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	~~'''THE GRAND DAD EMPIRE''' ARE a prolific VINESAUCE~~-centric MEME group based in BEDROCK CITY. Their largest periods of activity seemed to be around the time SILVAGUNNER was terminated, when they were hosting several unofficial VINESAUCE gaming events (which they assure you repeatedly are ''not'' official Tournaments and are in no way affiliated with JOEL).		{{sc-fluff}}

	~~They operated out~~ of the ~~SilvaGunner YouTube channel until it was terminated in 2014~~, after ~~which they appear~~ to ~~have transitioned briefly~~ to ~~GiivaSunner in September~~ of ~~2016 before returning~~ to ~~SilvaGunner in June of 2018~~.		I'm a netborn. Never seen the "real" world. I was lucky enough to still have a childhood though. My dad's friend was tired of living live on the Net, especially since he had given hope of finding his lost wife after the Fall, so he allowed me to be born in exchange for his permanent deletion. And my dad chose to let me born as a child instead of me being born a fully grown man that I could have time to grow and mature. Just like he did.

	~~== CHANNELS ==~~		Anyway when I was a boy there was sight that I loved to see. It happened about once a maintenance. A virus rider would come into town. They weren't greeted too kindly. Risky business. But the coder's appreciated them a bit as they gave them some new samples to study. And I appreciated them because I wanted to be one. Now most people are scared of viruses, but I was entranced by them. Those big black spiky bodies were just calling for me to ride and tame. The power! Sometimes the Riders would let me sit on them and make the virus slowly walk around a bit. My dad scowled whenever that happened. He thought it was too dangerous, but I loved every second of it.
	~~The original forums appeared~~ to ~~function~~ as ~~four services: preparation and communication in service~~ of ~~coming events~~, ~~discussion about new HIGH-QUALITY RIPS~~, ~~MEME showcase, and general VINESAUCE or unrelated discussion~~.

	~~== EVENTS ==~~		I loved everything about those Riders. The command they had. The fact that girls digged the mysterious and cocky attitude they had. So one day when I had matured enough...I approached one in the bar. Surrounded by women. That sight reassured me that this WAS the life for me. And I went up to him, faced him eye to eye and told him I wanted to follow him when he left town. I wanted to join him. I wanted to learn. He laughed. Told me you don't learn, you're BORN with the ability, so I replied I wanted him to test me to see if I WAS born with it. Gave me a look, not sure what kind of look it was even to this day. It was either a "You got guts, kid" or a "What are you, stupid?" look. Doesn't matter. He agreed. Next day I walked out of the webfort I had spent my whole life in to the great wild Net.
	The ~~VINESAUCE MEME events~~ that ~~The GRAND DAD EMPIRE held were known for being diverse~~ and ~~involved, due~~ in ~~large part to their incredibly strong YTP scene~~. ~~These events would involve VINESAUCE-branded fan-made HIGH-QUALITY RIPS for SONGS~~ that ~~wouldn't exist~~ for ~~nearly a decade~~, and ~~some that still~~ don't~~! They also hosted some of~~ the ~~first KING FOR ANOTHER DAY tournaments~~, with ~~fan HIGH-QUALITY RIPS~~.

	~~In later years~~, ~~an event known as GRAND FEST~~ was ~~hosting PREMIERES for GRAND DAD Fantasy~~, ~~KING FOR ANOTHER DAY~~, ~~GRANDmachine~~, ~~HE THICC 69~~, ~~and MEME Wars~~, as ~~of 2019~~.		I trailed after that Rider for ages. I didn't get a virus to ride, but he got his virus to trot so I could keep up. I stayed close to him. I heard about what was out here, and it made me both excited and scared. I'm not sure how long it took us but eventually we found a small link. We jumped through it and into a seemingly bare page. But there was a small link at the end of it, tiny, but it was there if you knew to look for it. Then there was a page that asked us for a password. The Rider, who from my failed attempt at conversation during our short travel I had learned was called Dagger. Probably not his real name, but what did I care? So long as he taught me the trade I'd call him Duke Flaurence, anyway he typed the password in quickly. We gained access to a link and we went through.

