minutes later Lora sat back from her workstation and eyed Katy with a raised eyebrow. "It says here you don't exist," she noted, deadpan.
Katy coughed and nearly spewed Dew across Lora's desk. "WHAT?!"
"No record of Katy Kaboom exists in our systems." Lora's lips twitched. "Furthermore, the FBSA tells me nobody has registered that hero
name -- but it's currently available, if I'd like to submit a request."
"That's not funny!"
Lora relented. "Calm down, Katy. We'll get it fixed. Some sort of computer glitch, no doubt --"
"I heard that," said the base AI, until now silent.
"-- which obviously has nothing at all to do with our systems," Lora finished smoothly.
"I... thanks." Katy looked down and clenched her fist. "I don't understand how it could have happened, but... thanks."
"Not a problem," Lora replied. "Let's head down to the FBSA office, I think we can catch the after-hours clerk and get your ID restored
tonight." As they left the base and appeared in Atlas Park, Lora glanced at her fellow Legendary member and smiled just a little. "And, Katy?"
"Yes?"
"Might I suggest you use your private workshop instead of the base for the next little while? I suspect you make our AI... nervous." She indicated
the steps leading up to City Hall.
"Hmph." Katy scowled. "If I find out that collection of chips had anything to do with this, I'll rewire it into a toaster."
"Now, now..."
"A cheap toaster. That only has one setting: burnt."
"Maybe I shouldn't have said anything..."
"A toaster that will utterly fail at making toast and that nobody will want, let alone use. It'll go to the dump a lonely lump of steel and
electronics, forever lost and abandoned by those it would prefer to serve."
Lora raised an eyebrow. "Now, you're beginning to worry me," she admitted.
(I accidentally server-transferred Katy the other night and had a few moments of utter panic. This is the result.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs