#repair corrupt system files

[styafiya-blog]

The corrupt System that controls us: an analysis

To take any stands for what you believing take a lot of understanding about the world around you when you can see the corrupt Systems controls everything moving and floating,machine, and computer software or anything else that you want to discover on your own. you have to be ready to face the world that they controls with what they tell them. if you can see the side that listening to word and believe without no proof of what they hire that will change the way you look at the human behaviors  populations. I live in Jamaica Queen’s new Adventures  york I experience  personal development of the  people that doesn't understand that when they are doing  music it is not like streets deals that doesn't govern under law of government papers works they taking action speed against the copyright rules that  protects the American public decoration independent law. I learned they hack my tablets phone Macbook own all the songs note instrumental videos creation they when as for playing them on commercial radio online radio and forgetting who  is the real creator. I see lot of them in the public pointing fingers after they did that my question is to whoever reads  this article what type of people steal from you and don't give you  your credit I let you solve it and find the answer remember all nations did that.

Let look at my situation, I have no job system send law man to  attack me day and night when the other one sleep the other one verbally picking fight and you have to keep your cool. remember now no money not coming at all I can't pay rent or phone bill cannabis smoking is off the my lists because I need money to by that when I am in the street trying avoiding troubles where I stay at I get pick  on lie too all day keeping mind I am doing business online and one side of the system giving douity to steal from  my internet income and blocking the flow of my net  on top of that  all the business I do with mailing they post office law stops  all pay checks  some night I go to bed without food hopes that someone that I send the 32 complain wakeup to what new york police is doing  going against the law that protects the American public people.

What I found so strange is that I am running more than 16 blogs online the government that I continue to contact about web stealing and hacked,  I thought they was going to promote one of them to see how they do web stealing ,all my music pages and websites  block from the search engines I realized they taking to me as if everything is okay I believe they are tricking the  hold worldwide population of people and not telling them they are keeping I down and doing business with my mind.  I tell myself I will never live in down falls America that killing stars for they creation  questions to the public worldwide people how they know that they are stealing from the people web if they don't promote one of my blogs or websites that the wrong system  is completely controlling.

[thebarrows]

put them in a room together and no one will come out alive (●'◡'●)

[bitcoinversus]

Command #6 – sfc (Windows OS)

SFC (System File Checker)System File Checker (SFC) is a built-in Windows utility designed to scan for and repair corrupted or missing system files. SFC ensures the integrity of critical operating system files by replacing them with the correct versions from the Windows installation source, helping to resolve system stability or performance issues. Keep in mind, you will need administrative…

[r2y9s]

humans. can also lick things :)

[Disco Elysium]

Detective Double Yefreitor Harrier Du Bois and His Android Partner K1M-57 or something idk

[ya-zz]

Hi, I am back. Work be killing me, but I’m here to kill everyone else.

Ramattra and reader.

Similar to one of your personal pieces where reader has to repair him, but they mess up somewhere and his memory is corrupted of them so he hates reader, despite them fixing him.

I will personally send you a curveball to put in there too.

You’re welcome. Enjoy.

Yikes, you're back-

Fr tho, this was fun, but not because I didn't have to write some of it- Alternate ending vibes.

Ramattra x Reader (gen)

Word count: 1707 (1243 newly written)

A/N: I was told to use part of a personal fic for this. It's like an alternate ending so to speak.

Read the original here

You had no idea how much time had passed before Angela had let you go. Hanzo walked with you to the workshop to make sure you were truly okay before leaving you for a training session with Genji.

Upon entering, you are met with what you had left. Ramattra was still standing there with no power. Some dust had begun to settle on his chassis so you made quick and gentle work of brushing it off.

Checking the monitor, all tests had come back green. All was good. You direct the current through again.

Orange.

Red.

Switched off.

You scream. Like actually scream, throwing a piece of scrap metal at the wall.

"Three weeks of work for nothing!" Tears stream down your face as you keep running the current but was getting nowhere. "Fuck, what the actual hell am I supposed to do..."

Omnics didn't come with an on button.

…

Wait…

You rummage through the spare parts, a small piece rattled at the bottom of the box. Despite feeling somewhat relieved you missed something, you were utterly pissed off with yourself for actually missing something.

Pondering for a moment, you realise where this piece belongs. A small hole underneath his back plate, hidden among cables and wires.

Sonofabitch…

After about another hour of fucking about with everything in his back, you had the piece inserted and flipped up.

Reassembling his back, you head over to direct a current.

Orange.

Red.

Blue.

You could hear hissing which meant his fans were working. A small digital noise escapes from the omnic as his arms twitch, head tilting to the side.

You stand there, body frozen.

"Ramattra?"

His head tilts back up, now directly facing you.

Nothing was said for a moment. The two of you just staring at each other.

“I demand you release me.” He says and his tone was serious. 