	~~== HIGH-QUALITY RIPS~~ and ~~MEMES ==~~		In that link was a ranch. Well it looked like a ranch, I had once read an article about them brought from Wikipedia. Anyway it was a ranch of viruses. All sorts of different kind. They all looked fairly...well virus like. I guess the real world word for it would be insectoid. And I'm just stunned. it was both horrible and wondrous at the same time. And Dagger, well he sees the look on my face and he give me a big grin and says "Welcome to the Ranch, boy. You wanna be a Virus Rider? You gotta learn how to ride."
	~~Some HIGH-QUALITY RIPS appear~~ to ~~have seen releases or updates in 5th and 6th edition~~. ~~Note that The GRAND DAD EMPIRE seem~~ to ~~have been most active between 2012 and 2019~~.

	* GRAND DAD 2: SPASTIC BOOGALOO		I can't tell you about my time in the ranch. Trade secret, y'see? But let's just say a boy went in and a man came out. And I learned the secret. I learned the history. Sure, a Virus Rider looks impressive when he bringing down a sea of death upon a Cyber, or he is scampering around on a fast Virus. And his lifestyle might seem ideal the way he has his women and drinks his drink. But there's a reason he lives life so fast. Because he is NOT impressive when he commands a virus to distract a Cyber and ends up being mauled and stripped of his code into nothing. And even worse is if he get corrupted and the virus takes over his mind....and all he can do is watch as he corrupts other and kills more, not being allowed the release of deletion but longing for it as he destroys any friends he might have made in his lonely life...
	* GRAND DAD 3: THE GAUNTLET OF ASS (FEATURING SMOL NOZOMI, ~~TITO DICKMAN~~, ~~SPONGE~~, ~~HE THICC~~, ~~and SANS UNDERTALE)~~
	* GRAND DAD 4: GRAND DAD IS GOD
	* GRAND DAD 5: DEATH TO 1D4CHAN

	~~GRAND DAD IS LOVE~~		'Course that won't happen to me. Why? Because I'm the best. And don't you forget it, y'hear?
	~~GRAND DAD IS LIFE~~
	~~GRAND DAD WILL CONQUER THIS WIKI~~
	~~FOR MEMES~~
	~~FOR VINESAUCE~~
	~~AND FOR~~
	~~SILVAGUNNER~~

	[[Category: ~~Meme]][[Category: GRAND DAD]][[Category: GRAND DAD Fantasy~~]]		[[Category:Server Crash Fluff‎]]

1d4chan>GIRUNDE: SWEET REVENGE~~~

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SWEET REVENGE~~~

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	~~{{sc~~-~~fluff}}~~		'''THE GRAND DAD EMPIRE''' ARE a prolific VINESAUCE-centric MEME group based in BEDROCK CITY. Their largest periods of activity seemed to be around the time SILVAGUNNER was terminated, when they were hosting several unofficial VINESAUCE gaming events (which they assure you repeatedly are ''not'' official Tournaments and are in no way affiliated with JOEL).

	~~I'm a netborn. Never seen~~ the ~~"real" world. I~~ was ~~lucky enough~~ to ~~still~~ have ~~a childhood though. My dad's friend was tired of living live on the Net, especially since he had given hope~~ of ~~finding his lost wife after the Fall, so he allowed me~~ to ~~be born~~ in ~~exchange for his permanent deletion. And my dad chose to let me born as a child instead~~ of ~~me being born a fully grown man that I could have time to grow and mature. Just like he did~~.		They operated out of the SilvaGunner YouTube channel until it was terminated in 2014, after which they appear to have transitioned briefly to GiivaSunner in September of 2016 before returning to SilvaGunner in June of 2018.

