001 | I've always believed in second chances.
It's been a while since Papri first found herself back on the Grid, uncounted cycles since being derezzed in Disc Wars, which...kinda isn't an experience she'd like to relive, both physically and mentally.
She's been adjusting in that period of time, adjusting to the world without Clu (for her, at least), adjusting to being on the Grid again, adjusting to the changes that happened, adjusting to not being derezzed in general. It's been a difficult process for her, but she's been able to pull through with everything mostly intact.
She's taken to wandering around, though, and this cycle, has found herself aimlessly roaming Tron City. She doesn't really have a purpose now--word processing programs don't do much other than write documents, correct errors and other functions related to languages--nor does she have anything else to do. Besides, she's met some interesting people as she wandered around the past few cycles.
And so, Papri roams around.
She's been adjusting in that period of time, adjusting to the world without Clu (for her, at least), adjusting to being on the Grid again, adjusting to the changes that happened, adjusting to not being derezzed in general. It's been a difficult process for her, but she's been able to pull through with everything mostly intact.
She's taken to wandering around, though, and this cycle, has found herself aimlessly roaming Tron City. She doesn't really have a purpose now--word processing programs don't do much other than write documents, correct errors and other functions related to languages--nor does she have anything else to do. Besides, she's met some interesting people as she wandered around the past few cycles.
And so, Papri roams around.