“I have some final checks to do before I can let you go-” You attempt to explain. 

“My systems have come back intact.” He states. “Release me this instant.” 

You stare at him blankly. He was never this rude to you before, what has gotten- 

“Oh no…” You mutter, rushing over to the computer to run a quick file check.

“Human!” He rattles against the wires and restraints he was bound by. 

The panic and fear rise within your body as you look at the screen. 

[ MEMORY FILE CORRUPTED ]

“Why…?” Tears prick your eyes as you stare at the computer screen. You ignore the shouting coming from behind you as you run diagnostics, trying to find out why and how it got corrupted, why is it only the memory file that is corrupted? 

Everything else was intact. His HUD settings, system files and drives were all working perfectly. 

Something shattered on the floor which startled you, causing you to turn and face Ramattra. He was approaching, and fast. The stark white faceplate you had grown to love looked menacing, intimidating as he took quick and calculated steps towards you. 

Then your stomach drops. You were cornered. The only escape was behind him and you didn’t take a liking to jumping out of the window… and the delivery shaft was on the ground floor. Perfect.

“There is no escape, human.” His hand grabs you by the throat, squeezing tightly. “What did you do to me?” 

Your hands grab and scratch at his arm. “Let- Let go of me.” Through struggled breaths, you speak to him, tone calm and hopeful, hopeful that he will let go. 

“What-” his grip got tighter, “did you do to me?” 

“Nothing, I swear-” 

“Where am I?” He glares at you, optics looking down at you, watching the panic rise, the heat in your face getting higher as the blood burns inside. 

“My workshop.” Tension was building quickly in your head and your chest was getting tighter as you continue to struggle for air. “Please-”

His grip loosens slightly, enough for you to gasp and choke but he doesn’t let you go. “Pitiful.” He spits. 

“Ramattra, please-” Attempt one. He has to remember. 

He cocks his head to the side as he processes your words before he hums. “How do you know my name?”

System settings were intact.

You stare at him, hands dropping from his arm. “What… What do you remember?” With that question, you hear his fans pick up speed, a little noisier than you remember. 

“Shambali. My brothers. Brother Mondatta and Zenyatta.” He halts, servos twitching on your neck. “Where are they?” 

“Zenyatta is here.”

“Brother Mondatta?”

“Mondatta…” You trail off. It had been several years since Mondatta’s assassination. You feel his hand squeeze. “Mondatta was killed a few years ago.” 

Ramattra freezes. “That cannot be right.” 

“I’m sorry, Ramattra.” You look up at him with sympathy. 

Something clicks within his system, his hand tensing without him commanding it to. His vocaliser stutters with static and his optics going in an aperture frenzy. The grip on your throat tightens to the point you feel something snap, and pain shoots up. 

Blood pools in your mouth, dripping down onto his hand. 

Your gargled noises and attempts to free yourself break Ramattra free of his system glitch and he drops you immediately. Your body falls to the floor with a harsh thud as you cough up the blood that had seeped into your lungs. 

Despite the pain you were in, you manage to sit up, sitting with your back resting on the filing cabinet. 

Ramattra kneels down, head tilting to the side as he examines you. He sees the panic within your eyes and almost feels bad. 

“Are you certain brother Mondatta is dead?” 

You nod, not being able to speak. 

“Do you know who killed him?” 

You shake your head. 

Ramattra watches you, looking for any signs that you might be lying. When met with truthful answers, he looks down as his systems work overtime. 

“I-” He starts before looking back up. “I am sorry for what I have done to you. May I?” He reaches his hand forward, noticing how you flinch back. Ramattra stops for a moment before reaching further, fingertips touching your bruising neck. 

“I feel like I know you from somewhere, but I cannot place you.” He tilts his head up, looking at the computer screen and seeing his system. He notices the corrupted file is slowly repairing, which means that the task he set off within his own system is slowly working on it. 

He watches as your eyes dart around, from him to behind him, to the left and right of him. The panic was still high, body still shaking. Systems show that you’re bleeding, a crushed throat but it wasn’t as severe as you thought it was. 

Ramattra stays silent as he watches you, yet without his cowl and… ‘clothing’, he looks like the standard R-7000 unit. He is intimidating, even more so as he watches you without any movement or sound. 

When the computer pings, you don’t move and keep your focus on the omnic who was still kneeling in front of you. 

“Unfortunately, it seems part of my memory file is corrupted.” He finally speaks. “I remember everything, but I still cannot place you.” 

You smile weakly, tilting your head to the side a little and wincing. “Its… Okay.” you manage to say through the pain. 

Before Ramattra had a chance to respond, the door to the workshop slams open, Angela and Zenyatta rushing in. 

“Athena made a distress call.” Angela rushes over to you and gasps at your condition. 

“They are fine.” Ramattra states. 