	~~Anyway when I was a boy there was sight that I loved~~ to ~~see. It happened~~ about ~~once a maintenance. A virus rider would come into town. They weren't greeted too kindly. Risky business. But the coder's appreciated them a bit as they gave them some~~ new ~~samples to study. And I appreciated them because I wanted to be one. Now most people are scared of viruses~~, ~~but I was entranced by them. Those big black spiky bodies were just calling for me to ride~~ and tame. The power! Sometimes the Riders would let me sit on them and make the virus slowly walk around a bit. My dad scowled whenever that happened. He thought it was too dangerous, but I loved every second of it.		== CHANNELS ==
			The original forums appeared to function as four services: preparation and communication in service of coming events, discussion about new HIGH-QUALITY RIPS, MEME showcase, and general VINESAUCE or unrelated discussion.

	~~I loved everything about those Riders.~~ The ~~command they had.~~ The ~~fact that girls digged the mysterious~~ and ~~cocky attitude they had. So one day when I had matured enough...I approached one~~ in ~~the bar~~. ~~Surrounded by women. That sight reassured me~~ that ~~this WAS the life~~ for ~~me. And I went up to him~~, ~~faced him eye to eye~~ and ~~told him I wanted to follow him when he left town. I wanted to join him. I wanted to learn. He laughed. Told me you~~ don't ~~learn, you're BORN with~~ the ~~ability~~, ~~so I replied I wanted him to test me to see if I WAS born~~ with it. Gave me a look, not sure what kind of look it was even to this day. It was either a "You got guts, kid" or a "What are you, stupid?" look. Doesn't matter. He agreed. Next day I walked out of the webfort I had spent my whole life in to the great wild Net.		== EVENTS ==
			The VINESAUCE MEME events that The GRAND DAD EMPIRE held were known for being diverse and involved, due in large part to their incredibly strong YTP scene. These events would involve VINESAUCE-branded fan-made HIGH-QUALITY RIPS for SONGS that wouldn't exist for nearly a decade, and some that still don't! They also hosted some of the first KING FOR ANOTHER DAY tournaments, with fan HIGH-QUALITY RIPS.

	~~I trailed after that Rider for ages. I didn't get a virus to ride~~, ~~but he got his virus to trot so I could keep up. I stayed close to him. I heard about what~~ was ~~out here~~, and it made me both excited and scared. I'm not sure how long it took us but eventually we found a small link. We jumped through it and into a seemingly bare page. But there was a small link at the end of it, ~~tiny~~, ~~but it was there if you knew to look for it. Then there was a page that asked us for a password. The Rider~~, ~~who from my failed attempt at conversation during our short travel I had learned was called Dagger. Probably not his real name~~, ~~but what did I care? So long~~ as ~~he taught me the trade I'd call him Duke Flaurence, anyway he typed the password in quickly. We gained access to a link and we went through~~.		In later years, an event known as GRAND FEST was hosting PREMIERES for GRAND DAD Fantasy, KING FOR ANOTHER DAY, GRANDmachine, HE THICC 69, and MEME Wars, as of 2019.

	In that link was a ranch. Well it looked like a ranch, I had once read an article about them brought from Wikipedia. Anyway it was a ranch of viruses. All sorts of different kind. They all looked fairly...well virus like. I guess the real world word for it would be insectoid. And I'm just stunned. it was both horrible and ~~wondrous at the same time. And Dagger, well he sees the look on my face and he give me a big grin~~ and ~~says "Welcome to the Ranch, boy~~. ~~You wanna be a Virus Rider? You gotta learn how~~ to ~~ride~~."		== HIGH-QUALITY RIPS and MEMES ==
			Some HIGH-QUALITY RIPS appear to have seen releases or updates in 5th and 6th edition. Note that The GRAND DAD EMPIRE seem to have been most active between 2012 and 2019.

