Log coding: 2-20-06/00-34
Code entry: Profiling and confusion
Password: XXXXXXX
To my utmost annoyance, it seems that the number of growing people has become so high that it would take me at least a week to effectively profile them all. Thus I must hasten my pace to complete all of this paperwork before going on to upgrading our attack patterns for when we return to space--and in that effect-- the war.
Summary: I am falling behind schedule. This is unacceptable.
Reno: I don't find him dangerous. I have no doubt he is one accustomed to martial arts, and probably some form of spiritulistic--pardon my lack of proper grammar-- bullshit. But I don't find him a threat to me. Our personalities clash, he seems careless and irresponsible.
Summary: He is deemed unimportant.
Tseng: He has a connection with Reno, and several other names came up in my investigation. It seems there is a data base on hand in this... building's network. I am surprised. It is several times more sophisticated then even my most advanced programs. He is related with an organization called the Turks.
Summary: Reno and Tseng belong to a Turks organization. Giga House's network is far more advanced then current software. Must check into possibility of upgrade.
Cloud: .... I pity this poor soul beyond all doubt. The one who named him must be quite an oddity. He is seemingly very bitter upon what I have heard, and has relation to Tseng and Reno. He is not part of the Turks, at least that is what my database provides me, but they have made attempts to bring him into their folds. Key word, attempt. He has several dozen other allies, all of whom are deemed unimportant at this time.
Summary: While he is an oddity, he is not a considerable threat at this point.
I... am unsure why I did what I did earlier. I do not regret, but there is mild confusion... and hesitation. I have never felt a combination of this before. My body is also acting in an unusual fashion, there is no physical damage, a check-up confirmed that much. Is it that tattoo?
No... this feeling is not... unpleasant. Just... confusing. It circulates around a certain pilot I have come to see as more then a comrade and... well... cannon fodder. *smirk*
Summary: There is no regret, only confusion, perhaps I should seek aid in defining my illness....
Final Summary: I'm tired, confused, but overly content. How odd.
Program initiation....
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Enter program:
drowssap.EXE
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Initiating....
Initiated.
Please enter new data:
XXXXX
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Please confirm new data:
XXXXX
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Loading....
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Program data altered. Save? Y/N
Y
Data saved.
End program? Y/N
Y
Program ended.
Logging out....
Session ended.
Ending code: 2-20-06/00-49
Password: XXXXXXX
To my utmost annoyance, it seems that the number of growing people has become so high that it would take me at least a week to effectively profile them all. Thus I must hasten my pace to complete all of this paperwork before going on to upgrading our attack patterns for when we return to space--and in that effect-- the war.
Summary: I am falling behind schedule. This is unacceptable.
Reno: I don't find him dangerous. I have no doubt he is one accustomed to martial arts, and probably some form of spiritulistic--pardon my lack of proper grammar-- bullshit. But I don't find him a threat to me. Our personalities clash, he seems careless and irresponsible.
Summary: He is deemed unimportant.
Tseng: He has a connection with Reno, and several other names came up in my investigation. It seems there is a data base on hand in this... building's network. I am surprised. It is several times more sophisticated then even my most advanced programs. He is related with an organization called the Turks.
Summary: Reno and Tseng belong to a Turks organization. Giga House's network is far more advanced then current software. Must check into possibility of upgrade.
Cloud: .... I pity this poor soul beyond all doubt. The one who named him must be quite an oddity. He is seemingly very bitter upon what I have heard, and has relation to Tseng and Reno. He is not part of the Turks, at least that is what my database provides me, but they have made attempts to bring him into their folds. Key word, attempt. He has several dozen other allies, all of whom are deemed unimportant at this time.
Summary: While he is an oddity, he is not a considerable threat at this point.
I... am unsure why I did what I did earlier. I do not regret, but there is mild confusion... and hesitation. I have never felt a combination of this before. My body is also acting in an unusual fashion, there is no physical damage, a check-up confirmed that much. Is it that tattoo?
No... this feeling is not... unpleasant. Just... confusing. It circulates around a certain pilot I have come to see as more then a comrade and... well... cannon fodder. *smirk*
Summary: There is no regret, only confusion, perhaps I should seek aid in defining my illness....
Final Summary: I'm tired, confused, but overly content. How odd.
Program initiation....
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Enter program:
drowssap.EXE
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Initiating....
Initiated.
Please enter new data:
XXXXX
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Please confirm new data:
XXXXX
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....
Loading....
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....
Program data altered. Save? Y/N
Y
Data saved.
End program? Y/N
Y
Program ended.
Logging out....
Session ended.
Ending code: 2-20-06/00-49