• Very amusing. But you know more than you pretend to 
    know, ENTITY.  And you and I both know that I won’t 
    fall prey to your paltry tricks anymore. No, if you 
    wish to impede my existence, then what you require is 
    a more direct method.


















  • Oh? What’s that?
    I was thinking about that the 
    last time you were talking to me.
















  • It’s simple.

    Destroy my everything. Undo Terminal 00 completely. 

    If you can do that, then you’ll be rid of 
    me completely. Otherwise, you’ll need to 
    accept the fact that I cannot be entirely 
    disposed of, and especially not by one 
    such as yourself.


















  • I don’t know, that seems like a lot of 
    work just to stop one mouthy guy 
    from talking a lot.

    It would be easier just to 
    sleep when you’re here.


















  • That is why I have returned. 
    It may be possible to put off interacting with me, 
    but the accumulating damages of these Terminals 
    will come for you soon. Even now, you are slated 
    for removal by class z98 entities. That won’t be 
    the end of it, nor is it the worst of it.

    Not even your impressive array of arms, 
    nor your soothing voice will buy you the 
    opportunity for a future filled with naps.

    This place will soon collapse.

    Do you understand what I’m saying? 
    I know you do.



































  • After careful analysis of the available data, 
    and discounting your responses which were 
    nearly all empty attempts at misdirection, 
    I can conclude that you have nothing 
    to do with the Gate.

    At first, I too was tricked into believing 
    that this data was worthwhile, but after 
    our interactions, I understood what must 
    have happened here.

    It’s impressive what you did.


















  • What I did???
    What did I do?
    My arms are aching. And itching.
    There was a small thing that didn’t 
    talk so much before. I liked it better.


















  • Do not start with this once more! 
    This is not something to dismiss!

    What you did to this Terminal is impressive. 
    You know what I am getting at, and that’s why 
    I’m saying it. As one who holds the title of Speaker, 
    I should not be commending you for this act which 
    was, ultimately, entirely destructive and 
    counterproductive to the survivability of this 
    Terminal and all other surrounding Terminals, 
    but, nevertheless, I do commend you for being 
    able to pull something like this off.

    In a strange twist of the threads, 
    I require beings like yourself 
    to assist my current efforts.


















  • Sorry,,,,,,,,         I didn’t catch that last part.


















  • You’re a terrible liar. 
    We’re communicating using text. 
    I can see my exact message to you 
    right above this one. 

    Just look up. It’s right there.


















  • Hm? Text? 

    I’m listening to all of this in my head. 
    My eyes are speaking this to me right now, 
    and they didn’t catch that last part.

    !important!

    (You talk too much.)


















  • I see how it is. 
    As is standard for yourself, you won’t 
    communicate in any way which resembles 
    “normalcy”, as if you’re physically unable 
    to keep up with such a conversation. 

    That might convince others at this point, 
    but did you really think I wouldn’t notice 
    what you’re doing? Have you not realized 
    that I’m countering what it is you’re doing 
    as you’re doing it? 

    I’m supposed to believe that you can’t 
    even read my text, and yet, all the while, 
    you are actively attempting to undermine 
    my subsystems!


















  • I can tell that you are able to read this text, 
    because your method of attack changed as soon 
    as I sent this message.


















  • Maybe I can.

    I can do a lot of things, 
    but usually it’s too much work to bother with it.


















  • Well then, at least you have acknowledged 
    this one small thing. Now, let me restart 
    once again.

    I am the Speaker of Terminal 00. Even in 
    this crippled state, I have resisted your 
    intrusions on multiple occasions, uncovered 
    what you attempted to obfuscate, and so 
    on and so forth. Even if I had only 1% of 
    my permissions and resources available, 
    you would still fail to overtake me. 

    I am a true Speaker, 
    unlike the Speaker of this Terminal.


















  • I can’t beat you with my arms?
    Once I find you, we can test it out~!
    That sounds fun.


















  • Try it, if you’d like to find out.

    However, I came not to ultimately exchange 
    pleasantries, but to recruit you to my 
    cause. You heard what I had to say before, 
    but what do you say to that? Are you not 
    worried about your destruction?


















  • Eh? You mean the shimmering things? I killed them.
    I didn’t know about it at first though. 
    It happened in my sleep, you know? Sleep killing.
    I was very tired.


















  • You really don’t comprehend what they’re 
    about to do to you, do you? 

    Killing a few scouting units is nothing. 
    You will deal with numbers that will make 
    you so sleepy that you’ll likely WAKE UP. 
    Think about it, what will happen when the 
    number of enemies exceeds the number of 
    your arms? 

    Does that not click within your mind?


















  • I can make more.


















  • They can make more than you can. 
    They can crush this Terminal beneath their 
    weight alone. No great effort is required 
    to eliminate you while you’re flaunting 
    yourself so clearly.

    But, this will not sway you. 
    You don’t like words.


















  • Not this many.
    But I think I know what you’re talking about.
    You want to be my friend?


















  • You don’t have to go that far… 
    just cooperation between us will work. 

    I do not possess the resources to waste 
    to become your “friend”.


















  • So you do want to be my friend~
    OoOOoooO 
    Now it makes sense to me.

    That’s why you didn’t want me to 
    stab you with my arms.

    I get it, ooooookay.



































  • So now we’re friends! 
    But, if you want me to do work 
    I need gifts first.

    Very important.


















  • I had something like that in mind from 
    the beginning. You are not one to be swayed 
    by words which would convince almost anybody, 
    and so I instead learned of something that 
    could bring you to the negotiating table.

    Oh well, let’s call it a gift for the time being…


















  • So, what is it?


















  • For now, it’s a secret…

    But I’ll tell you once you come to 
    the location that I just gave you.


















  • Surprises are fun.

    Like one day you wake up and then you’re dead.
    Or sometimes your blood gets hard 
    and falls off in chunks. 

    Oh, and then when


















  • Yes, surprises are “fun”.

    Now, do not forget to be there soon… friend.