Thread: RP: The Matrix: Tribulations ( Horror_Show & Femdomslave1995)

Danielle looked around and found herself in the construct. The construct is a virtual workspace or loading program created to run simulations or upload virtual objects for when they hack into the matrix. The construct initially appears as completely dimensionless, empty white area. Once a program is loaded, however, the Construct's operation is generally indistinguishable from that of the Matrix, and it follows the same basic rules of physics. It comes with a decoder included - unlike the Matrix itself, the activity in a simulation can be watched on the operator's monitors as though through a security camera. This was how Morpheus educated Neo on the truth, it was what had made him pop. Tank was very careful in showing the young girl the truth. He explained here he could load anything they needed from clothing, to equipment, weapons, and training simulations, anything they needed. She walked around the whiteness as if she was lost in a dream. Her RSI residual self image looked like her normal self did in the matrix. Her hair was longer, fuller, and she dressed comfortably in black yoga pants and a thin light gray cut long sleeve shirt pulled over a tank, and was barefooted. See more Tank could easily communicate with her and told her he as going to upload the sparring program. This was after she had been suspended in animation as Tank loaded he with combat training. The Sparring program setting was set in a traditional East Asia dojo, but the physics of the program itself mimic the real matrix. Danielle kind of just stood there with her eyes lit up, they were once again both brown eyes in the matrix unlike the real world where they were more unique. That was when Neo walked in from sliding doors on the far side of the dojo. She looked confused, almost resistant. Neo.? She asked as he walked with correct posture toward her. He didnt say anything and she remembered Tank saying everything she would interact with was a program. He was probably just part of it. She walked up keeping a little space and stood there looking at him, he was so real. Of course he wasnt really there, just like the dojo wasnt. He was dressed in a black dojo outfit just as Morpheus had been. Position yourself. He said instructed and stepped back preparing to spar. He was being impassive to help the lie that she would think he wasnt real. Inside he would be troubled but not show it, he would instantly admire her body and felt guilty and shame. She was gorgeous and still seemed so full of youth and innocents even though he had ripped her of that from waking her up. It was one thing to question the feelings he harbored and quite another one to act on them. Stepping forward he thought about how he could go about testing her. He could go on the offensive. Check out her ability to hold him off as he steadily increased his speed and strength until she was no longer able to keep up. It would show him how she dealt with extreme pressure as well as how are she was able to go. Or he could have her attack him see how she her way of thinking with the way she took him on. All in all she in her way of thinking would be going up against an opponent who was stronger and faster than her. Not to mention the mountain of experience he had earned. He decided on option one he would put her on the defensive and see how she dealt with what he threw at her. I cant fight you, she randomly laughed out sarcastically as if she thought this was a joke, your like---- like what? he said robotically still in a crane position eyeing her and she got quiet stepping back. She looked at him a little lost for words.