01-05-2016, 01:06 AM
Matrix approached the city with AndrAIa and Frisket, eventually finding a paved stone pathway that led them from the grassy field into the city. As they walked, they kept looking up to see the various vehicles entering and exiting the city through the aerial port. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason to the construction of the crafts, as they saw just about everything they could imagine.
They entered the very odd city, and the stone path transitioned into a sidewalk. The buildings, cars, and pedestrians all had a 2D appearance, but as they walked past them, that appearance simply stayed the same no matter what angle they were viewing them from. It was different than Mainframe, but they had encountered primitive systems in their pre-Omniverse travels that functioned in a similar way.
Matrix scratched his head as he studied the people while they made their way towards the docks. It was their best assumption on where the ships were landing, as the ocean was clearly for nothing more than show. Sure enough, as they got closer, they could hear the typical commotion that usually accompanied such a busy place. They stopped in the sidewalk, watching a digital bus pass on the road beside them.
"We'd better divide and conquer this one," AndrAIa mused aloud, placing a hand on her chin, thoughtfully.
"I was just thinking the same thing," Matrix agreed.
"I'll take Frisket and look for a guide of some sort at one of the bars or restaurants near here," AndrAIa decided. After all, that's always where the easy help was.
"I guess so," Matrix said, still not entirely convinced that a guide was entirely necessary.
AndrAIa just looked up into his eyes, gauging her boyfriend's response.
"We need the help, Matrix," she insisted. "We could spend forever wandering this place, like we did the games."
Matrix just nodded slowly. He still wasn't swayed, but he certainly didn't want to argue about it here. "Alright, alright."
"You head towards the dock and see about getting us some transport," AndrAIa gently instructed. "Something that doesn't...stand out?"
All three of them looked up at the sound of some commotion, just as AndrAIa finished her sentence. Above the city there was a floating pirate ship, heading towards the entrance to the Dataverse's super highway. It had been moving at a fairly slow pace, so when a twentieth century zeppelin blew past to so fast that the entire flying boat rocked violently to the side, the pirate captain had run to the port side of the boat and begun hollering obscenities at the speeding blimp.
"...I don't think that will be a problem," Matrix slowly said as they watched the scene unfold above them. Frisket barked in agreement.
"Yea," AndrAIa managed to say, her voice giving away her awe at what she had witnessed. She then quickly shook her head to return her attention to what needed to be done. "Alright, let's break."
Matrix laughed, and began to walk off. "See you at the docks in a bit."
AndrAIa gave a slight wave, then looked down to her canine companion. "Come on, Frisket."
Frisket simply barked and began to trot after her as she walked in another direction.
Matrix made his way onto the dock in no time, looking at the varied and unique crafts that littered the platforms. The options and choices were simply overwhelming, and he didn't have a clue where to start. He began walking down the docks, looking at each vehicle that was in a slip. Some were large, and others were small. He decided that since they didn't have to worry about getting anything too ornate, they would simply go with a craft that was smaller and easier to handle.
Matrix stopped and crossed his arms as he looked down at a yellow submersible craft. It sealed air tight and had a clear blue glass window at the front. At any other point he'd assume this thing was meant to dive into the ocean that it sat in, but he instead found himself wondering if it could actually do that. His thoughts were interrupted by a voice from behind him.
"Looking to rent that craft?" An older man asked, stepping up beside Matrix, seemingly from nowhere.
"Rent?" Matrix asked, then nodded. He was having some good luck today, despite having no idea where this odd man had come from. "Yea, we'd like to rent it. Can it get me to the Databanks?"
"It'll get you anywhere, but it'll cost you," the man replied, and Matrix rolled his eyes.
The green skinned sprite was already reaching into his pocket and digging out some Omnilium he'd transformed into money. It was the currency he was familiar with, but because Omnilium was the true value no one had turned it down yet, despite none of them hailing from the same realm as he did.
"Yea, yea," Matrix rolled his eyes and tossed the man a small brown pouch. The man caught it and opened it, then looked inside and nodded. "Very good. I just need you to sign a few things. To make sure I get it back."
Matrix grunted in annoyance, but took the digital pad when it was handed to him just the same. He signed it with little thought. "Whatever."