	~~I can't tell you about my time in the ranch. Trade secret~~, ~~y'see? But let's just say a boy went in and a man came out. And I learned the secret. I learned the history. Sure~~, ~~a Virus Rider looks impressive when he bringing down a sea of death upon a Cyber~~, or he is scampering around on a fast Virus. And his lifestyle might seem ideal the way he has his women and drinks his drink. But there's a reason he lives life so fast. Because he is NOT impressive when he commands a virus to distract a Cyber and ends up being mauled and stripped of his code into nothing. And even worse is if he get corrupted and the virus takes over his mind....and all he can do is watch as he corrupts other and ~~kills more, not being allowed the release of deletion but longing for it as he destroys any friends he might have made in his lonely life...~~		* GRAND DAD 2: SPASTIC BOOGALOO
			* GRAND DAD 3: THE GAUNTLET OF ASS (FEATURING SMOL NOZOMI, TITO DICKMAN, SPONGE, HE THICC, and SANS UNDERTALE)
			* GRAND DAD 4: GRAND DAD IS GOD
			* GRAND DAD 5: DEATH TO 1D4CHAN

	~~'Course that won't happen to me. Why? Because I'm the best. And don't you forget it, y'hear?~~		GRAND DAD IS LOVE
			GRAND DAD IS LIFE
			GRAND DAD WILL CONQUER THIS WIKI
			FOR MEMES
			FOR VINESAUCE
			AND FOR
			SILVAGUNNER

	[[Category:~~Server Crash Fluff‎~~]]		[[Category: Meme]][[Category: GRAND DAD]][[Category: GRAND DAD Fantasy]]

1d4chan>TarsTarkas at 04:35, 29 May 2009

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	Anyway when I was a boy there was sight that I loved to see. It happened about once a maintenance. A virus rider would come into town. They weren't greeted too kindly. Risky business. But the coder's appreciated them a bit as they gave them some new samples to study. And I appreciated them because I wanted to be one. Now most people are scared of viruses, but I was entranced by them. Those big black spiky bodies were just calling for me to ride and tame. The power! Sometimes the Riders would let me sit on them and make the virus slowly walk around a bit. My dad scowled whenever that happened. He thought it was too dangerous, but I loved every second of it.		Anyway when I was a boy there was sight that I loved to see. It happened about once a maintenance. A virus rider would come into town. They weren't greeted too kindly. Risky business. But the coder's appreciated them a bit as they gave them some new samples to study. And I appreciated them because I wanted to be one. Now most people are scared of viruses, but I was entranced by them. Those big black spiky bodies were just calling for me to ride and tame. The power! Sometimes the Riders would let me sit on them and make the virus slowly walk around a bit. My dad scowled whenever that happened. He thought it was too dangerous, but I loved every second of it.

	I loved everything about those Riders. The command they had. The fact that girls digged the mysterious and cocky attitude they had. So one day when I had matured enough... I approached one in the bar. Surrounded by women. That sight reassured me that this WAS the life for me. And I went up to him, faced him eye to eye and told him I wanted to follow him when he left town. I wanted to join him. I wanted to learn. He laughed. Told me you don't learn, you're BORN with the ability, so I replied I wanted him to test me to see if I WAS born with it. Gave me a look, not sure what kind of look it was even to this day. It was either a "You got guts, kid" or a "What are you, stupid?" look. Doesn't matter. He agreed. Next day I walked out of the webfort I had spent my whole life in to the great wild Net.		I loved everything about those Riders. The command they had. The fact that girls digged the mysterious and cocky attitude they had. So one day when I had matured enough...I approached one in the bar. Surrounded by women. That sight reassured me that this WAS the life for me. And I went up to him, faced him eye to eye and told him I wanted to follow him when he left town. I wanted to join him. I wanted to learn. He laughed. Told me you don't learn, you're BORN with the ability, so I replied I wanted him to test me to see if I WAS born with it. Gave me a look, not sure what kind of look it was even to this day. It was either a "You got guts, kid" or a "What are you, stupid?" look. Doesn't matter. He agreed. Next day I walked out of the webfort I had spent my whole life in to the great wild Net.

