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[foughtfortheusers]

[There's an agitated rumbling noise going through the journal.  Rinzler had went to check on CLU's room...  Missing nameplate.  He continues checking the rest of the castle in case of it being moved, getting more upset by it.  CLU would have toold him if he was moving...

Nothing.  No nameplate left.  He's gone.  The noise turns almost sad as he proceeds to write in the journal.  He knows there's a few people that should be aware of the news.]

For those that knew him, CLU is gone from the castle.

Comments

[cheerupemoborg]

[Paradisa loves screwing with the program, so to speak, doesn't it?]

A shame.

...what will you do now?

[foughtfortheusers]

Do not know.

[cheerupemoborg]

Troubling.

What were you doing before?

[foughtfortheusers]

Adapting.

[cheerupemoborg]

Still?

Must not be easy for a program, if that's the case.

[foughtfortheusers]

Will have to continue.

[cheerupemoborg]

Yes, you will.

Perhaps keeping busy, would help?

[foughtfortheusers]

Busy how?

[cheerupemoborg]

Well, what do you normally do?

[foughtfortheusers]

Patrol. Reported to Master.

[cheerupemoborg]

I see.

Patrolling for trouble, I assume.

[foughtfortheusers]

Information.

[cheerupemoborg]

Oh, really.

What is it you're looking for?

[foughtfortheusers]

Knowledge. Strange world.

[cheerupemoborg]

You should consult the library.

Quite a wealth of knowledge there.

[foughtfortheusers]

Have before. Will do again.

Dictated forever

[mal_addict]

...Well. That's that then.

[foughtfortheusers]

[That gets nothing more than an agitated rumbling. Rinzler doesn't know what that response means, after all...]

[mal_addict]

So...which one are you? Not the User he talked about I take it?

[foughtfortheusers]

Rinzler.

You knew him?

[mal_addict]

Maladict.

And yes, I did.

[foughtfortheusers]

Was my master.

[mal_addict]

Oh. I see. You going to be okay without him. Not going to go on a rampage or anything are you?

[foughtfortheusers]

No rampage.

[mal_addict]

Good. That would just upset everyone and end up getting you in trouble.

[foughtfortheusers]

Do not need trouble.

[mal_addict]

Nope. That's one thing no one needs in Paradisa is trouble.

Rinzler

[is0latedthinker]

[Alan's voice is nearly as broken as Rinzler's.]

...Flynn's gone too.

Alan

[foughtfortheusers]

User...

Hurts.

Rinzler

[is0latedthinker]

[Rinzler's acknowledgement catches him by surprise. Rinzler's not admitting that he's physically damaged - he's acknowledging an emotion. It's not a 'calculation', it's an emotion.]

Yeah. Me too.

Alan

[foughtfortheusers]

[The rumbling continues.] Will have to adapt... Again.

Like arrival... No Master for directives.

Rinzler

[is0latedthinker]

Well, that's what I wrote you to do. Adapt.

CLU adapted, too, in his own right.

Alan

[foughtfortheusers]

Do what I must.

Master did not adapt well here...

Rinzler

[is0latedthinker]

He started to, at the end. Once Sam left.

Alan

[foughtfortheusers]

Still had problems, user...

Rinzler

[is0latedthinker]

Don't I know it.

Alan

[foughtfortheusers]

Alone again... Like before.

Rinzler

[is0latedthinker]

[Not quite.]

Let me know if...if you need anything.

Alan

[foughtfortheusers]

I will, user.

Trust you.

[sawadeertoday]

[ She frowns a little bit. To be honest, he was one of the rare interesting residents... but she's not upset. She was looking forward to having him owe her for helping him around his loss, though.

The only sound given is the thump of a journal closing. ]