Overload II
Overload II
A Tenchi Muyo! spamfic by Thomas "PikaOhki" Geraci
March 9, 2000
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I don’t own these characters. They wandered into my mind and I had to exorcise them somehow.
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Sasami knocked on the interdimensional door to Washu’s lab.
"Lunch is ready, Washu-chan!"
"I’ll be there in a few minutes," came the muffled cry through the door. A crash quickly followed it and Sasami decided to enter and investigate. Ryo-Oh-Ki tagged along.
Washu pulled herself out from under some rubble. She brushed some dust off her smock, and a few computer chips out of her hair. She then stood in one of her usual poses of pure genius defiance.
"Yes! I knew that would do the job!"
"What job?" asked Sasami.
"Oh, I didn’t hear you come in. Well, I found out where the damage from our entertainment fusion terminal fiasco went, and I thought I’d lend a hand in fixing the problem. Ends up the damage was to a computer in an alternate Earth, so I had to come up with a remote way of fixing it."
Washu pointed to a new computer behind her in the lab. "Even though the computer on the other end was no longer functional, my brilliant invention let me diagnose, repair and even test to make sure everything was A-OK again."
Ryo-Oh-Ki started toying around with pieces of broken computers that were strewn across the floor.
"But Washu," said Sasami, "why was there an explosion and why is there such a mess here?"
"That would be because of my testing program. Here, let me demonstrate." Washu turned to the new computer and pressed a key. The screen lit up. On one end an icon appeared that looked like a computer server, and on the other end a small sphere appeared beside an icon of Washu-doll A holding a baseball glove. An electronic but familiar voice began saying "Washu-chan is number one! Washu-chan is number one!"
"Kawaii!" cried Sasami.
"Miyah Miyah!" warbled Ryo-Oh-Ki.
"Oh, you like my GUI!" said Washu. "Now, here’s how it was supposed to work." Washu pressed a few keys on the keyboard. The icon of Washu-doll A picked up the sphere and threw it across the screen at the image of the server. It reached the server and went "PING!" then bounced back at a different angle. Washu quickly pressed a few keys and Washu-doll A caught the sphere.
"Success! Success!"
"What exactly was all that for, Washu?"
Washu turned to look directly at Sasami.
"Simple. This program pings the other computer to make sure that it is working. The reason that there was an explosion before was that I was distracted when you called me and I missed the catch."
Ryo-Oh-Ki looked at the picture on the screen, fascinated, and moved closer to get a better view. She stepped on a few of the keys. Washu-doll A disappeared. In its place appeared an icon of Washu-doll B, carrying a ping pong paddle.
"Automatic Mode Activated," went the computer.
"Huh?" said Washu.
Washu-doll B set her stance, tossed the small sphere above its head, said "Service!" and whacked the ball across to the server. The ball bounced off the server "PING!" and came back. Washu-doll B ran over to the ball and whacked it back toward the server. "PONG!"
"What have you DONE!" cried Washu frantically at Ryo-Oh-Ki.
"Miyah?"
The action on the screen began speeding up, with Washu-doll B whacking the sphere back faster and faster.
"PING!" "PONG!" "PING!" "PONG!" "PING!" "PONG!" "PING!" PONG!" "PINGPONGPINGPONGPINGPONGPINGPONG...."
"BOOOOM!"
The ball reached the server, but instead of pinging back the server’s icon exploded into tiny bits.
"I don’t think their server was designed to play games," quipped Sasami.
"That was an understatement," said Washu. She sighed and pulled out a technical manual. "Looks like I’ve got a lot of work ahead of me. Sasami, can you put my lunch away and I’ll eat it a little later?"
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Somewhere under the rubble of the server, Cherry Tiger sighed in despair.