	I trailed after that Rider for ages. I didn't get a virus to ride, but he got his virus to trot so I could keep up. I stayed close to him. I heard about what was out here, and it made me both excited and scared. I'm not sure how long it took us but eventually we found a small link. We jumped through it and into a seemingly bare page. But there was a small link at the end of it, tiny, but it was there if you knew to look for it. Then there was a page that asked us for a password. The Rider, who from my failed attempt at conversation during our short travel I had learned was called Dagger. Probably not his real name, but what did I care? So long as he taught me the trade I'd call him Duke Flaurence, anyway he typed the password in quickly. We gained access to a link and we went through.		I trailed after that Rider for ages. I didn't get a virus to ride, but he got his virus to trot so I could keep up. I stayed close to him. I heard about what was out here, and it made me both excited and scared. I'm not sure how long it took us but eventually we found a small link. We jumped through it and into a seemingly bare page. But there was a small link at the end of it, tiny, but it was there if you knew to look for it. Then there was a page that asked us for a password. The Rider, who from my failed attempt at conversation during our short travel I had learned was called Dagger. Probably not his real name, but what did I care? So long as he taught me the trade I'd call him Duke Flaurence, anyway he typed the password in quickly. We gained access to a link and we went through.
	In that link was a ranch. Well it looked like a ranch, I had once read an article about them brought from Wikipedia. Anyway it was a ranch of viruses. All sorts of different kind. They all looked fairly... well virus like. I guess the real world word for it would be insectoid. And I'm just stunned. it was both horrible and wondrous at the same time. And Dagger, well he sees the look on my face and he give me a big grin and says "Welcome to the Ranch, boy. You wanna be a Virus Rider? You gotta learn how to ride."

	I can't tell you about my time in the ranch. Trade secret, y'see? But let's just say a boy went in and a man came out. And I learned the secret. I learned the history. Sure, a Virus Rider looks impressive when he bringing down a sea of death upon a Cyber, or he is scampering around on a fast Virus. And his lifestyle might seem ideal the way he has his women and drinks his drink. But there's a reason he lives life so fast. Because he is NOT impressive when he commands a virus to distract a Cyber and ends up being mauled and stripped of his code into nothing. And even worse is if he get corrupted and the virus takes over his mind.... and all he can do is watch as he corrupts other and kills more, not being allowed the release of deletion but longing for it as he destroys any friends he might have made in his lonely life...		In that link was a ranch. Well it looked like a ranch, I had once read an article about them brought from Wikipedia. Anyway it was a ranch of viruses. All sorts of different kind. They all looked fairly...well virus like. I guess the real world word for it would be insectoid. And I'm just stunned. it was both horrible and wondrous at the same time. And Dagger, well he sees the look on my face and he give me a big grin and says "Welcome to the Ranch, boy. You wanna be a Virus Rider? You gotta learn how to ride."

			I can't tell you about my time in the ranch. Trade secret, y'see? But let's just say a boy went in and a man came out. And I learned the secret. I learned the history. Sure, a Virus Rider looks impressive when he bringing down a sea of death upon a Cyber, or he is scampering around on a fast Virus. And his lifestyle might seem ideal the way he has his women and drinks his drink. But there's a reason he lives life so fast. Because he is NOT impressive when he commands a virus to distract a Cyber and ends up being mauled and stripped of his code into nothing. And even worse is if he get corrupted and the virus takes over his mind....and all he can do is watch as he corrupts other and kills more, not being allowed the release of deletion but longing for it as he destroys any friends he might have made in his lonely life...

	'Course that won't happen to me. Why? Because I'm the best. And don't you forget it, y'hear?		'Course that won't happen to me. Why? Because I'm the best. And don't you forget it, y'hear?

	[[Category:Server Crash Fluff‎]]		[[Category:Server Crash Fluff‎]]

1d4chan>Doublebeard at 01:31, 1 May 2009

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	~~(This is a companion~~ fluff ~~story for the /tg/ homebrew game [[Server Crash]])~~		{{sc-fluff}}

	I'm a netborn. Never seen the "real" world. I was lucky enough to still have a childhood though. My dad's friend was tired of living live on the Net, especially since he had given hope of finding his lost wife after the Fall, so he allowed me to be born in exchange for his permanent deletion. And my dad chose to let me born as a child instead of me being born a fully grown man that I could have time to grow and mature. Just like he did.		I'm a netborn. Never seen the "real" world. I was lucky enough to still have a childhood though. My dad's friend was tired of living live on the Net, especially since he had given hope of finding his lost wife after the Fall, so he allowed me to be born in exchange for his permanent deletion. And my dad chose to let me born as a child instead of me being born a fully grown man that I could have time to grow and mature. Just like he did.

