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BootstrapsEnzo rolled as he hit the ground and ended up in a crouch, singed and sore but BASICally unharmed. He groaned, less with pain than irritation. That certainly hadn’t gone as planned. Balun and Value were never going to let him live it down.
He probably deserved whatever he had coming, too. Sure, guys, I can contain a tear from on a zipboard! Stupid show-off rookie. Why not play chicken with a transfer van while I’m at it?
Dot is never hearing about this if I can help it. Ugh, or Matrix. Not sure which would be worse.
Pushing himself to his feet, he brushed himself off and looked around. Wherever the unstable tear had spat him out, it was not anywhere in the Supercomputer.
He had managed to land in what looked like a small park space in a residential sector. Everything was much lower resolution than he was used to, the edges of polygons clearly visible. The ambient light didn’t come from the sky, but from high-up beams of energy connecting bu