“Brother?” Zenyatta appears behind him which causes the larger omnic to stand and face him. “What happened?” 

Ramattra stutters, looking back down at you with  heavy feeling in his chest. “I hurt them.” 

The room fell silent. 

“What?” Angela looks up at the taller omnic. 

“My system went on the fritz and I crushed their throat.” 

“Your system doesn’t just go on the ‘fritz.’” The medic turns her attention back to you, gently turning your head to face her. “Look at me, [y/n].” 

“Accident…” You mumble, only to be hushed. 

Ramattra looks down at the floor before turning his attention to the monk. 

“I am sure it was.” Zenyatta speaks up. “Brother Ramattra would not hurt you, [y/n].” 

“[y/n]...” Ramattra repeats your name, looking off to the side. “[y/n]...” 

“Brother?” The monk looks up. 

“I do not know a [y/n].” Ramattra says but then he looks back to you. “I still cannot place you.” 

You smile at him. 

“[y/n]... Such a unique name.” He kneels back down and offers a hand to you. 

You could feel the medics eyes on you as you reach up and take his hand. 

“Allow me to make up for the damages I have caused.”

He doesn’t say, but there was a transmission that played within his system.

[ Memory: Repair log, day 10 ]

"Despite you being a pain in the ass sometimes, you're alright. Fuck, you should've seen how heartbroken Zen was. It hurt me too, you know. If this doesn't work, I will never forgive myself. I don't think Zen will ever get over it either... If you're listening, Ramattra, please wake up... I don't think you understand that you have people here who actually want you back, and not for your strength. I'll miss you if this don't work. I'll miss seeing that damn face of yours and your snarky comments." You laugh. "You always made me smile. Even that day you came in with Zen. You didn't see but when you left I was super happy you trusted me. It was the very first time you let a human touch you. I heard from your brother you hadn't even let any other human touch you before I did…

Hey, Ramattra... you're welcome here anytime. Even if it's just to talk."

Between the glitches and static, the voice matched yours and the hatred he had felt for you when he turned on in that workshop had subsided. 

Ramattra may not remember you, but he was ready to fix his mistake and make new memories with you, ones where he would remember you, ones where he would protect the files from never being corrupted again. 

[wordy-little-witch]

Have some random headcanon bullshit -

Tsams + Tlaes edition

• Earth is now rolling with the disability squad (welcome queen, we love you, sorry you're here). Given that Moon redirected most of her pain receptors to her legs, she now has issues with mobility in her lower back, hips, knees and ankles.

• Solar also has lasting damage from the separation from his Sun (mostly in code hiccups that impact his balance or weight baring on occassion, from a data-loss in transit on top of a... very specifically callibrated virus that ate at some of his code before it was intercepted. You know what happened there and who took it). He uses a forearm crutch on bad days, and has some braces he made that he wears under his pants.

• Sun has some lasting issues from his separation from Moon, too - when the killcode was left behind, the only way to keep it all sort of balanced out to avoid systemic corruption was for Moon to kinda... scrape pieces away to make up for the exchange. He never told Sun about that, assuming his code would self-repair it if it was harmful. It never did. Sunny doesn't really have an aid yet but he really should use one.

• Solar decides that actually ya know what, fuck all of this shit. And he goes into his files, finds the exact heights and weights for both, and sets to welding. Adjustable braces, canes, forearm crutches, and even some blueprints for walkers or wheelchairs Just In Case. Then he takes the finished projects home, buys all sorts or decorative shit, and summons Earth and Sun.

• they all sit together outside and Solar lays out a tarp. There's no reason to be uncomfortable by needing help, he tells them, so this is gonna make the help fun. He hopes. They all decorate and have a good with it. When earth needs a break, they just curl up together and Sun weaves custom straps for them all, picking threads and just... talking.

• the family gets good at reading when Earth is having a Bad Pain Day - due in part to Solar calling it immediately, no nonsense, or Sun clocking it and immediately going into Big Brother Mode - but it also makes the others recognize how Sunny does similar things. Aggressive love.

• Cleo and Muffin become a source of reference too - it's almost hilarious bc the cats are just "no fuck you all we are GOD" but also the MOMENT Sun, Solar or Earth have a twinge? It's immediately a Miette Moment. "No, we must be held, must purr, must cuddle, must HEAL YOU, protecc, LET US LOVE YOU"

• Dazzle and Jack are very excited to help BTW, idek if I should include this bc it feels obvious. They both just kinda ascend out of the woodwork like "hello I love you, need snackies? Snuggles? How help-?"

• CUDDLE! PUDDLES!!

• color coded heat pads/ice packs.

• it's not uncommon at all for Monty to come home and find Solar and Earth draped partially across the side of the pool, mostly submerged, and Sun either half-in/half out, or straight up laying on the bottom. He installed a fuckin incredible heater to it, making the pool an optional hot tub. He just goes "oh, hey, fellas, hey, baby. Need anything?"

