The newlyweds whirled to the rhythm of exotic Chinese music. When the music and dance ended, Dimka and Anna gracefully bowed to the applause.
– Oh, how beautiful! – exclaimed Nейra Drakonya. – I would love to dance too, but...
– Yes, it's not easy, – Ples Ebiss said with a sad smile. – I've never seen a dancing program.
– Excuse me, what? – Anna was surprised. – I understand everything, but... Um... You...
– We are computer programs containing the souls of living people, – Master V smiled sadly. – I understand that it sounds a bit fantastic, but...
– To be honest, – Dimka said awkwardly, – Anna and I thought you were children or other descendants, and you're just messing around here as a legacy...
Silver-Duelist, Nebo, Vis Cherny, who had just arrived, Dragon-Cat, Hero I, and both kings burst out laughing.
– Um, well, we can't just do that! – the elf tried to justify himself. – My classmate wrote a term paper on this topic, and everything was proven there! You can't just take and transfer a person's soul from the body into a computer!
– As you can see, it's possible, – Wooden Cop smiled. – Although, we didn't realize it ourselves...
– And not right away, – Sezam shrugged. – You sit at your computer, lose consciousness, open your eyes – and all you see are zeros and ones.
– I thought I was going crazy, – said eagle Sasha.
– We all probably thought so, – Shaman noted.
– Anyway, we're stuck here. And, it seems, forever, – Nейra Drakonya concluded.
– Well, at least we've adapted. And we're not bored in such company, – Wooden Cop smiled.
Dimka and Anna, stunned, were silent for a long time, then the vampire ventured:
– And what about the Morning Smith, Veg-Tam? And why didn't we see Shaman, eagle Sasha, and others before?..
– Well, our server isn't unlimited. It needs to spend resources on itself, – Silver-Duelist explained. – It, of course, tries as much as it can, but we put a serious load on it...
– Besides, it seems that it uploaded the souls of more of our spammers than it wanted to, – Dragon-Cat added.
– This... This is very strange, – the vampire finally said. – But, I think, I don't care. You are good guys, and we don't care that you only exist in the virtual world. Right, Dima?
– Well... to be honest... – the elf drawled. – I would like to meet them in real life too. To compare how Sezam, Dragon-Cat, and Nейra Drakonya resemble their imaginary selves.
– Dima! – Anna exclaimed.
– Just kidding, honey! – Dimka laughed. – In any case, it's a pity that you...
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It is possible, – a voice sounded from the ceiling.
The couple jumped and looked around.
– Ha, it's the Guardian himself! – Lord Mort was surprised.
– Guardian... Who? – the newlyweds didn't understand.
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Guardian. I am the very server that stores your acquaintances. I see everything that happens here. While I was bored, I calculated how much it would cost to materialize all the souls in my microchips, and I started creating a program for this. But the problem is that help is also needed in the real world. I only control the virtual world; the maximum of my physical capabilities is to connect a couple of wires or solder microchips. But I need organic matter. A lot of matter.– And what... – Dimka began.
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The thing is, my friend, that I am buried under a pile of concrete and radioactive debris, – the Guardian answered his question. –
I know exactly where it is, and believe me, there is no suitable organic matter within several kilometers.– So, the problem is only this? – Dimka was surprised. – Show us the place; consider that Anna and I are already there!
– Dim... Radiation.
– Anya, it's the 22nd century! They learned how to fight radiation back in the early days of the Third World War; don't be silly.
– Oh... I'm just worried about you!
– Everything will be fine. But if you're scared, stay home, cook some soup, and wait for me.
– Dima!!! – the vampire nudged her husband in the side with her elbow. – Don't even think about it! I won't leave you there alone!
– Okay, so go make some sandwiches. We're leaving. Guardian, can you guide us?
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Of course. I will transfer one of the souls, your assistant, guide, and to some extent protector – I hope his appearance will scare away the thugs or whatever they are called now... As soon as guide.exe appears on your desktop, you can transfer it to any gadget, run it when you deem necessary, and communicate with me through it. I hope you have support for volumetric projections?- Rammstein - Du Hast - Nebo - 6
- Prodigy - Smack My Bich Up - Mortulus - 1
- E-Rotic - Help Me Doctor Dick - Glorious cute and shy lunar foxy-neko - 1
- AC/DC - Highway To Hell - Drakkoska - 7
- Tol Miriam - Devushka-ne-po-zubam - Siverfale - 19
- Mikhail Krug - Prikhodite v moy dom - Alexeagle - 3
- Queen - It's A Beautiful Day - Sezam - 10
- Garfunkel and Oates - Me, You And Steve - Ple-Sen - 15
- OneRepublic - Counting Stars - Arandor - 13
- Portal - Still Alive - Don't panic! - 3
- Relaxation Music - Chinese Pipa ft Chinese Bamboo Flute - Nemoy Tsvetok - 40
- Tujamo and Plastic Funk feat Sneakbo - Dr. Who - Heroist - 0
- Imelda May - Kentish Town Waltz - Wishmaster - 33
- Voskresenie i Mashina Vremeni - Zamыkaya Krug - KindShaman - 12
- Smokie - Living Next Door To Alice - Neyra Dрейк - 22
Send me how the assistant sent by the Guardian should look. It can be a humanoid of any gender, corresponding to the description of "guide and protector". Keep in mind that the server in the ruins of Moscow may have overheated a bit in ~ a hundred years, so even the craziest options are accepted. You have 24 hours.