It's Only Programmed - 3Turbo was on the ground, his body racked with glitching spasms. He heard the pixie's slippers on the floor and felt her pick him up. The ex-racer was too tired and disoriented to protest. The glitches stopped the moment the child's little fingers tenderly wrapped around his form. Incidentally, Turbo's pain went away too.More Like This
His eyes were closed, but he felt his body being rocked around rapidly, and almost dropped on several occasions. Of course, he was in the arms of a nine year old; someone much tinier than him and probably whom he could pick up with ease if he wanted to (and throw her into the volcano).
Vanellope's body finally buckled forward from the weight, but before the two fell to the ground, Turbo felt himself abruptly being swooped up high into the air. The altitude made him want to vomit.
"Ralph!" Vanellope gasped.
"Oh my land! Is that Turbo?"
Maybe if he pretended to look dead, the big beef-man would leave him alone. Turbo kept his eyes shut, not just o
It's Only Programmed - 2"Thanks for getting me this far, Sour Bill," Vanellope told the small, gloomy candy at her side. "Maybe now that I know the code to get in, I can spruce up this land some more. How about to go with the Diet Cola Mountain we get a Hot Chocolate Spa going too? Huh? Huh? Wouldn't that be the coolest?"More Like This
Sour Bill's listless, tired looking eyes barely rolled up from where they were staring at the floor. "President Vanellope, you shouldn't mess too much with the codes. Do you even know what you're doing?"
The child hesitated, an uncertain and sheepish smile on her lips, along with a pink blush. "No. But hey, 'Turbo-Terrifying' did it, so I don't see why I can't." She turned on her pink heel, about to dive into the labyrinth, and stopped.
"Oh, I almost forgot." The child reached into her pocket and extracted something shiny, flipping it into Sour Bill's outstretched hand. "That's for all your troubles!"
The spherical candy gazed flatly at his hand, and if possible, his expression deadpanned fu
It's Only Programmed - 1Turbo had an accurate idea of when to expect the glitch now. Every few minutes, he'd get the warning dizziness before the pain took over. It was like screwdrivers driving into his body for just a mile second, or however long the glitch lasted.More Like This
Turbo faintly wondered if Vanellope ever experienced any pain during her glitches. Certainly having your body briefly distort and spark couldn't be a painless experience. Yet, when Turbo saw her, especially now, there was no look of pain etched across her face. Plus, she willingly glitched now. Perhaps it took a while for the pain to go away.
There was light trickling through his heavily barred windows. Vanellope had opened the shaft of the jail doors as well, in a small act of kindness. He sneered. Did she really think that would make him feel better? Teasing him with the rays of sunlight, knowing he'd never be able to be out in it? Cruel child.
The slants of white light became blinding and filled the jail cell as the door was suddenly open. Tur
It's Only Programmed - PrologueYou don't feel pain very often when you're a video game character. Codes programmed things resembling organs and tissue into your body, but the fact remains: you're still made of pixels. During the day, the lives of video game characters were controlled, and the outcome was always unpredictable. Certainly, they're were probably thousands of deaths a day, but never a loss, as the characters could simply regenerate.More Like This
During his time as a racer, Turbo suffered his nicks and scrapes (it was a mere, small sacrifice to pay for the price of being the best of the racers), but it was nothing compared to the agony he was facing now.
As amazing and Turbo-tastic as he had been as a racer, every Number One had their slip ups, and Turbo was no different. His cars had crashed outside of arcade hours, and certainly during them, but it would be a simple, routine crash, and a brief, fleeting moment of pain before he'd flicker and recover.
The pain that consumed him now held no respite, and no chan