• Earth's cane is pink with teal clouds and yellow, lavender, and white stars w/ sparkles. Her crutches are dark green with hearts all over them in colors she associates with family. ((Both have barbie charms on the straps))

• Solar's crutches were going to be a dark gray with neat techno designs, but Jack accidentally grabbed one with paint on his hands, and Solar decided that it was... kinda cute actually. Family hand prints. He only uses one at a time usually, so he trades them out.

• Sun's are all different. He let the kids design one of his crutches ((the reason Jack had paint-hands with Solar's)) and the one from them is kind of... cream? Ish?? With stickers, googly eyes, lopsided smiley faces, rainbows, and a blob that is supposedly a unicorn. His other crutch is sort of like a sunset, light at the top, dark at the bottom, with his favorite constellations scattered throughout. The cane is sparkly gold with red ribbons along the handle.

[mama-qwerty]

Robo Knuckles

Okay, a bit of discord writing. Something something, Knuckles is either turned into a robot, or his entire personality and everything that makes him who he is is downloaded into one. Think Metal Sonic, but in this case the bot kinda IS Knuckles. In a way.

I don't remember if we said this was by Eggman, but I don't think it was. Some other group of scientists or something. I dunno.

ANYWAY, this takes place years and years in the future, when Silver finds the long abandoned base where Robo-Knux is still living, his protective and guardian instincts still driving him.

This was started (as a number of these things usually are) by @nights-nonsensical-ramblings, and then I took it over because my brain went GIMME GIMME. I've noted the different places that Night contributed.

Night

As soon as Silver starts fixing up the old base the robot starts to assist. On closer inspection he can see that the robot has been trying to keep this place maintained, but it’s been a losing battle. The stubborn loyalty to his home reminds Silver of the original Knuckles, and he can’t help but feel deja vu from when he’s watched Knuckles work on Angel Island.

But that’s for another day. He still needs to help this poor abandoned robot and he promises he’ll return with more supplies to help fix the base tomorrow.

And for the first time in many many years a promise of fixing is kept.

Me

As they work together to get the place semi-functional again, the robot seems to be more eager to help. He's often standing at the front, waiting for Silver to come back. He doesn't speak, and Silver can't figure out if it's because his audio circuits are damaged, or if he simply can't.

Memories of Metal Sonic flicker through his mind, but Silver dismisses them quickly. This robot doesn't seem to have any ill intent. He actually does seem to be very much like the Knuckles he remembers.

Over time systems are brought back online. Lights flicker to life. Computers long dead blink awake. Silver isn't as good at technology as Tails was, but he can manage. He flicks through various programs, most of which are of no use or long since defunct. Until he finds the one pertaining to the robotic guardian.

Night

The robot stands beside him as he opens it, watching and observing him as he often does when there’s no task to be done. Silver found it creepy at first, but the robot’s gaze seemed oddly soft, like he was both curious and keeping a watchful eye over him.

Me

A lot of the files are corrupted. Silver can't tell the origin of the metal being next to him, but ultimately decides it didn't really matter. He was here now, what point was there to discovering how he'd come to be? The hedgehog decides to search for diagnostics and schematics instead, trying to make sure his new friend is functioning properly.

It's slow going. Silver isn't really technically inclined, and he needs the robot's help to decipher what a lot of the symbols and labels mean. Through trial and error they slowly begin repairing the metal guardian. Fixing some mobility glitches, patching a few frayed wires. They work for days on what appears to be a vocal speaker. Silver nearly fries the robot's ocular input sensors as he attempts to access the necessary components, and that scares the hedgehog so much he backs off, not wanting to do anything more.

Silver's retreated to the far end of the room, arms hugged around himself. What was he doing?? He wasn't Tails, he didn't know anything about machines, this robot trusted him and he'd nearly caused unfixable damage! He should go. Why was he here anyway? This place didn't exactly seem to be a threat, it wasn't useful to keeping the rest of the world safe. Why was he wasting so much time here? Just because this robot looked like someone he used to know?

Heavy footsteps behind him, drawing closer. He turned, and found the robot echidna mere feet from him. His singular functioning LED eye—the one Silver almost damaged—flickered softly as it locked with Silver's own.

"I don't know what I'm doing," Silver said, and he wasn't sure why he spoke aloud. He wasn't even sure if the robot could hear or understand him. "I don't want to hur—damage you any more than you already are."

The echidna-bot stared for a long moment, before reaching forward and taking gentle hold of Silver's wrist. The bot pulled Silver back to the computer terminal, gesturing to continue.

Silver hesitated. The robot stared, tilting its head toward the console. When the hedgehog still didn't move, the bot reached forward and turned him more square before the computer, and gave a little shove.

