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Tron Legacy : Reimaging
Tron Legacy Reimagining
Following the salvation of The Grid from the tyranny of the Master Control Program, Kevin Flynn returned to the real world, becoming CEO of the ENCOM computer company. He designs a number of the world's most successful games based on his supposed exploits (he refers to them as 'dreams') in cyberspace. The most often occurring character in these and the most popular for gamers is the stalwart warrior program Tron.
His son Sam is enamored by his father's work, his stories of the world of Tron, and dreams the impossible dream of visiting The Grid. His father actually promises that one day he'll take him there.
It turns out to be the last words Kevin has with his son before he vanishes from the face of the Earth.
Sam grows up, somewhat embittered by his father's leaving him and his mother, but finding confidence in his father's old hobby of motorbike maintenance. He is incredibly rich but entirely irresponsible, preferring to live in a retrofitted garage and rarely
Tron Awakening: Chapter 1 WIP0264 hours, December 21, --- (Grid Calendar)/
Inside The Grid, Outlands, Prima's hideout
A door slid silently open and soft footsteps padded against a flat surface. Then a female voice spoke softly. "How is he?"
There was a deep sigh, male this time, and a deep gruff voice replied. "He's still unconscious, but we were able to stabilize his vital signs... He's in the recovery stage now..."
A moment of silence, excluding the soft humming of a mechanism in the background.
The feminine voice spoke again. "Do you really think he's... a system monitor?"
"Hard to tell." another man's voice spoke; this time, it sounded younger, "I thought the last syste
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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