Morpheus: Let me tell you why you're here. You're here because you know something. What you know, you can't explain. But you feel it. You've felt it your entire life. That there's something wrong with The Matrix Online. You don't know what it is, but it's there...like a splinter in you're mind, driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?
Neo : The combat system?
Morpheus : The Combat System is everywhere. It's all around us, even in this
very room. *scene cuts to Switch and Apoc throwing fists in the corner*
You can see it when you look out your window or
when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you
go to work, when you pay your taxes.
The Combat SYstem is the selling point that has been pulled over your eyes,
to blind you from the truth.
Neo: What Truth?
Morpheus : That you are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else, you were suckered
into bondage, solicited into a prison that you cannot smell or
taste or touch. A prison...for your $15 a month....Unfortunatly,
no one can be...told what the Combat System is...you have to see
it for yourself.
Morpheus opens a container which holds two pills : a blue one, and a red one. He puts one in each hand, and holds them out to Neo.
Morpheus : This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning
back.....You take the blue pill, the story ends. You are disconnected,
margin server error, and belive...whatever you want to believe. You take the red
pill.....you stay in MxO...and I show you just how
deep the rabbit hole goes.
Neo pauses for an instant, then reaches for the red pill. He swallows it down with a glass of water, and looks at Morpheus.
Morpheus : Remember...all I'm offering you is total pwnage : nothing
more.
Morpheus half smiles at Neo.
Morpheus : Follow me.....
Neo : /fol
They walk through double doors. For some reason they did not open-they walk THROUGH them into a room with computer terminals and other machines. Morpheus speaks to Apoc
Morpheus : Apoc, are we online?
Apoc : Almost...I keep getting a -13 error. Servers should be up soon.
Trinity and Apoc are busy wiring a complex system of monitors, modules and drives to max thier RAM.
Morpheus : Time is always against us. Please, take a seat there.
Morpheus gestures towards another arm chair. Neo cautiously sits down, still looking at all the computer terminals and wires. Morpheus walks arround looking at walls as though he had no brain.
Neo : You did all this?
Trinity : Nope, I EBayed.
Morpheus : The pill you took is part of a tracing program. It's
designed to disrupt your input/output carrier signals so we
can pinpoint your location...Then disconnect you from MxO. It's a
common practice. Get use to it.
Neo looks confused.
Neo : What does that mean?
Cypher looks up from his computer terminal.
Cypher : It means, Buckle your seat belt Dorothy...'cause Mara...is
going bye-bye.
As Neo looks at an old cracked dressing mirror nearby, it appears to show his image twice. As he stares at it, he speaks to Morpheus
Neo : Did you....sploitz??
Morpheus ignores his question
Morpheus : Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that you were so sure was
real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How
would you know the difference, between the dream world...and
the real world....?
As Neo curiously reaches out to touch the mirror, it wobbles, and appears to stick to his hand.
Neo : This can't be...
Morpheus : Be what? A Bug?
As Neo pulls away, the strands thin like rubber cement as he pulls away, until the fragile wisps of mirror break, and only a tiny fragment of the liquid is left. He looks at it, and it begins to consume his hand, crawling up his arm. He squirms.
Trinity : It's going into replication!
Morpheus : Apoc?
Apoc : Just a second, I have to cancel out of the Bug Reporter!
The liquid has covered all of Neo's right arm by now, and works it's way up his shoulder to his neck
Neo : OMGWTFBBQFBI!!!!!
Morpheus takes out a cellular phone, and dials a number
Morpheus : Tank, we're going to need a signal soon. Also, load me up a sausage pizza, pronto.
Neo begins to panic, as he tips his head up as if he's sinking into the mirror, trying to keep his mouth up.
Trinity : We've got a fibrillation!
Morpheus : Apoc! Location! Corner Peice!
Apoc : Targeting, almost there!
Apoc hands Morpheus a peice of pizza
By now Neo is almost totally consumed by the liquid, squirming as it works it way up his face.
Trinity : He's going into arrest!
Apoc : LOCK, I got him!
Morpheus : Now, Tank! Now!
.....
Switch : We got him...Wouldn't the Hardline have been easier, really?
The Rest : ....
Morpheus : Fuck you Cracka. This way is more fun.
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