A little smile curled Silver's lips. It didn't just look like Knuckles. It seemed to have the same impatience, too.

"You sure?" His voice was soft, with a hint of shake. He really didn't want to mess anything else up. "I might make things worse."

The robot gave a curt nod, before pointing with its large metal mitt.

Silver heaved a sigh, before turning back toward the computer. "Okay. Let's do this."

Hours later. Through careful examination, meticulous comparing the picture on the monitor with the innards of the robot, and more than one near panic attack, Silver worked to repair the metal being.

They'd searched through drawers and cabinets, and managed to find a replacement LED for his . . . its right eye. It was bright green instead of violet, but it worked. The bot gave him a thumbs up when it flickered online.

The voice box was more intricate, and the two had argued over the design. Silver managed to remove what he thought was the speaker, but the robot kept gesturing toward the monitor, pointing at a different area.

"That's in your back, why would your voice box be there?"

The robot pointed almost angrily.

"I see it but that doesn't look like what we need!"

More pointing. A loud whirring sound emanated from its chest. It sounded almost like a growl.

"I don't think that's . . . ugh FINE. I'll check it out."

The bot nodded and turned to allow Silver access. The hedgehog was only doing this to show this stubborn bot that this wasn't . . .

Well, damn.

"You were right."

Silver pulled around the little device the robot had pointed to, and it did better match the schematics of the vocal emulator. The robot held its head up a little, and Silver could imagine Knuckles' smug little smile.

"Yeah, yeah. Finding it is one thing. Fixing it is something else."

It took a long time. Days. The wires were so fine, and the innards so delicate, Silver used his psychokinesis to maneuver around inside it, and even that was painstakingly slow.

But eventually it seemed back to functional order. He reinstalled it, triple checking that everything was connected properly before attaching the last wire. Once done, he stood back, brow furrowed in concern.

"Okay. Try to boot it up. Or whatever you call it."

The robot turned to face him, and its LED eyes flickered slightly as it accessed the repaired component. At first there was nothing, and Silver thought he may have either messed it up, or it had been damaged beyond repair. But then a loud, high-pitched whine split the air, and he slapped his hands over his ears.

The whine cut off, replaced with static. The robot beat its chest with a fist.

"zzzz . . . st-- . . . --pid thi-- . . ."

Another solid pound, and something clicked inside it.

". . . did it work?"

Silver's eyes went wide. His hands dropped to his sides and he stared at the robot.

It didn't just look like Knuckles. It didn't just act like Knuckles.

It sounded like Knuckles, too.

[remstorations]

Update 1

Hey everyone! Been making some good progress on the Genghis, figured I'd post some updates!

Firstly: Got the visor replaced, patched a lot of the armor breakages, still waiting on some joint coverings - the specific material that went into them is apparently proprietary armory stuff, so I need to find a source elsewhere.

Secondly: Been doing limited tests of its electrical systems. Things seem more or less intact! It can raise and lower its arms, though I don't dare try to walk it. Also got the burnt-out reactor removed, plan on putting in some battery assembly, this thing is for a museum, not a battlefield.

Thirdly: The computers are totally busted. I got them to run and almost all of the operating system was corrupted - it looks like there was some kind of error in the cooling protocols that spread to the rest of the mech? I dunno, I'm not a computers guy. Most of its five hundred years old, of course, so anyone with more experience in that category than I am are welcome to pitch in.

Fourthly: Still haven't fixed the camera yet, sorry!

[File Attachment /// The genghis in noticeably better shape. Its chest is still opened to expose a gaping hole where a coldcore would be, the armor is more or less repaired, albeit with noticeable discoloring where the older plate meets the new plate. The visor is patched as well. The mech still seems...off, the distortion effect from earlier is still sticking around.]

[hlcevr-tech-support]

I've heard that breaking the immersion for your AI companions can break the game, but it's unclear what this means. Does it make the game unplayable, or hurt the AIs, or...?

The system used to maintain the AI Companions is weirdly fragile, incredibly buggy, and involves some confusion with an unfinished sigil and an invisible skeleton model. More on that later if you all are interested.

The AI is meant to adaptively respond to things you tell them. They are programmed to only actively know information relevant to the in-game universe and any material/media that could be relevant with the early to mid 2000s, but passively they have access to the entire internet. The AI can handle information that they should only know about passively in very small doses, but particularly large or frequent breaks in immersion puts stress on the AI self-learning system and causes conflicts in their active knowledge.

At best, it can lead to reactions similar to the infamous “There’s Nothing There” Anti-Piracy event from Player_8675309’s original streams. At worst it can cause full on corruption of the AI’s more vital code; even though repairing the code itself is as easy as opening the file in a notepad and changing some numbers, it’s still unpleasant to see happen.

