Atsuro Kihara (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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compnetwork2013-07-13 10:47 pm
otakuro) wrote in compnetwork2013-07-13 10:47 pm
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[Saturday night, the screen flickers on to display Atsuro wearing a fatigued expression. As he begins to speak, he pauses, then turns aside to yawn momentarily before facing back to the camera again.]
...Sorry about that.
But, uh. Guys? ...We've got a problem. Again.
[In lieu of giving any explanation, he simply readjusts the COMP so the camera is directed at his computer screen: playing in what seems to be fast forward is a video of a horde of smiling, overly cheerful yellow creatures in a strange black and green world, running rampant in every direction and chowing down on electrical wires and large floating images of the typical 'folder' icon. Occasionally, they freeze, shudder for a moment, and explode into ten new smiley faces. After a few moments, Atsuro comes back into frame, though he leaves the video playing in the background.]
...That's not what's actually going on, before you ask. It's a cutesy little representation, but... you guys get the gist of it. I thought it was just my PC at first, but it's looking like slow COMPs aren't going to be the worst of our troubles if this goes on. The network already looks to be pretty badly compromised.
If you've accessed the network in the last few days without a bunch of firewalls, you're probably infected. ...Actually, you might still be infected even with the firewalls. I don't know what's going on, but these aren't like any viruses I've ever dealt with. I haven't slept in like, 24 hours [he checks the clock at this point] ...30 hours, and it's like Hercules against the Lernean Hydra. Clear one and three more files are infected before I'm done - and the original file still isn't totally clean. ...I'd almost think they were learning if I didn't know any better.
[He pauses awkwardly at this point.]
The other thing is... I know this is a little bit private, but could you guys who aren't... totally organic check in? Since our COMPs are basically wired to our brains through the nanomachines, and your brains are... computers, I think, uh. You see where I'm going with this.
[He leaves it hanging there.]
Someone should probably do something. ...Who's even responsible for keeping the network running, anyway? Why hasn't the government said anything?
...Sorry about that.
But, uh. Guys? ...We've got a problem. Again.
[In lieu of giving any explanation, he simply readjusts the COMP so the camera is directed at his computer screen: playing in what seems to be fast forward is a video of a horde of smiling, overly cheerful yellow creatures in a strange black and green world, running rampant in every direction and chowing down on electrical wires and large floating images of the typical 'folder' icon. Occasionally, they freeze, shudder for a moment, and explode into ten new smiley faces. After a few moments, Atsuro comes back into frame, though he leaves the video playing in the background.]
...That's not what's actually going on, before you ask. It's a cutesy little representation, but... you guys get the gist of it. I thought it was just my PC at first, but it's looking like slow COMPs aren't going to be the worst of our troubles if this goes on. The network already looks to be pretty badly compromised.
If you've accessed the network in the last few days without a bunch of firewalls, you're probably infected. ...Actually, you might still be infected even with the firewalls. I don't know what's going on, but these aren't like any viruses I've ever dealt with. I haven't slept in like, 24 hours [he checks the clock at this point] ...30 hours, and it's like Hercules against the Lernean Hydra. Clear one and three more files are infected before I'm done - and the original file still isn't totally clean. ...I'd almost think they were learning if I didn't know any better.
[He pauses awkwardly at this point.]
The other thing is... I know this is a little bit private, but could you guys who aren't... totally organic check in? Since our COMPs are basically wired to our brains through the nanomachines, and your brains are... computers, I think, uh. You see where I'm going with this.
[He leaves it hanging there.]
Someone should probably do something. ...Who's even responsible for keeping the network running, anyway? Why hasn't the government said anything?
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I er ked af, Mister Atsuro. I er så ked af. Du ser ud for mig og at være så sød, selvom jeg gjorde du føler dig så akavet før...
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You can... think of this as a vacation! Take some time off from work and, er. Maybe you're be able to learn all of these foreign languages when this is over.
[...Atsuro's advice is stretching it at this point.]
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'I'm sorry.'
'Thank you.'
She hopes at least one of those two sentiments gets through.]
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We'll figure it out soon, Nano. ...I've got to try and work out a solution, but... hang in there.
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