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"Were. Past tense," Two pointed out. "It won't work here. In the
Township, nobody knew, nobody minded. I need to find a place like that
again, where nobody will care whether or not I'm just a program running on
a mainframe. Plus, I really don't know much about myself. I only discovered
two or three months ago that I was virtual... before that I thought I was a
living person. I need to come to grips with that. Call it a soul searching
mission."

"Where will you go?"

"Well... I've been reading up on developments in VOS on the
newsreaders," Two informed. "There's a rather shady fellow over on the
Septic Tank which has experimented with constructs. Very primitive work,
but he might have some insight into what makes me tick."

"The Septic Tank?" Doors asked, surprised. "Isn't that a seedy
underworld system? I mean, it's not exactly a nice place to live, and you
wouldn't want to visit, either."

"There aren't that many choices. VOS is relatively new, not many
places have set up enough computing power to run a multiuser net through
it... Macroware has their company net. There are college student run nets
like the Tank and Dixie and a few others, all linked up to VOSNet, but
that's about it. Sure, there are small corporation LANs, but those are
quite boring and of no use to me."

"Okay," William agreed. "Should we discuss your severance pay?"

"Money is useless to me," Number Two shrugged. "But I do need a
bargaining chip of some sort in order to convince the administrator of the
Tank to give me processor space."

"What did you have in mind?"











-=| HB |=-

The Object Designer pre-release package was gleefully transferred to
the Septic Tank Newuser Administrator's account via subspace modem link.