The man grinned a somewhat shifty grin that made him a bit nervous all of a sudden, but he disappeared down the dock right after. Matrix shrugged and looked at their temporary vehicle. Now they had the means, all that was left was finding the direction. Matrix sat down on the side of the flying submarine, and simply waited for his girlfriend to show up.
They entered the very odd city, and the stone path transitioned into a sidewalk. The buildings, cars, and pedestrians all had a 2D appearance, but as they walked past them, that appearance simply stayed the same no matter what angle they were viewing them from. It was different than Mainframe, but they had encountered primitive systems in their pre-Omniverse travels that functioned in a similar way.
Matrix scratched his head as he studied the people while they made their way towards the docks. It was their best assumption on where the ships were landing, as the ocean was clearly for nothing more than show. Sure enough, as they got closer, they could hear the typical commotion that usually accompanied such a busy place. They stopped in the sidewalk, watching a digital bus pass on the road beside them.
"We'd better divide and conquer this one," AndrAIa mused aloud, placing a hand on her chin, thoughtfully.
"I was just thinking the same thing," Matrix agreed.
"I'll take Frisket and look for a guide of some sort at one of the bars or restaurants near here," AndrAIa decided. After all, that's always where the easy help was.
"I guess so," Matrix said, still not entirely convinced that a guide was entirely necessary.
AndrAIa just looked up into his eyes, gauging her boyfriend's response.
"We need the help, Matrix," she insisted. "We could spend forever wandering this place, like we did the games."
Matrix just nodded slowly. He still wasn't swayed, but he certainly didn't want to argue about it here. "Alright, alright."
"You head towards the dock and see about getting us some transport," AndrAIa gently instructed. "Something that doesn't...stand out?"
All three of them looked up at the sound of some commotion, just as AndrAIa finished her sentence. Above the city there was a floating pirate ship, heading towards the entrance to the Dataverse's super highway. It had been moving at a fairly slow pace, so when a twentieth century zeppelin blew past to so fast that the entire flying boat rocked violently to the side, the pirate captain had run to the port side of the boat and begun hollering obscenities at the speeding blimp.
"...I don't think that will be a problem," Matrix slowly said as they watched the scene unfold above them. Frisket barked in agreement.
"Yea," AndrAIa managed to say, her voice giving away her awe at what she had witnessed. She then quickly shook her head to return her attention to what needed to be done. "Alright, let's break."
Matrix laughed, and began to walk off. "See you at the docks in a bit."
AndrAIa gave a slight wave, then looked down to her canine companion. "Come on, Frisket."
Frisket simply barked and began to trot after her as she walked in another direction.
Matrix made his way onto the dock in no time, looking at the varied and unique crafts that littered the platforms. The options and choices were simply overwhelming, and he didn't have a clue where to start. He began walking down the docks, looking at each vehicle that was in a slip. Some were large, and others were small. He decided that since they didn't have to worry about getting anything too ornate, they would simply go with a craft that was smaller and easier to handle.
Matrix stopped and crossed his arms as he looked down at a yellow submersible craft. It sealed air tight and had a clear blue glass window at the front. At any other point he'd assume this thing was meant to dive into the ocean that it sat in, but he instead found himself wondering if it could actually do that. His thoughts were interrupted by a voice from behind him.
"Looking to rent that craft?" An older man asked, stepping up beside Matrix, seemingly from nowhere.
"Rent?" Matrix asked, then nodded. He was having some good luck today, despite having no idea where this odd man had come from. "Yea, we'd like to rent it. Can it get me to the Databanks?"
"It'll get you anywhere, but it'll cost you," the man replied, and Matrix rolled his eyes.
The green skinned sprite was already reaching into his pocket and digging out some Omnilium he'd transformed into money. It was the currency he was familiar with, but because Omnilium was the true value no one had turned it down yet, despite none of them hailing from the same realm as he did.
"Yea, yea," Matrix rolled his eyes and tossed the man a small brown pouch. The man caught it and opened it, then looked inside and nodded. "Very good. I just need you to sign a few things. To make sure I get it back."
Matrix grunted in annoyance, but took the digital pad when it was handed to him just the same. He signed it with little thought. "Whatever."
The man grinned a somewhat shifty grin that made him a bit nervous all of a sudden, but he disappeared down the dock right after. Matrix shrugged and looked at their temporary vehicle. Now they had the means, all that was left was finding the direction. Matrix sat down on the side of the flying submarine, and simply waited for his girlfriend to show up.