So... That Happened
Chapter 13: Arc 3: The Journeyman; Chapter 8: The End of the Beginning of the Middle
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After my meeting with Auric, I quickly made my way over to the Homestuck "Cluster". The unfortunate thing about the Homestuck cluster is that, although there are separate Universes, it appears as less than a field of distinct bubbles, and more as a nebula with some very, very distorted bubbles. The dimensional barriers in the Homestuck Cluster are so thin that anyone can go anywhere and anywhen within the Cluster. My job, according to the Boss man, is to try and detangle it as much as possible within the next millennia or so, a long term project, if you will. Alright, fingers crossed.
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"Oh man...this is bad. This is real bad. Who the hell even coded this fucked up mess anyways?"
Creator: Tenebrous
"I should have fucking known."
One thing that should be noted is that SysAdmins gain their positions in the hierarchy by merit, not age. That's exactly why Tenebrous is my subordinate even though he's a lot older than I am.
Continuing on, I slashed away at corrupted code after corrupted code, managing a speed unmatched by most other Admins at my level. After a relative few hundred years, I finished my nonstop work. The new Cluster was a thing of beauty; perfect bubbles all interconnected with legitimate fractal bridges, keeping the spirit of the Cluster, but cleaning it up immensely.
"I am going to get so much Cred for this, it's not even funny."
Cred, by the way, is basically the way Extradimensional Creatures get paid. Like the Credits you find in most SciFi Games, but cooler. Based on a merit system, the better one does at their job, the more one gets paid. There's a lot of stuff in the Void that one can buy, you'd be surprised
Later
After receiving my pay and a Status Upgrade, I decided to take a bit of time off and check on Teridax's Universe. When passively Scanning the Universe, I found something that nearly made me destroy the Universe in sheer frustration.
"So...He's smarter than I thought...Tch...And I thought I had my bases covered. Fucking piece of shit just won't take it lying down, will he? Well, let's just BREAK IT ALL DOWN!"
Pouring my focus into the Universe on it's own, the first thing I did was to completely overhaul the programming language from ShadowA++ to UMBRA OS-. ShadowA++ is the standard programming language for Universes, and is, unfortunately, really goddamn easy to manipulate if you can find the stray Code Floaters that constantly appear. It's an old language, and is more stuck in antiquity than the goddamn Catholic Church in Earth 11798b+. UMBRA OS- is my personal language. Similar to ShadowA++, it is easy to manipulate, but only if you know every last detail about it. Due to it being "State of the Art" there aren't any Code Floaters...for the most part. A significantly intelligent Shadow Programmer could pul out Floaters if they knew where to look, but they don't appear on their own.
Exposition aside, after overhauling the System and making sure that most of the data was compatible, I began to tweak the Universe.
"Okay...he's still expecting his changes to be there...let him keep what he wants...reset SysAdmin position to Umbra Shadow-Walker...local Minor Admin is Makuta Teridax...Local Major Admin is Umbra Shadow-Walker...lock Minor Admin Abilities to bare minimum...reset viral coding...hard reset this...twist these parameters...defrag the data logs...mumble...mumble fragle frigle mrhrhrhrhrhrh..."
Present Tense Activated
Teridax'll be surprised to find that he wouldn't be able to recode the Universe anymore. Che! It's a damn good thing I'm so lenient with him, otherwise this War would've ended in the first six hours after I learned of it. Teridax thinks he can best a SysAdmin, and he'd be right in the case of Tenebrous or even Itzal.
(Side Note: Itzal is my direct subordinate, my secretary, if you will. She's smart, but kinda naive, and she sometimes fucks up her programming a little. She used to be a Basque scientist on Earth 776699a...one accident with a teleporter later and she becomes a SysAdmin.)
But me? Keh. I have had thousands of perspective years of experience with shadow manipulators trying to make themselves the local Admins of their Universes. 'Tis folly to think that one with only a scant few months of experience could even hope to challenge my skill.
No, it really isn't arrogance. Mostly. Shadow Programming works based on how much experience one has with it. The longer one has used it, the better they are...unless one just really has a knack for it, like me.
"Tch. Let's see the asshole get out of this mess."
Job done, I decided to go find Zelretch, he's always good for a laugh.
...Actually no, Zelretch is an asshole.
Let's go find the Doctor...or maybe even Dr.Strange.
End Chapter 13
End Arc 3