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So far this is still a side blog so I follow/like from my main!
This is a blog run by @3-inch-sam for my OC Kirin! They're a medic and a scientist. I'm open to asks about them, from any time in The Grid. I'm still working on their story so things might be fuzzy or shift around.
Please also be kind- this is my first time running a blog like this!
No NSFW please, and keep negative out of character interactions to a minimum. Thank you!
Character refs below
Kirin: (he/they)
Bug:
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Hey . Hey program. Me when you when your mom when me and your mom y. Your mom and me when. When she when I. When your mom
"I don't know what a mom is," Kirin sighed heavily, putting one hand over his face.
Just a friendly reminder that roleplaying with me is no pressure. It doesn't matter if your response takes days, weeks, or even months. I understand that life comes first and this is a hobby that's meant to be fun.
"When was the last time you slept?"
"Well or at all?" The medic rubs their eyes and lets out a tired laugh. "At all: a couple millicycles, maybe three and a half. Well: not since I left... you know."
Sleep Deprivation Sentence Starters
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“When was the last time you slept?”
“What? Sorry, I’m having trouble focusing…”
“…What was I doing?”
“What are you doing?”
“Did you see that? No?”
“I haven’t slept in almost __ days.”
“You look absolutely terrible.”
“I’m so exhausted I don’t feel tired anymore.”
“I don’t think I can stand up without things spinning.”
“You need to go to bed.”
“I can’t sleep.”
“You aren’t making any sense.”
“…What?”
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"So what are you, exactly...? I've never seen light lines like yours before."
"Oh!! Uh.. hello, User! Well I'm a medic, and these are my base circuits. Since I'm a Bostrumite, they're green. I suppose you never got a chance to see Bostrum..."
"No, I... I got here too late for that. Just a few cycles ago, actually." But then he smiled, seeing the program's companion. "I didn't realize there were cats on the Grid. I kind of assumed it was just programs, Bits, and gridbugs."
Kirin patted Bug's head. "Yeah, we all did. I don't know what he is. A glitch, maybe... The Grid was so destabilized after Flynn disappeared that we had no idea if it was even going to last another cycle. Maybe he popped up then, somehow." Bug purred and bumped up against Alan's body.
Kirin laughed. "He likes you! Good thing, too- I'm not too keen on patching up a User just after meeting him."
"Hopefully it's a little more stable now. I fixed what I could, from the outside, but I just don't know enough about how Flynn set things up to..." Alan trailed off then, his train of thought completely derailed by the cat's attention. Glitch or no, the cat seemed pretty ordinary, aside from the circuitry. "Oh. Hello."
And then the medic's words caught up to him.
"Hold on, what do you mean, when Flynn disappeared? I found his notes, when we were cleaning out his office... I thought this was where he went -- I came in here to find him."
"Flynn... Oh, glitch, I thought you knew," Kirin pushed past the embarrassment of letting his language slip. "Clu took over the Grid cycles ago. Tron was killed, and... No one really knows what happened to Flynn. There were rumors of him being smuggled into the Outlands but no one's been able to find a trace of him."
The medic glanced around for a datapad and picked one up. "Someone uploaded memory files to a blacklisted storage area. If you're up for it, I could show you, but it sounds like you were friends."
This was a User. He had to remember that. But if he was honest, it seemed like they weren't so different; Alan-One was kind and polite, just like many programs. Maybe the stories exaggerated.
And so, Kirin offered something else. "I'm sorry, but I don't know where he is," they said bleakly. "I... I really wish I could help you more, but all I can offer is condolences."
"Good friends, yeah -- we've worked together for a long time. Flynn knows how to make himself pretty close to invisible on a system... so there's hope." Alan wasn't entirely sure which of them he was really trying to convince. But as he said it, he felt some of the sudden fear subside. "He wrote a lot of this one -- at the higher levels, at least -- so I'm sure he's found somewhere safe."
So this was why he'd never returned. Alan supposed that this meant at least some of the stories Flynn had told the kids had been true... But then, he had been betrayed by someone he trusted.
"If you can access those files, I... I should know what happened, at least. I need to know what happened." Alan looked at them for a few seconds, then smiled. "I didn't properly introduce myself, did I? My name's Alan. It's nice to meet you -- and your friend."
Kirin smiled. "It's good to meet you too, Alan. I'm Kirin, and this is Bug." They pulled up the files and prepared them to play, handing them over with a wince. "I'll... I'll get you some energy. It's not strong- the Occupation takes all the strong stuff these days- but it's something."
He turned away when the video began to play. He'd seen it enough to know it too well. He poured one glass for himself and one for the User, though he gave Alan more; perhaps a show of respect, or perhaps a precaution, he wasn't sure which.
"So what are you, exactly...? I've never seen light lines like yours before."
"Oh!! Uh.. hello, User! Well I'm a medic, and these are my base circuits. Since I'm a Bostrumite, they're green. I suppose you never got a chance to see Bostrum..."
"No, I... I got here too late for that. Just a few cycles ago, actually." But then he smiled, seeing the program's companion. "I didn't realize there were cats on the Grid. I kind of assumed it was just programs, Bits, and gridbugs."
