text; poem one.

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> Results not found.
> Search files... monika
> Found: NETWORK ACCESS; (username "Monika")
> Found: ██████████████
I don't quite understand how this works. What kind of system is running this?
Can anyone see me? Or read me! Gosh, I'm so overwhelmed. I've never even left my room before! Look at this place! It's so BIG. Is this open world?

If you can see this, hello! My name is Monika. I'm a club president at my school. What else should I write for an introduction? Um, I read the nice pamphlets, got my info kit and crystal, and saw the hologram. Is Miss Schnee real? I'd love to meet her.

Is anyone else there? ...Anyone?

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I wasn't!

right?? you get it.

perhaps we could collaborate! I could try putting words to one of your compositions.

[ubiquitously]

[There's a pause before his next response. That sounds a bit embarrassing. Uai hasn't played music for anyone in Genessia yet, let alone collaborate.

But as long as he's stuck here...]

Well, if anything I write strikes a chord with you...

You would be more than welcome. I haven't collaborated in a long time.

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good! I hope I can give your music a beautiful interpretation.

I haven't had the opportunity to collaborate at all. it's a new experience for me and hopefully will be a nice return to a nice one for you.

[ubiquitously]

...

Agreed! I have no doubt you would improve upon my music with your lyrics.

And geez. I'm sorry. I'm distracting you, aren't I? You must be juggling a few conversations at once.

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I don't think your music would need improving! they probably make gorgeous instrumentals.

don't worry about it!! I can multitask.

[ubiquitously]

As long as it's no problem. It's hard to find good conversation here.

[Actually, Uai is just a jerk to most people and gives no one any reason to like him.

He wants to ask more about the hacking attempt he saw, but can't think of a polite way to bring it up. Especially considering he is honestly interested in collaborating. His soul could use some music.]

If you need anything for your apartment, let me know.

I hope not to shock you, but I'm a magician. I can bend reality a bit to help suit your needs, if anything is out of place here.

Mostly... creating objects or modifying existing ones. I damaged myself trying to escape, unfortunately.

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it's no problem at all!

[ And it seems he said the right words to make her bring it up herself... ]

That would get called magic, huh? I'm not all that good coding so I only managed to locate my network file on the CPU. There's a trick to it, right?

[ubiquitously]

[That was totally not intentional.]

So the world is viewed as a network for you as well?

For us magicians, spells are the same as programs. I tried to cast my usual spell for traveling between worlds, but it didn't work.

My apologies. Is text best for you? I've noticed people in Genessia get nosy with the conversations on our devices. I wouldn't be surprised if our captors were the same.

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i'm not sure we're viewing this the same way if you travel between worlds on the usual. unless you had an internet connection that got cut off here.

text just seemed familiar. I'm fine if you feel more comfortable with a different communication method.

[ubiquitously]

I won't press if this keeps you comfortable.

Perhaps we are different, then. I've yet to find any people who are truly the same here anyway.

Yes, travel is normal for me. Or was. I can't leave this world, which is unusual. Normally, if I understand a world's laws then I can bend them. Much like hacking a program. If I mess up... Well. I took the damage this time, fortunately.

Do things not work that way for you?