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Sometimes, he regrets it. His wish. To know the truth ( Read more... )

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Zero

He does not walk or talk or sing or stand or sleep or eat or do any of the hundreds and thousands of things his brain is telling him to do. He is sprawled out in red fluid, wrapped in artificial materials, plastics and metals, threaded with tubes and stuck with needles, a battery for the machines.

OneHe stands underground, in a cave, ( Read more... )

The cloak, it seems, hadn't been the smartest idea. But, as Tommy Anderson would later explain, in depth, every hero had to have his sidekick. Batman had Robin. Green Arrow had Speedy. Bert had Ernie. Pinky had the Brain. Superman had Lois and Jimmy and Superboy and, and this was the important one, Krypto the superdog. See? Sidekicks. Very, ( Read more... )

Smith is Neo's Other. Neo understands ( Read more... )

A year since he woke up. Since his rebirth or his second birth or his first birth or after his first death, depending on how he's thinking about it at the time. A year since he was shown the Matrix as it truly is, a big gleaming metal spike that they shove into your brain so that suddenly you're living in a xeroxed world, made of ones and zeroes ( Read more... )

I'm just, I'm just saying-- No! I'm just saying, men and women are fundamentally different, okay? It, it's-- I am not mis-- Look-- Can I-- HEY! All I'm saying is, people have goals, and in a social situation, a man's goals diff-- g-- gen-- GENERALLY SPEAKING a man's goals differ to a woman's. It's like toilet seats. Women like them down. Men ( Read more... )

It's easy. All cool metal slide. Squeeze out the thunder. Ride the recoil, recenter. Squeeze. Blam. Blam. Blam. Counting bullets in your head. Three. Two. Reload. Ratchet click of a chambered round. Chime-slam of the hammer. Hiss of gas, swallowed in the hollow compressed impact. Faint hum-scream of displaced air. Blam. Blam. Blam ( Read more... )