New Generation Legacy, Issue 1: Back to School

"No...it....doesn't...hunnff...owe...me...money." Clover growls between the heavy blows. "I'm...just working...through...a bit of frustation. Apparently the computer system thinks its ok to record absolutely everything you say and do here." the british girl says, steadying the bag.

"I don't feel like having to always be on my best behavior, and being on Camera means I have to." Clover said after taking a moment to breath. "I'm Clover Hughes. Nice to meet you."
 

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"No...it....doesn't...hunnff...owe...me...money." Clover growls between the heavy blows. "I'm...just working...through...a bit of frustation. Apparently the computer system thinks its ok to record absolutely everything you say and do here." the british girl says, steadying the bag.

"I don't feel like having to always be on my best behavior, and being on Camera means I have to." Clover said after taking a moment to breath. "I'm Clover Hughes. Nice to meet you."
“Why does being on camera mean you have to be on your best behavior?” Nick looks up and flips off the air, “honestly if someone is recording my every action, so what? Hell if I was on the outside being an elite we would have people monitoring everything we do right? Unless you got something to hide?”

Nick cracks a smile, “Nick, do you always introduce yourself with your last name? I mean it just sounds formal like I am meeting royalty or the President… or the Pope."

"Life sucks to be a punching bag I bet, you spend all day minding your business and then random people walk up and beat the crap out of you. Poor guy,”
Nick adds.

Nick mockingly pats the bag, “But the real important question is where do they serve the food around here?” Nick thinks, They record everything here? Big whoop, it’s their playground, probably just want to make sure we don’t break stuff we shouldn’t or accidentally kill ourselves. British girl? Clover Hughes, is that an important name? Maybe I should try and remember it. Hungry!

His listed name would be Arun Nicholas Walters.
 
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"Now Clover, relax, I'm sure we can address this with the school sometime. Because, I can assure you, I"m NOT going to behave all prim an proper." Trilly looks up from the barbell she's doing literal curls with to Nick. "Hi, I'm Trilly Gardener. Nice to meet you. Don't suppose you're a basketball fan? The only other american I know of is a major football fan. Nice guy.. just a farm boy type.'
 

Jimmy shrugs. "Didn't mean to interrupt," he says, raising an eyebrow. He turns to Amadi. "Let's see what these things got."

He gets on a leg press, lifts it a few times, pauses, lifts it a couple more times, pauses again, lifts it a few more times. "****, these things can handle a lot," he says in surprise, continuing the exercise.

John shrugs to himself slightly, as he continues on with his routine. Things were very different from home, he wasn't sure if he would ever get used to it.
 

"Now Clover, relax, I'm sure we can address this with the school sometime. Because, I can assure you, I"m NOT going to behave all prim an proper." Trilly looks up from the barbell she's doing literal curls with to Nick. "Hi, I'm Trilly Gardener. Nice to meet you. Don't suppose you're a basketball fan? The only other american I know of is a major football fan. Nice guy.. just a farm boy type.'
What is the first name last name stuff is that what elites do? Seems kind of lame, Nick replies, “Nick, I know basketball, football, track and field, wrestling, mixed martial arts, extreme sports; if you get sweaty and can win, I am all for it. Phys. Ed. was the only class I got A’s in for sure. I pretty much grew up on sports; my dad was a football player in high school; I was an all-state wrestler, all-state football, blah blah… now I am just here.”

“Started practicing my soccer before coming out here, I didn’t think I would find many American Football fans out here; or Americans at all. I wonder how much money they sunk into this place, its awesome everything seems top notch from the equipment to the girls,” he whistles looking around.
 

Clover, Nick, Trilly:

Yoshi looks at the new guy like he just found his new best friend. "Haha, dude, I'm with you. Name's Yoshi, by the way. This computer thing wants to record me, go ahead. Everything I do should be captured for posterity," he says with the seemingly ever-present smirk. He does take note of Clover's unhappiness over it, though. "Hey, Amy, who's got access to the stuff you record?"

"This system. This system uses information recorded within the institute to perform its programed mandate," Amy answers.

Yoshi shakes his head. "'kay, that didn't answer the question, Amy. Who else has access to the information? Is it easy to get at?"

"The previous query was answered to the best of this system's ability. No one else has access to the majority of acquired information. All information is encrypted and is filtered by its usefulness, as determined by the institute administration. Students themselves may also provide parameters to store information concerning themselves, though administrative parameters may not be overridden. Information falling outside provided parameters is immediately deleted," Amy replies.

"Dr. Petrova Stockov created a dynamic encryption code, as well as a number of firewalls, to protect all information gathered by this system. Unauthorized access is highly prohibitive. Administrators with clearance may access information provided from any parameters set. Students may access any information provided from any parameters they set themselves." Amy pauses before asking, "Did the preceding answer your query to your satisfaction, Yoshi?"

"Yup, think so," Yoshi answers. "See? No prob. But, hey, keep beating on that thing if ya like."
 

Jerry caught the tone of voice, and the lack of a smile. Have to watch for this one.

"G'day. I'll take you then," Jerry gave her another smile and led the way to the girls' dorm.

Josee nods. As they walk, she says, "This school, it looks...wrong. It is too new, I do not like it. Fathers says its costs him nothing to send me here. I am not surprised."
 

Cody takes a glance at the room, curious but intimidated. He responds to Emmet, "Hrm, I figured I'd find out who it was when I got there. I don't mind surprises but I guess it couldn't hurt." the teen says, following Emmet's lead by asking Amy who his room mate was and doing a cursory internet search himself. It takes him longer to get used to the system than it does Emmet, but he proves competent enough.

"Cody Bryant is sharing quarters with Johnathan Mayors," Amy tells the teen.

I don't like getting into the habit of making up info on PCs, so, Mimic, if you could tell Cody what he finds on the net concerning your PC, go ahead.
 

Josee nods. As they walk, she says, "This school, it looks...wrong. It is too new, I do not like it. Fathers says its costs him nothing to send me here. I am not surprised."

Yoshi had some good traits, but Jerry wasn't sure about Frenchy.

"Well it is new. No helping it," Jerry made himself say evenly. Stuck up a might?
 

Nick agrees with Yoshi, “Yeah I don’t think we have anything to worry about, we are monitored all the time in normal life and by far less protected sources then this place. I have to agree with Yoshi you might be slightly over reacting.”

“But just in case we can look into it, umm Amy right? Is that your name? Your name is Amy right?” The youth says looking incredulous up at the ceiling and all around them, Paranoia, super formal greetings, and super powers… I am not sure if this isn’t a dream or if I am just way too laid back for my own good. The UN are the good guys if they need to monitor us, I say bring it on… I don’t care if Amy watches me poop.

Nick smirks at an inward joke, ”Nice to meet you Amy, I am Nick, so what else do you do here, do you cook? Wash windows? Are you one of those crazed AI things that eventually turn against us mere humans and wipe us off the planet? I mean if you are, would you tell us? Also Amy, I can call you Amy right, I am hungry where can I get some food?”
 

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