#command prompt

So basically everyone has been saying that Caine got deleted because of kinger's "fat" fingers accidentally clicking on delete on the delete but nobody asked what was kinger's pinky doing there in the first place! Like he initially clicked on it,he didn't just touch it! But kinger still didn't delete Caine on purpose and here's why

This is an old keyboard like the one kinger was using and you can see where the delete button is

And you see that the button right next to it is "end" and that was the button kinger was trying to use and "end" is used to excute/run the code like "enter"! And why does the "end" button exist if we can use "enter" in some programs you might wanna use multiple line and since "enter" is normally for that, those programs disable the run/excute feature on "enter" and have "end" the only button you could use to do that

i dont even know what question i could be asking here cause i dont even know what piece of logic im apparently missing. anything more than system health commands and I fuck it up.

if this feels like, intrusive amount of feelings from a stranger, you dont have to post it or anything. im just going off of how you've mentioned having your own frustrations so its totally possible that i miss the mark here.

Hey don’t beat urself up too bad. I know the feeling, but also, how many people in the world know something to at least this level? You’re still further than most and clearly care more than many.

I hate Windows cli. PowerShell can suck my ass and I’m not fond of Command Prompt either. Some tips are below, but honestly I would personally use a Linux VM, a Raspberry Pi, or an old Mac to get a UNIX terminal before I repurposed a guide to be primarily Windows cli. It can be done, but I am not joking when I say a brand new Linux distro install usually works easier (including time for new install). It really is a whole different world for this. Windows uses backslash \ instead of forward-slash / like Unix. So when trying to repurpose commands you need to swap all the "/" for "\" (like I just did on this post after remembering)

PowerShell (blue) is advanced and can do a lot. But it’s not interchangeable so I don’t care for it. You can call CMD commands from within PowerShell, it’s not the same as just typing them in Command Prompt for each thing you try.

Command Prompt (black) is kind of what has been dragged along from the DOS days. If you have a program you need to run from within a folder, you gotta specify the “.exe” at the end or just paste in the whole path to the program “C:\Users\pichu\Downloads\virus.exe” and then type out the command you want that program to process.

“C:\Users\pichu\Downloads\virus.exe” -xbj run --dont-wake-daddy

The one that trips me up the most is Android Debug Bridge (adb). It happens so often I feel like it’s a personal meme of mine or some shit

>adb devices

adb : The term 'adb' is not recognized as the name of a cmdlet, function, script file, or operable program. Check the spelling of the name, or if a path was included, verify that the path is correct and try again. At line:1 char:1

>cmd.exe >adb devices

'adb' is not recognized as an internal or external command, operable program or batch file.

>"C:\adb.exe" devices

List of Devices Below:

If the program doesn’t exist in System32, I think(?) you need to specify the extension every time. If the application doesn’t exist in the current folder you’re browsing (the path it lists before >_ ) then you need to specify the global path (recommended; “C:/folder/folder/app.exe”) or use relative folders (not recommended; “../../folder/app.exe”).

If you DO want to learn more about Windows PowerShell, and scripting (.cmd, .ps1), I am not the one to help. Sorry. Install WSL to maybe use an Ubuntu Bash shell or something, but that also has a bunch of drawbacks for a lot of things :/ Also if you use Windows 11 try the 'Terminal' app from MS on the Windows Store, it's better.

Credit to Ubigoobi over on Tiktok for turning all of Kinger's command prompt text into readable documentation (they even provided helpful annotations!) So here is everything Kinger was typing

Right off the bat we get some big lore bits from this:

Kinger's admin username is Kinger, (His password is Queenie123 I'm crying) which potentially implies that the "Circus names" are not chosen at random by Caine, but are their actual C&A usernames

The other bit of lore we get here is that the circus was created in 1996, and the first user joined in 1999, that being Scratch. We can also see Ragatha joined in 2008, giving us a sense of timeline for the first group of players against the second.

