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I want to see Sam and Clu fucking Tron together, anon. I want it noncon or dubcon ideally, but I'll happily take it any way I can get it. *puppy eyes*
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This is a great story indeed, I just can't wait to read more!
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I'm looking forward to see how it's going to come to that scene plotwise, and how it'll turn out... Guh.
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The smile froze on Clu’s face for a moment. That’s it. The decision. The risk. The risk of Sam leaving the Grid and shutting down the system to save his father. The risk of Sam getting trapped in the system and thus losing all the resources and advances that he could provide from the other side of the computer.
“Fine” said Clu. He turned and began to walk out of the observation room. Sam followed him. The guards at the door did not stir when they walked through between them nor did the other two in the large hall after that. Another door opened up ahead and they walked in. One more door after a short corridor. Private quarter. There were no guards here. The room inside was dark, without any windows, illuminated by orange panels on the walls. A black counter stood close to the door with a crystal jug and chalices. Sam watched them. Those were the first entirely human articles he had seen on the Grid so far, here, in the private room of the system’s ( ... )
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“Sam Flynn” he rumbled happily. “User.”
Sam did not reply. This time the helmet did not distort Tron’s words. Hell, even his voice is designed to… The program was still struggling to get up, making those happy sounds. He was more or less in command of his arms, but his legs barely moved. Sam disintegrated his own partial gloves, reached there and touched Tron’s face. He felt the damaged coding and the low energy level. What he did not expect was the heat radiating from the skin of unearthly texture. Tron looked up. His eyes were full of hope and adoration ( ... )
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I love it.
Tron's suit being changed to a siren suit feels so meaningful, like a sort of demotion and thus degradation of a warrior. And then Sam's thought 'Not a combatant anymore'.
I love how much is unsaid, but while reading one's mind is forced to THINK it.
And all the details... around and in Sam's head...
That hope and adoration in Tron at seing a user, and Flynn's son at that, and it being so brutally shatterred by the scathing scorn and hate in Sam, a boy that realizes his dad's left the family and made everyone ultimately unhappy (Sam's “He messed it up” is so perfect) just for some... some bimbo lover. I very much agree with winzler's comment on evil!Sam. I really like how he lets himself descend into this dark self; it's conclusive and one can feel it.
Tron... Q_Q
This was really hurtful, I did have tears in my eyes.
Love it.
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Thank you so much for both of the comments. I am thrilled that people give so much thought to the story and that the conception did come through.
I believe as the writer I am not supposed to comment on the plot, because the story needs to speak for itself. Now I am a bit afraid of causing distress or upset people with the strange approach I am taking with the change of the status and the hardcore violence.
Again, thank you for reading, both thoughtful feedback means a lot to me.
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(And I'm not saying this only because I am totally hooked on this and feel strongly moved by it, lol.)
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Thanks again, I will try to post the update as soon as possible.
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That was when Tron panicked. He spun and began to crawl away from Sam. With his largely immobile legs the attempt was so hopeless that neither Sam nor Clu moved. The system administrator seemed to be entertained. He was watching Tron’s struggle with undisguised lust in his eyes and then looked at Sam. The circuits flickered wildly on the boy’s suit. Sam licked his lips. Inexcusable. Until that moment he had not done anything, nothing that could not be explained, nothing that could not be undone - nothing, after what Sam could have not looked into his father’s eyes. This was that; ultimate. No turning back, once that line was crossed ( ... )
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“Oh, God” he sighed. Tron’s head fell back and he let out a scream. This time it was different: full of anger and outrage, despite of all his weakness. As he snapped back Sam saw that his eyes were furious and his jaw clenched. The boy pulled back. This was how he had imagined the warriors of the Grid, when he had been lying in his bed at night, under the wallpapers that had been glowing in the dark. This feeling reminded him of those times; when he had known that everything was going to be fine, that his father would be back soon, that… We’re always on the same team Sam sat back on his heels. Tron’s head fell ( ... )
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