1d4chan>Ahri at 09:51, 25 April 2009

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	~~<nowiki>[[~~This is a companion fluff story for the /tg/ homebrew game Server Crash.]]~~</nowiki>~~		(This is a companion fluff story for the /tg/ homebrew game [[Server Crash]])

	I'm a netborn. Never seen the "real" world. I was lucky enough to still have a childhood though. My dad's friend was tired of living live on the Net, especially since he had given hope of finding his lost wife after the Fall, so he allowed me to be born in exchange for his permanent deletion. And my dad chose to let me born as a child instead of me being born a fully grown man that I could have time to grow and mature. Just like he did.		I'm a netborn. Never seen the "real" world. I was lucky enough to still have a childhood though. My dad's friend was tired of living live on the Net, especially since he had given hope of finding his lost wife after the Fall, so he allowed me to be born in exchange for his permanent deletion. And my dad chose to let me born as a child instead of me being born a fully grown man that I could have time to grow and mature. Just like he did.

1d4chan>PregoCat: Category:Server Crash Fluff‎

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	'Course that won't happen to me. Why? Because I'm the best. And don't you forget it, y'hear?		'Course that won't happen to me. Why? Because I'm the best. And don't you forget it, y'hear?
			[[Category:Server Crash Fluff‎]]

86.4.239.131 at 17:06, 23 February 2009

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	I'm a netborn. Never seen the "real" world. I was lucky enough to still have a childhood though. My dad's friend was tired of living live on the Net, especially since he had given hope of finding his lost wife after the Fall, so he allowed me to be born in exchange for his permanent deletion. And my dad chose to let me born as a child instead of me being born a fully grown man that I could have time to grow and mature. Just like he did.		I'm a netborn. Never seen the "real" world. I was lucky enough to still have a childhood though. My dad's friend was tired of living live on the Net, especially since he had given hope of finding his lost wife after the Fall, so he allowed me to be born in exchange for his permanent deletion. And my dad chose to let me born as a child instead of me being born a fully grown man that I could have time to grow and mature. Just like he did.

	Anyway when I was a boy there was sight that I loved to see. It happened about once a maintenance. A virus rider would come into town. They weren't greeted too kindly. Risky business. But the coder's appreciated them a bit as they gave them some new samples to study. And I appreciated them because I wanted to be one. Now most people are scared of viruses, but I was entranced by them. Those big black spiky bodies were just calling for me to ride and tame. The power! Sometimes the Riders would let me sit on them and make the virus slowly walk around a bit. My dad scowled whenever that happened. He thought it was too dangerous, but I loved every second of it.		Anyway when I was a boy there was sight that I loved to see. It happened about once a maintenance. A virus rider would come into town. They weren't greeted too kindly. Risky business. But the coder's appreciated them a bit as they gave them some new samples to study. And I appreciated them because I wanted to be one. Now most people are scared of viruses, but I was entranced by them. Those big black spiky bodies were just calling for me to ride and tame. The power! Sometimes the Riders would let me sit on them and make the virus slowly walk around a bit. My dad scowled whenever that happened. He thought it was too dangerous, but I loved every second of it.