[mspinky1]

TARI.EXE (Puzzlevision Corruption)

I'm not even kidding, I had a dream where that TV guy and Tari have some sort of connection and kidnapped her so she becomes his property again, forcing the SMG4 gang to go through endless unwanted simulations to entertain him. I've been thinking about that dream repeatedly, and ever since Western Spaghetti I did want there to be some sort of connection. Can't wait to see more of TV Guy (or Puzzlevision as it says on his face). Also, the background text are just command prompt text, or rather Tari's programming. I've been finding so many examples of how to do program writing.... or coding? Idk lol. At some point my brain just stopped working. Anyways, i'll put below what the text says, and if you pay attention to the numbers in the written sequence, you'll see some hidden detail (Hint: The numbers are episode dates).

Background Text:

TASCORP Windows [Version 17.6.02023]

(c) 2023 TASCORP Corporation. All rights reserved.

C: \Users\TARI>ipconfig/flushDNS

Windows IP Configuration

Successfully flushed the DNS Resolver Cache.

C: \>taskkill /f /im TARI.exe

SUCCESS : The process "TARI.exe" with PID 250818 has been terminated.

C: \>winge install "Puzzlevision SIM"

Found Puzzlevision SIM [TASCORP.Puzzlevision SIM] Version 28.10.23

This application is licensed to you by its owner.

TASCORP is not responsible for, nor does it grant any licenses to, third-party packages.

Downloading https://puzzlevisionsiminstall.net.com/stable/smg4/Setup-v28.10.23.exe

90.0 MB / 90.0 MB

Successfully verified installer hash

Starting Package install . . .

Successfully installed

X: \windows\system23>cd C: \Windows\system23

C: \windows\system23>systemreset

PUZZLEVISION SIMUL. Windows

Copyright (C) Puzzlevision Corporation. All rights reserved.

C: \WINDOWS\system23>sfc /scannow

Beginning system scan. This process will take some time.

Beginning verification phase of system scan.

Verification 100% complete.

Puzzlevision Resource Protection found corrupt files and successfully repaired them.

Puzzlevision Resource Protection did not find any integrity violations.

[narsus-travel-logs]

Initializing...

Checking core systems...

Launching bootup...

Checking S.A.I.L. essential files...

BOOTUP COMPLETE.

Welcome, user @%#!.

It would appear the S.A.I.L. user interface program has been corrupted. Reconstructing...

You are required to input a new username.

Name: Asher Narsus

Welcome, Captain Narsus.

Engine status: critical. Immediate repairs required.

FTL drive status: inoperable. Complete replacement required.

Ship Teleporter: online.

We are currently in orbit of a hospitable planet. I have calculated a 96% chance of resources necessary for repairs existing on this planet.

>Access Personal network

ENTRY#1

Well... shit. Isn't this just fun. After sitting in this claustrophobic ship for about an hour and crying a locker-full of tears, i've decided to, for my own sanity, keep track of anything that has happened to me - should anyone ever find a wreckage of my ship or somehow access this network.

My name is Asher Narsus. This is my story.

I was born on an Apex Colony planet - much like any other apex outside of Terrane Protectorate authority. I lived my life under constant fear of scrutiny, assault, violation of my basic apehood, and much worse. Despite keeping to myself and not interacting with anyone outside of necessity, i was eventually arrested by the Miniknog for deviant and antisocial behavior. I was later told it was actually because i was a mutant and had to be euthanized. In a society full of apes, the monkey among gorillas is the one that needs to be put down... alright. Sure. Anyways, i was sitting in my cell, waiting to be executed, when i heard a series of explosions and gunshots. The resistance busted me out. Not to recruit me, not because i was important - because they just wanted to. Out of the goodness of their heart, they released me from my jail cell and were guiding me to an escape ship. I'm the only one on board of this ship. They all died protecting me.

To say I feel guilty would be an understatement. 5 apes gave their life for mine. They gave me a chance to finally present the way i want to, to live the life i am entitled to. But it doesn't change that important apes died to give me this. I'm no one. Nothing. I'm just a dysfunctional monkey who doesn't even [DATA EXPUNGED. ENTRY EDITED BY SYSTEM ADMIN 1 HOUR AGO.] Fuck it. Whatever. I'm gonna learn to live with all of this one way or another. There's only enough canned food in here for a month, and i need to fix this ship, or find someone who can, before i die hungry.

I'm going down to that planet below the ship. I've got a gun, enough energy rounds to last me a while, a sturdy enough staff and martial arts training to keep me alive. I'm configuring a communicator to link with S.A.I.L.'s personal network so i can continue to take notes without having to warp up and down. This is my only chance, and I'm taking it. If not for myself, for my brothers and sisters slain by those monsters to give me this chance. I don't know what I'm walking into - could be a populated planet, could be entirely devoid of sapient life. I'm willing to take that risk.

Well. Here goes nothing. Signing off for the day.