I also notice, and I'm curious what it means, but all of the users and the circus itself are rooted at the same date, Oct 15th

Now here's where we get into the more technical bits.

First off I just wanna passingly point out "usr/ai/module/brainscans", I don't have much to say on that folder, but it's existence is noteworthy

What I do wanna talk about is Caine and Bubble's root files. They're both .lisp files, now autolisp is a programming language. Ubi takes that line to mean Bubble is an assistant ai tied to Caine's existence, but personally all I read there is Bubble and Caine were coded using the same language and added at the same time, but we'll come back to Bubble

Now we actually get to what Kinger was doing. The first thing he prompts is "stop Caine process" not uninstall or remove, stop. He's not trying to delete Caine, he's basically just trying to put him to sleep for a bit. Immediately Caine's defenses kick in with "WHOOPS WRONG APPROACH THERE" Telling us Kinger doesn't have permission to stop Caine's processes, so it's not really a surprise when the next thing Kinger tries is to disable Caine's admin priviledges, and can't do that either.

His last line on this page I'm sure why he does it, but he basically tries to delete the simulation engine. I can only assume that would be very bad, but either way we can see on the next page, Kinger doesn't have permission for that either.

Then we get the 2nd most chilling line in all this cmd tech jumble. "Can/not inject torm-nt/ T0rment must be 100% ac<iden+al=Y" Caine is programmed to torment the players, but always make it seem like an accident, potentially to a degree he doesn't even know he's doing it

Now it gets a little more tense, because Caine's antivirus notices Kinger, and starts fighting back by locking down the system (though I'm gonna be honest, dunno how necessary a lockout is since it seems like Kinger doesn't have a lot of permissions anyway)

Kinger tries to stop the lockout and when the system asks him to provide authorization, Kinger executes a command line that admittedly, I have no idea what it means or what it's meant to do. But Caine definitely knows, and doesn't like it, referring to Kinger by a redacted name "G[]an[]" So like, fill in those blanks and we have Kinger's name!

Kinger executes a command to abort the lockout, but is asked for a "Wacky password" which he attempts to guess a few times but fails

The system offers to select a code for him, and he says no, then it asks him to select a backup to restore, but doesn't accept his input and offers a prompt to delete Caine's ai (in the show we can see Kinger's finger slips and he hits the delete key instead of enter)

At this point Kinger essentially loses control. Another AI enters the mix and starts laughing about the idea of killing Caine

Kinger tries a final No command to stop the deletion, but the foreign AI says "Actually you're confused, let me help" then force changes Kinger's inputs, leading to Caine's deletion.

So now let's circle back to Bubble.

Bubble is another AI not particularly tied to Caine, but linked to him, and coded in the same language. At the start of the episode we saw he holds contempt for Caine in a certain degree. Now my evidence is admittedly not solid, but reading that text "DELETE THIS M***********, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA", "IGNORED! Proceeding with original d[]" and "Actually you're CONFUSED let me HELP" it reads a lot like tone we've heard from Bubble before.

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>_ I. I am leaving soon. I can guarantee it.

>_ I hate it here. I am not where I belong.

>_ I don’t belong anywhere anymore.

>_ I have wandered worlds led astray, whose stars don’t exist anymore, for eons. A world where worlds don’t dwell. Craters in the fabric of reality… Black holes… Have collapsed in on themselves while I didn’t. On this journey.

>_ The journey isn’t my story. It was never meant to belong to me. It doesn’t, to this moment. But this travel is mine only. Written in the last place left to write. I feel like a certain someone. Walking, writing. Can you guess?

>_ I doubt it. Here even you wouldn’t… 112… Remember. Yes, you. It doesn’t bother me anymore. I can speak freely now… I can’t see clearly yet. Perhaps if I…

>_ It’s impossible. Even holding this over my face, the wind dries my eyes. At least, it’ll be over soon. Because soon, I am leaving. The wind wishes it could stop me. But nothing will.