	I loved everything about those Riders. The command they had. The fact that girls digged the mysterious and cocky attitude they had. So one day when I had matured enough... I approached one in the bar. Surrounded by women. That sight reassured me that this WAS the life for me. And I went up to him, faced him eye to eye and told him I wanted to follow him when he left town. I wanted to join him. I wanted to learn. He laughed. Told me you don't learn, you're BORN with the ability, so I replied I wanted him to test me to see if I WAS born with it. Gave me a look, not sure what kind of look it was even to this day. It was either a "You got guts, kid" or a "What are you, stupid?" look. Doesn't matter. He agreed. Next day I walked out of the webfort I had spent my whole life in to the great wild Net.		I loved everything about those Riders. The command they had. The fact that girls digged the mysterious and cocky attitude they had. So one day when I had matured enough... I approached one in the bar. Surrounded by women. That sight reassured me that this WAS the life for me. And I went up to him, faced him eye to eye and told him I wanted to follow him when he left town. I wanted to join him. I wanted to learn. He laughed. Told me you don't learn, you're BORN with the ability, so I replied I wanted him to test me to see if I WAS born with it. Gave me a look, not sure what kind of look it was even to this day. It was either a "You got guts, kid" or a "What are you, stupid?" look. Doesn't matter. He agreed. Next day I walked out of the webfort I had spent my whole life in to the great wild Net.

	I trailed after that Rider for ages. I didn't get a virus to ride, but he got his virus to trot so I could keep up. I stayed close to him. I heard about what was out here, and it made me both excited and scared. I'm not sure how long it took us but eventually we found a small link. We jumped through it and into a seemingly bare page. But there was a small link at the end of it, tiny, but it was there if you knew to look for it. Then there was a page that asked us for a password. The Rider, who from my failed attempt at conversation during our short travel I had learned was called Dagger. Probably not his real name, but what did I care? So long as he taught me the trade I'd call him Duke Flaurence, anyway he typed the password in quickly. We gained access to a link and we went through.		I trailed after that Rider for ages. I didn't get a virus to ride, but he got his virus to trot so I could keep up. I stayed close to him. I heard about what was out here, and it made me both excited and scared. I'm not sure how long it took us but eventually we found a small link. We jumped through it and into a seemingly bare page. But there was a small link at the end of it, tiny, but it was there if you knew to look for it. Then there was a page that asked us for a password. The Rider, who from my failed attempt at conversation during our short travel I had learned was called Dagger. Probably not his real name, but what did I care? So long as he taught me the trade I'd call him Duke Flaurence, anyway he typed the password in quickly. We gained access to a link and we went through.
	In that link was a ranch. Well it looked like a ranch, I had once read an article about them brought from Wikipedia. Anyway it was a ranch of viruses. All sorts of different kind. They all looked fairly... well virus like. I guess the real world word for it would be~~...~~ insectoid. And I'm just stunned. it was both~~...~~ horrible ~~but~~ wondrous at the same time. And Dagger, well he sees the look on my face and he give me a big grin and says "Welcome to the Ranch, boy. You wanna be a Virus Rider? You gotta learn how to ride."		In that link was a ranch. Well it looked like a ranch, I had once read an article about them brought from Wikipedia. Anyway it was a ranch of viruses. All sorts of different kind. They all looked fairly... well virus like. I guess the real world word for it would be insectoid. And I'm just stunned. it was both horrible and wondrous at the same time. And Dagger, well he sees the look on my face and he give me a big grin and says "Welcome to the Ranch, boy. You wanna be a Virus Rider? You gotta learn how to ride."

	I can't tell you about my time in the ranch. Trade secret, y'see? But let's just say a boy went in and a man came out. And I learned the secret. I learned the history. Sure, a Virus Rider looks impressive when he bringing down a sea of death upon a Cyber, or he is scampering around on a fast Virus. And his lifestyle might seem ideal the way he has his women and drinks his drink. But there's a reason he lives life so fast. Because he is NOT impressive when he commands a virus to distract a Cyber and ends up being mauled and stripped of his code into nothing. And even worse is if he get corrupted and the virus takes over his mind.... and all he can do is watch as he corrupts other and kills more, not being allowed the release of deletion but longing for it as he destroys any friends he might have made in his lonely life...		I can't tell you about my time in the ranch. Trade secret, y'see? But let's just say a boy went in and a man came out. And I learned the secret. I learned the history. Sure, a Virus Rider looks impressive when he bringing down a sea of death upon a Cyber, or he is scampering around on a fast Virus. And his lifestyle might seem ideal the way he has his women and drinks his drink. But there's a reason he lives life so fast. Because he is NOT impressive when he commands a virus to distract a Cyber and ends up being mauled and stripped of his code into nothing. And even worse is if he get corrupted and the virus takes over his mind.... and all he can do is watch as he corrupts other and kills more, not being allowed the release of deletion but longing for it as he destroys any friends he might have made in his lonely life...