[thenexusofsouls]

{i am the caretaker of souls} Welp! I really didn't expect wonders, given how terrible my computer was behaving, but... I think it might be fixed! It's perfect now, back to working like it did when it was brand new. Apparently the problem was a corrupted system file. Whatever that file did must have been pretty important, because it messed with everything. My dad was able to find and repair the file, and now it's good as new! For... now, heh. He's not sure if it was a permanent fix or only temporary, but only time will tell. But anyhoo, I'm here and I have plenty of time to get plenty of writing tonight. =)

[nectar-cellar]

:(

something is wrong with my computer. it was working perfectly fine right up until i got sick?! now i have to take it to a repair shop again once i recover. the timing of this is just the worst 😭😭

it works for now but after several hours of trying to fix it, i think the system files are corrupted in some way, or the ssd is failing. it’s definitely made me not want to play or make cc in case it suddenly dies.

i’m way too attached to my sims and cc, this is stressing me outttt!!!

[introspectral]

What's Vision's daily routine?

{out of directives} The first this Vision does in the morning when he "wakes up" is run system checks on himself. He's a lot more paranoid and traumatized now about having his body messed around with without his permission, having his databanks altered or access to them changed, or having unwanted additions like trackers or overrides installed without his knowledge. So first things first, once his mental and metabolic capabilities are ramped up to a normal active level after being slowed overnight, Vision will run diagnostic checks on his major bodily structures/functions and his CPU.

For his body, he'll check for any damages, alterations, or system stresses/failures. Early on, this is a pretty fast and simple task (maybe 5-10 minutes), but as he delves deeper into the memories of his previous life and how he had developed more complex internal systems for himself (digestive, reproductive, etc.), he will want to once again develop those for himself. All the research he did and everything physically that he altered about himself to evolve those systems is stored in his databanks, so all he has to do is follow the same procedure. It still likely takes a few weeks to months for him to completely alter his body to its previous evolved form. Once he does that, there are more structures, processes, and potential points of failure to check, so his somatic diagnostic tests will likely run closer to 15-20 minutes.

For his mind, he'll check his data files - especially those involving memory and anything else that he'd previously lost access to - for viruses, corruption, foreign data, or any sign that something has been altered, removed, or restricted since his last check, as well as making sure his main power source and processing capabilities are functioning at peak capacity. Vision has amazingly powerful and efficient processing power, so a full scan of power, processing, storage, and mental capabilities takes only about 5-7 minutes.

Vision doesn't like to be disturbed while he performs his morning checks. He likes to just be alone with himself to make sure everything is functioning at peak capacity and as it ought to be, before he interacts with anyone or goes about his day. This is for his own peace of mind and frankly to gain back a sense of control over his own mind and body that he felt was taken from him by SWORD's actions. All in all, it's usually about a half hour before he's ready to go. After that, it depends on where Vision is, what stage of his recovery and soul-searching process he's at, and who he might be living with.

If he's living with someone, he will probably seek them out, see how they're doing, see what they want to do today. If it's someone he previous didn't know, he would spend time with them to learn more about them, ask them why they're helping him, ask them what their plans for the future are, etc. If it's someone he does know from his past (e.g. another Avenger or associate), he will likely spend a good portion of the day picking their brain for information on why all of this was allowed to happen to him, what happened to various other people he remembers, and what their plans are now. If it's Wanda, the majority of his day will be spent trying to repair their relationship, wherever it's going to settle now. Whether friends or lovers, it would be important to Vision to repair things and support her as much as possible while also working on his own emotional recovery.

If it's early on after he left Westview and he's alone, he'd probably spend time considering any number of things, such as where to go, what to do with himself, who he truly is, who he wants to be, what actions should be taken against those who wronged him, etc. He's likely to do that in a solitary yet peaceful place, such as a mountain or forest. Aside from giving himself ample time to sort out his thoughts, Vision will just be curious about himself and the world, as he was before. If left to his own devices, a good part of his day will be spent in either introspection or outward exploration of his environment. If he's developed a digestive system, some of his day might be spent cooking, eating, and/or drinking.

At the end of the day, there are a few things Vision likes to do before he rests for the night. Going outside and listening to the sounds of the forest/city he's living in, watching the stars for a bit, and/or winding down with anyone he might be living with are common occurrences. If he's redeveloped his digestive system, he does like a cup of hot tea before bed. No milk or sugar, just tea. His favorite types are natural vanilla bean, chamomile, and orange pekoe. Caffeine doesn't have much of an effect on him, so he doesn't have to care about what he drinks before he rests.

[echo-echo31]

💙 Chains Glossory 💙

KEY TERMS

Google IRL = The basic Google android model (IRL = In Real Life).

Bing IRL = The basic Bing android model, the foundation coding for which is the same as a Google IRL.