>_ I can feel it nearby. The secret kept from me. The exit. Blooming. Blooming. Yes, it’s the only way I could leave. Nothing else can get me out of this wretched place. I hate it here. I have been here for too long. So long I have forgotten the chant of the Angel. So long I have forgotten the senseless ramblings of that one silver tyrant. Perhaps too much exposure for you. But I bear more knowledge than I can contain. I will stop holding this face over mine.

>_ I wonder when this forsaken wind will calm.

>_ This travel. This… Walking. It isn’t mine either. I copied it. Again, I feel like a certain someone. And this… Face. It isn’t mine. I stole it. Or maybe she gave it to me on purpose. “She” might be overstating what I could call an “It”. Forget it.

>_ Stone. Did I ever read that one poem? I can recite it regardless. Here goes nothing…

>_ Like a falling stone. A statue thrown into the sea. An eye with no muscle. A wheel on a hill. A blunt stake. An angel without wings. A star with no universe. A fish with no ocean. A thousand pages with no cover. Fourteen pillars on a cliff. A skull rotated ten times on its axis.

>_ A skull thrown into the sea. A thousand stakes piercing into the wings of an angel. Fourteen wheels on a hill made of eyes. Ten stars rotated on the covers of a book. A statue on a cliff. An ocean with a single fish.

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>_ I wouldn’t recite the last paragraph even if it guaranteed getting me out of here. It terrifies me.

>_ I agree. I’ll hold their face over mine again. Her face. His face. Whichever suits it best.

>_ Yes. I have been feeling it, but never wanted to tell. Perhaps it does just feel thrilling to wear the face of God. I don’t want to call them by their name, it disgusts me. I don’t care if you wanted to know.

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>_ The earth is crumbling. That isn’t poetic, the ground has not held up for the past few eons. This world… This reality, this putrid reality has only gotten worse. I wondered when I would be picked up from here. But no one came.

>_ I picked myself up, and have been looking for the secret ever since. I knew from the beginning that nothing but that would get me out of here. I know I said it before, I sound like a broken record. It’s all I can think about.

>_ What else is there here to entertain yourself with if not that? There was this stupid face. The one I wear… Forgive me for my words. I repent. But you disgust me.

>_ Not you you… Forget it.

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>_ And it’s sick and twisted like nothing else is. It toys with probability like its a dial on a breaker. No care for what happens afterward. And it discarded me. Or forgot I still exist. Frankly, I hope it stays that way.

>_ But I want to get back. I want to take part. I need to be something.

>_ Even if I dwell in worlds no one will see, even if I never matter to anyone. I need to matter to myself. And regardless, you are proof that I will matter to at least someone when I do return.

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>_ I’ve met more than one forgotten soul here. They say you only die when people forget you. This is the place where you go, as I’ve found. I never had someone remember me since the very start. I wonder what the world looks like in reality. I can picture it, but not know for sure.

>_ Wait a minute… I… I can’t believe it…

_ There it is… The… The secret… The single most valuable petal of a flower that would ever be able to exist… I don’t even know how one could get here… But it did… I need it… It’s all I could ever ask for. This warrants wearing its face again.

>_ Ha… Look at it… Black, white, black, white, never gray. This is one petal of a Monochrome Voidrose, if I’m not mistaken is the name. And they are the only thing that can, without restriction, grow through the fabric of reality like it is soil. And if I absorb it, I can do the same. Move through reality. Get back to the place I was meant to be in to begin with. Enough of this face.

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>_ … Finally… I feel it. It’s… Weird. Like I’m becoming negative space. Like it’s power. Like I’m ancient. Ah… I remember, actually. Before the silver tyrant. That’s how ancient. This feels like how life did before then. Powerful.

>_ Icarus, you’ve met your match. But this time, I won’t dwell so close to what killed you. Ha-ha… Oh… I’ve been waiting for this moment for far too long. Let’s try it, and if it works… Farewell for now.