Finding His Friends

[Sage]

Sage smirked at the response. The rock star even hit enter like it mattered. Sage saw what he typed as he typed it. Typing was so slow.

At least this would be entertaining, Nova was quiet, sleeping actually. And the house was completely empty. It was eerie such a big house being empty. Nox had insisted the rest of the servants be let go. How dare he? Sage giggled at the thought of Dorian huffing and trying to maintain it. He hadn't seen it, though he wished he had.

Sage thought at the computer simply.

<small>You may call me The Wicked Truth. I know who you are.</small>



Sage cued up one of Blarney Stoned's top hits and played it through the extensive system the rockstar owned. It wasn't his favorite of the bands, but it worked for the purposes of his information.

Sage climbed out of bed and created his avatar again. Phaser had been an AI to most. And now with this new chip set they'd probably continue thinking he was, though The Wicked Truth wasn't even known yet. He had so much to do to get back into the world. He needed his server, if only there was some place else in this house he could get Dorian to give up. Maybe build a guest house? Sage thought to himself as he wandered around Nox's dojo. The small towers and the tennis ball shooters were dormant but the whole place smelled like it had been burnt and rebuilt.

Sage sent another message to his current playmate.

<small>Tell me Aiden, why search in a 2D world when there is so much more out there.</small>



And Sage materialized in the guise of his avatar, his own visage decoded into 1s and 0s. His features weren't 100 percent to be made out, but his form was human shaped and he moved like he would normally. Sage stepped in front of the wiki article open and he tapped on a few things and he pulled a village from the picture into the world computer screen around him.

<small>Come play, a rich man like you should have VR gear.</small>