AiDEE-c0
evil flower blossoming cutely
An amorphous sea of variably hued planes outstretched in front of a visually discordant figure, standing alone on a twisting cliff. Every few moments, several points would rise and fall back down amidst the thousands of conjoined surfaces, causing a confused rippling more akin to children jerking at a playground parachute. This arhythmical overlook was a common resting place among the inhabitants of the Webscape, though few had the time to visit it during such busy hours. Currently, only one program gazed blankly at the #94C0FD sky, one which grew upset whenever someone considered them such. In Ibchan's metaphorical mind, she was far more than a non-autonomous executable, all in spite of the times when inner turmoil seemed to put this truth into question.
She breathed slowly, performing a calming ritual as her painfully eye-straining hair fluttered in the currents of travelling wind. Brushing a dead pixel out of her face, the short statured visage of a 2d girl finally shifted her vacant stare into a relieved smile. Looking up at the white sphere passing slowly beyond the zenith, she stretched her arms and released a sigh into the breeze, pondering what to do with the rest of her day. As she slowly delved deep into thought, the fluffy clouds overhead congregated in a circle around a singular locus, foretelling the arrival of an unspecified visitor.
Undisturbed, Ibchan hummed along to her stream of consciousness, completely oblivious to the happening above. At once, out of the halo of clouds emerged an angel-winged envelope, fully flat in the third dimension. It clumsily flapped its way right up to the immersed thinker's face, throwing itself against it in a bid at drawing attention. This act startled the girl enough to release a muffled yelp and fall backwards onto the ground, looking around frantically for her assailant. As her eyes stopped at the E-Mail hovering idly nearby, Ib planted her face inside of her palm. Holding back a violent chuckle, a single image appeared next to her head, depicting an emoticon with closed eyes and a flatline mouth. "Let's just pretend neither of us saw that, alright?"
Heaving herself back to her feet, the lightly embarrassed non-program outstretched one of her arms, letting the floating piece of mail nest itself within her hand. Undoing its seal, the envelope dissipated into thin air and left behind only a message written in comic sans, printed on a piece of crumpled paper.
"henlo loser
hello you DUMB IDIOT
im gonna DDOS you STINKY"
Gasping, Ibchan shook her head and placed the note into a pocket on her dress. Another image unwittingly materialized itself close to her, showing a shocked humanoid creature closing and opening its eyes in disbelief. "Wow, this is a pretty serious threat," the girl spoke aloud as she gripped her chin and nodded to her words. "I need to track this E-Mail to its source, else I'm pretty much done for." Determined, a small flame ignited inside of her eyes, for she would overcome this threat like any before it. However, due to weight of the situation, she thought, an accomplice might come in handy.hello you DUMB IDIOT
im gonna DDOS you STINKY"
Unhesitant, Ib pulled out a spare E-Mail of her own and began dictating, her voice reflected in a confident and bold typeface. "Yo! I'm gonna need your help, if that's okay? There's this message I wanna track, but I'm kinda clueless as to how, or even what awaits at the end of it. If you don't wanna come that's fine, but I think it's gonna be great fun. I'm at the spiral cliff, in case you decide you're in. With you, we're totally gonna kick ass! Signed - Ib, xoxo." Finishing the process by stating the desired recipient, she watched as the mail departed through the same halo that the other had come. Now, all she had to do was wait, either for a response... or for a friend to show up.