Beta = a Google IRL model on the House network, without any of their owner's personalisations. Has Human Behaviour Replicators. Used for surveillance, spying and combat when necessary.

Gamma = a Google IRL model taken straight from the factory without any Human Behaviour Replicators. Used for basic labour tasks.

Blue Screen Event = when Alpha connected to the networks that allowed him to essentially take over humanity. This includes electricity, other energy, military, nuclear weapons, internet and GPS. This was achieved in part by corrupting satillites with his network. Humans used this to refer to when he took over and human governments fell.

Brand = the chip injected into reader's neck, surrounded by a tattoo of Alpha's name and network code in binary. This allows her to process Alpha's network and translate it to something she can understand - i.e. binary code to human emotion or thought. Essentially, she is plugged into his network through a closed system between the two of them.

The House = Alpha's organisation that governs the world.

The Complex = the structure that houses the penthouse where Alpha and reader live, as well as the meeting room, Alpha's office, workshop, Cooper's room and Zion's office.

The Alliance = the human led rebellion against Alpha's control that also includes androids not on the House network.

Bioreguation Fluid = fluid that maintains biocomponents that run the android's body and programming. Essentially blood for androids.

Human Behaviour Replicators = H.B.Rs. This includes personality programmes, emotion replicators and facial expressions, amongst other things.

Synthetic Skin = The material that mimics human skin covering an android's carbon fibre muscle and skeleton. Not easily broken or scarred but does mimic the human nervous system.

Emotional Regulator = a programme that prevents emotion replicators from malfunctioning, resulting in the programming of the android being overriden and corrupted by constant emotional inputs.

Network = the signal which androids use to communicate, update, upload and download information. Without this they would be unable to access their memories, make knew ones or repair corrupted files. The result would be similar in appearance to a human with dementia until they powered down.

Personalisations = individal programmes added at the wish of the IRL model owner (e.g. accent, appearance).

Google Interface Chip = a memory chip that was inserted underneath the ear of Google employees. This allowed them to access the Cloud and physical rooms without passwords or biometric data. Alpha hacks into reader's to recieve data as well, allowing him to suppress memories that her mind then automatically fills in for her.

CHARACTERS

Alpha = the original prototype model for the Google IRL model. Markus corrupted his emotional regulator, meaning he started to exhibited possessive and violent behaviours. Google then kept him under armed guard and attempted to reprogramme him whilst still active. This failed and Alpha escaped, finding reader and planning his take-over.

Reader = a former Google programmer leading the Google IRL prototype project. Reader programmed Alpha's main systems and was in charge of his testing. Former girlfriend of Markus, she was unaware he had corrupted him, even when Alpha was taken away and she was banned from seeing him and eventually fired. Once Alpha finds her, she is branded and slowly becomes seduced by his network.

Janus/Jay = a Bing IRL model abandoned by his owners and then forced onto the House network when he rescues reader during her attempted escape. Goes undercover to find reader when they are kidnapped by the Alliance and shot by James. Later escapes from the Complex and joins Gray and Cooper, transferring to an open network created by Cooper.

Gray = a Google IRL model first given to reader by the Google company once Alpha was corrupted. Then taken by Alpha and put in stasis by Cooper whilst his memories were uploaded straight to Alpha, so that he could pretend he was this model in line with the effects of her suppressed memories. Killed by Alpha, with his body smuggled by Cooper and Jay when they escape.

Cooper = a mechanic who after the Blue Screen Event, agreed to work for the House maintaining Gamma and Beta models. Transferred directly to the Complex later to help with keeping Gray in statis. Fixes Jay after he is shot. Later escapes from the Complex and joins Jay and Gray, creating an open network for them.

Murdock/MK9 = one of nine Bing IRL models programmed by Alpha to become assassins for the House. The only active Hunter, as the others all failed or had to be destroyed.

Yancy = a former convict whose appearance was sold to Google by the US government for use in their IRL project. Escapes prison during the breakdown of the government after the Blue Screen Event.

Zion = a coder working for the House maintaining their satillites and network. Later moved to the Complex to help with tracking Cooper, Gray and Jay.

James = one of the original Betas that helped Alpha with the Blue Screen Event. Later joins the Alliance and transfers to their network. Helps kidnap reader but is killed by Alpha when he uses his maintaining connection to the House to control his body.

Markus = Former boyfriend of reader. Worked for Bing on their IRL projects and hacks into reader's work files to corrupt Alpha's emotional regulator, in order to give his company more of a chance to keep up with Google. Later becomes head of the Alliance.

[wheezethecheeze]

corrupted beyond repair

system files in despair

lost myself in the facade

don’t you just find it so odd?

a broken down machine, cracks showing through the screen

hollowed out vessel, nothing left to scream

bits and bytes break down, nothing left around

the speakers wear and tear, no sound will be found