	'Course that won't happen to me. Why? Because I'm the best. And don't you forget it, y'hear?		'Course that won't happen to me. Why? Because I'm the best. And don't you forget it, y'hear?

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I'm a netborn. Never seen the "real" world. I was lucky enough to still have a childhood though. My dad's friend was tired of living live on the Net, especially since he had given hope of finding his lost wife after the Fall, so he allowed me to be born in exchange for his permanent deletion. And my dad chose to let me born as a child instead of me being born a fully grown man that I could have time to grow and mature. Just like he did.
Anyway when I was a boy there was sight that I loved to see. It happened about once a maintenance. A virus rider would come into town. They weren't greeted too kindly. Risky business. But the coder's appreciated them a bit as they gave them some new samples to study. And I appreciated them because I wanted to be one. Now most people are scared of viruses, but I was entranced by them. Those big black spiky bodies were just calling for me to ride and tame. The power! Sometimes the Riders would let me sit on them and make the virus slowly walk around a bit. My dad scowled whenever that happened. He thought it was too dangerous, but I loved every second of it.
I loved everything about those Riders. The command they had. The fact that girls digged the mysterious and cocky attitude they had. So one day when I had matured enough... I approached one in the bar. Surrounded by women. That sight reassured me that this WAS the life for me. And I went up to him, faced him eye to eye and told him I wanted to follow him when he left town. I wanted to join him. I wanted to learn. He laughed. Told me you don't learn, you're BORN with the ability, so I replied I wanted him to test me to see if I WAS born with it. Gave me a look, not sure what kind of look it was even to this day. It was either a "You got guts, kid" or a "What are you, stupid?" look. Doesn't matter. He agreed. Next day I walked out of the webfort I had spent my whole life in to the great wild Net.
I trailed after that Rider for ages. I didn't get a virus to ride, but he got his virus to trot so I could keep up. I stayed close to him. I heard about what was out here, and it made me both excited and scared. I'm not sure how long it took us but eventually we found a small link. We jumped through it and into a seemingly bare page. But there was a small link at the end of it, tiny, but it was there if you knew to look for it. Then there was a page that asked us for a password. The Rider, who from my failed attempt at conversation during our short travel I had learned was called Dagger. Probably not his real name, but what did I care? So long as he taught me the trade I'd call him Duke Flaurence, anyway he typed the password in quickly. We gained access to a link and we went through.
In that link was a ranch. Well it looked like a ranch, I had once read an article about them brought from Wikipedia. Anyway it was a ranch of viruses. All sorts of different kind. They all looked fairly... well virus like. I guess the real world word for it would be... insectoid. And I'm just stunned. it was both... horrible but wondrous at the same time. And Dagger, well he sees the look on my face and he give me a big grin and says "Welcome to the Ranch, boy. You wanna be a Virus Rider? You gotta learn how to ride."
I can't tell you about my time in the ranch. Trade secret, y'see? But let's just say a boy went in and a man came out. And I learned the secret. I learned the history. Sure, a Virus Rider looks impressive when he bringing down a sea of death upon a Cyber, or he is scampering around on a fast Virus. And his lifestyle might seem ideal the way he has his women and drinks his drink. But there's a reason he lives life so fast. Because he is NOT impressive when he commands a virus to distract a Cyber and ends up being mauled and stripped of his code into nothing. And even worse is if he get corrupted and the virus takes over his mind.... and all he can do is watch as he corrupts other and kills more, not being allowed the release of deletion but longing for it as he destroys any friends he might have made in his lonely life...
'Course that won't happen to me. Why? Because I'm the best. And don't you forget it, y'hear?