Thursday, February 6, 2014

AIN SOPH Part 3



Episode 7

Even though she was alone, Lilly had to laugh to pretend she wasn’t crying. Disability had been approved, and she had received a card in the mail. Getting around outside had become difficult without a car, so Lilly had been looking for an agency to deliver groceries when she discovered the pizzeria accepted her card. Wiping a tear, Lilly typed, “Pizza.”

The Crimson Ghost spun. The page refreshed. “Estimated arrival time, twenty-seven minutes. Type what you want.”

Lilly typed, “and soda.”

Spin. Refresh. “Estimated arrival time, twenty-eight minutes. Type what you want.”

Lilly would have thought nothing of it if she wasn’t forced to hide her pipe under the couch when a delivery man walked in to make sure everything was all right. He said he heard crying, but Lilly couldn’t remember. He had pizza for her, 18" with pineapple and ham, and a bottle of Alternatron black cherry soda. This was Chet’s exact order. Lilly had twenty bucks to last her all week, so she offered to jerk off the driver instead. He was a little shocked whens he went for his belt, but informed her still the bill was already taken care of, and she'd even tipped.

When Lilly wondered about it later, she thought it was a joke. She went back to the site and looked for other links, or some kind of ‘Contact Us’ button, but there was only the question box and the words, “Type what you want.”

Lilly typed, “A new chair.”

After refreshing, the page asked, “For what room? Type what you want.”

Lilly would definitely blow someone for a leather recliner. “Living room,” she said.

The website responded, “Estimated arrival time, eighteen hours, ten minutes.” The chair was a perfect fit for the living room. Payments were arranged for her. Then she asked how to build LillyKatt.com, how to make it a pay site, and how to have that pay delivered directly to her bank account so she could make money and spend it without ever leaving her home. She alternated her time between TAO and the treadmill. An hour at a time on each.

One day, when Lilly was bored with the game and couldn’t find a chatroom in English, she paid a visit to the unnamed website. “Type what you want,” it requested.

“Why did I get a pineapple pizza when I first visited the site?”

Spinning Fiend. Refresh. “Most common order between 2 and 4pm, based on a survey of 500 pizzerias. Type what you want.” Chet was rarely most common.

“Who answers these questions,” Lilly asked.

Crimson Ghost. Refresh. “Answers based on location, keywords, and statistical analysis. Type what you want.”

“Do you have a name?” Lilly asked aloud, as well as on the keyboard.

Ghost. Refresh. “King Dagon. Type what you want.”

Part 4

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