Kirin patted Bug's head. "Yeah, we all did. I don't know what he is. A glitch, maybe... The Grid was so destabilized after Flynn disappeared that we had no idea if it was even going to last another cycle. Maybe he popped up then, somehow." Bug purred and bumped up against Alan's body.
Kirin laughed. "He likes you! Good thing, too- I'm not too keen on patching up a User just after meeting him."
"Hopefully it's a little more stable now. I fixed what I could, from the outside, but I just don't know enough about how Flynn set things up to..." Alan trailed off then, his train of thought completely derailed by the cat's attention. Glitch or no, the cat seemed pretty ordinary, aside from the circuitry. "Oh. Hello."
And then the medic's words caught up to him.
"Hold on, what do you mean, when Flynn disappeared? I found his notes, when we were cleaning out his office... I thought this was where he went -- I came in here to find him."
"Flynn... Oh, glitch, I thought you knew," Kirin pushed past the embarrassment of letting his language slip. "Clu took over the Grid cycles ago. Tron was killed, and... No one really knows what happened to Flynn. There were rumors of him being smuggled into the Outlands but no one's been able to find a trace of him."
The medic glanced around for a datapad and picked one up. "Someone uploaded memory files to a blacklisted storage area. If you're up for it, I could show you, but it sounds like you were friends."
This was a User. He had to remember that. But if he was honest, it seemed like they weren't so different; Alan-One was kind and polite, just like many programs. Maybe the stories exaggerated.
And so, Kirin offered something else. "I'm sorry, but I don't know where he is," they said bleakly. "I... I really wish I could help you more, but all I can offer is condolences."
SHAWTY YOU MET ALAN?? Sheeeeesh
"USER YOU ARE LUCKY THAT MY PROGRAMMING DICTATES AGAINST HARMING PEOPLE-"
"So what are you, exactly...? I've never seen light lines like yours before."
"Oh!! Uh.. hello, User! Well I'm a medic, and these are my base circuits. Since I'm a Bostrumite, they're green. I suppose you never got a chance to see Bostrum..."
"No, I... I got here too late for that. Just a few cycles ago, actually." But then he smiled, seeing the program's companion. "I didn't realize there were cats on the Grid. I kind of assumed it was just programs, Bits, and gridbugs."
Kirin patted Bug's head. "Yeah, we all did. I don't know what he is. A glitch, maybe... The Grid was so destabilized after Flynn disappeared that we had no idea if it was even going to last another cycle. Maybe he popped up then, somehow." Bug purred and bumped up against Alan's body.
Kirin laughed. "He likes you! Good thing, too- I'm not too keen on patching up a User just after meeting him."
"What is a-" He checked the information on his datapad about this program, "-Gridcat. What is a Gridcat?"
Bug growled at him, and Kirin placed a cautious hand over his hip, on one of his batons. "I don't know, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you," he said with a glare.
"Sor-ree! No need to be rude, I was just asking. The way a person does when they don't know something."
Kirin took a breath. "My apologies, system administrator," he said. This time it was a bit more calm, albeit clearly restrained. "I have some theories, but none have been conclusive thus far."
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"What is a-" He checked the information on his datapad about this program, "-Gridcat. What is a Gridcat?"
Bug growled at him, and Kirin placed a cautious hand over his hip, on one of his batons. "I don't know, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you," he said with a glare.
"What are you?!"
"A medic, silly!"
"So what are you, exactly...? I've never seen light lines like yours before."
"Oh!! Uh.. hello, User! Well I'm a medic, and these are my base circuits. Since I'm a Bostrumite, they're green. I suppose you never got a chance to see Bostrum..."
Send “What are you!?” for my muse’s response.
How does Bug feel about Gridbugs?
"They're good for chasing, but not much else." Kirin glances over to where Bug is sitting and scratching his ear. "They're pests for him, just like they are for us. He tried to eat one once... That was an interesting cycle."
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"You're really annoying, you know that?"
(Red is rectified Advan, I saw you do that to Kirin and I thought it was cool)
((I like it!!))
"Tch, you're one to talk, sentry. At least I contribute directly to a project."
((i actually didn't see the red text at first cause I'm in mobile 😂))
"What's that supposed to mean, first rank? Are you trying to start something?"
//Lol it's all good then!!
Kirin rolls his eyes and scoffs. "If I did, we both know who would finish it."
It doesn't come off as much of a threat, since they are both fully aware that Advan is far better at physical combat.
Advan scoffed, a smirk on his face.
"Yeah, I think we both know who would. Why don't we test on that?"
Advan knew he was better, Kirin only won a handful of times due to gaining an upper hand. Typically when Advan got distracted or was knocked on the head. He took an offense stance, his hands up in fists.
"One on one, hand to hand combat... Or are you a big boy now and ready to have an actual duel?"
The stance sets something off in Kirin's systems. Just a little tickle that alerts him of... well, he doesn't know what. And he doesn't like it.
"I have more important things to do than scuffle with a guard," Kirin growls. They pick up their datapad and return to the diagnostics of their latest experiment.
