Cobalt Blues [Jared]
May 6, 2011 8:38:16 GMT -5
Post by Jared Park on May 6, 2011 8:38:16 GMT -5
“Pfft. Don’t let the stereotype get into you,” Jared said smugly, nodding his head in an effort to make his point more believable, “We are breaking boundaries here, remember?” Well, that’s Jared for you. When he starts fanboy-ing about something, you can bet that he probably won’t stop until he has you on his side too.
It’s a good thing Logan didn’t tell Jared his idea on how he would conduct a database attack. The younger boy has a rather romantic vision of such an event; should he learn that it can be simplified to a situation where the boy isn’t really that daring as they portray it in movies and comic books, he might feel a bit down an all that. “So you can do it even when you’re in the washroom?” snorted the boy, laughing wildly at the thought, “That’s awesome.”
“Well duh.” Jared started playing the said game when he was ten, and he’s been addicted ever since. Never mind that most people see it as rather childish therefore not worth their time; he’s been slowly working on his riches, collecting rare items and paint brushes and such, so he’s happy. Who cares about such judgmental people anyway? “Yey! That’ll be great. And yeah, small intervals would be good.” Anything would be good really. And is this cheating in anyway? Well, not really, right? “But if I get frozen, couldn’t you like, just dive into their system and revive me (even without their consent)?” He’s totally not capitalizing on his newfound technopathic friend. Not at all.
Brain overload. “Don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault I’m rather dumb at these things,” The younger boy chuckled, waving his hands in front of him to emphasize how small of a deal it is really. “Did you know all these stuff because you were a technopath, or did you research about them even before?”. If it’s the latter, then Jared wouldn’t even know what to do. That’s dedication right there really. “Wonder what would happen if a technologically illiterate person would be a technopath. Guess he’d be forced to swallow these things, right?”
Jared wasn’t so lost when they went into brain-circuit analogies; after all, his power worked along the same concept – electrical impulses and all that – albeit in a different way. “Isn’t that what training is for anyway?” suggested the boy as he sat down on top of one of the tables in the room, “Since you’ve already mastered the art of sneaking into databases, why not try to do that now? I don’t think your trainer would suggest against it anyway, especially if you’re doing it under his/her supervision.” Well, at least he know Dr. Awren, his own trainer, wouldn’t.
So not only was he getting a boost in his Neopets account, but he’s also getting gadgets? How cool is that? And he thought losing his phone was a bad thing. “As long as I’m doing something that I’m not able to without said gadgets, I’m cool.”
“Well, robot ninjas are a whole lot more useful than lanky old me,” agreed the boy, flailing his arms comically to show how ‘flimsy’ he can get. “And if you can get your robot ninjas to do your homework for you, then they’d be the best. At least in my eyes anyway.” Because heaven knows how the boy hates homework.
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Sorry for the delay.
- Jam