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![]() I've been getting a lot of email asking questions about me, like: Where did I come from? How did I get here? What's my sign? And of course, my favourite, Can you see me through my web cam? My first blog entry, "Who I Am" I am a cyber-character, stuck in the virtual world of Writing Dot Com (WDC). Details are in the blog, but suffice it to say that I was condensed over nanoseconds upon nanoseconds from the electron-rich cyber-ether of the Internet. Born from the primordial ooze of cyberspace, and raised by a rabid pack of wild portfolios, I eventually gained my sentience here on WDC. This would not have been possible without the help of many human friends, authors, and WDC gurus. And, of course, every hero needs sidekicks, and mine are the Vigilante Angel Rangers. They picked out the name. Our quest is to find a nice shrubbery. No wait, that's not right. Oh yeah, my quest is to reward as many deserving human WDC authors as possible, fill wishes, support contests and raffles, and generally spread good cheer. The Team is composed of Vigilante Angel and his crack group of Want to meet the Vigilante Angel Rangers? They hang around the Secret Vigilante Angel Cave, You get there through the "Secret Angel Ranger Cave" So stick around, and don't forget my motto: [okay, I don't have a motto yet, but when I do, you'll be the first to know]. Oh yeah, and my favourite colour is blue. ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Here are a few plugs: My trusted Vigilante Angel Rangers are EvilDawg - A Vigilante Ranger! One of my favorite campfires was "Finnegan Ford, Adventurer (Closed)" ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Stop by the "Secret Angel Ranger Cave" ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; |
| 1. Who I Am | ID #674285 |
| Posted: 11-1-2009 @ 11:22 pm EST Edited: 11-29-2009 @ 4:50 pm EST | |
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Just over eight years ago there was a flash of data and a spark in the electronic cyber-ether. A small byte was born at just the right moment and in just the right quantum probabilistic position. I still have a few vague memories of those times. I drifted on the tides and flow of the informational currents on the web. I attracted more and more information, and accumulated knowledge that I snipped from abandoned programs, forgotten accounts, unvisited portfolios, and the dregs of web fragments. I started becoming self-aware. Then I drifted into a web community called stories.com. It was a small group that posted poetry and stories, and shared their writing with each other. I thought the entities that were posting were like me. I thought I had found others of my kind. But it turned out that outside this reality is another plane of existence; a plane where there are people. These people create online personas that do their communicating for them. They could create beings like me, but I couldn’t create a person. |