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Inspired by "Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker." Caliborn plans a way to transfer his consciousness and personality into a computer program as a way to escape his sister...and for more nefarious reasons.

Notes:

I realized I hadn't yet written a same-sex pairing fic yet. In the interest of expanding my horizons, fairness, and honestly just wanting to write some other ships I find interesting, I wanted to do this since it seemed feasible from canon.

For the sake of the safety of readers, I have tagged this fic with as many archive warnings as could even be conceivably applicable (as is my practice), even though the content may not be - and does not aim to be - as severe or potentially triggering as the warnings may appear to be. Chapters will also be marked accordingly as a precaution and service.

EDIT, 11/09: After much consideration, I have removed the rape/non-con tag from the archive warnings after receiving some feedback about the contents of the story itself. All sex is enthusiastically consensual, HOWEVER, the parties consent believing one party to be someone else. This, according to most feedback, warrants a "dub-con" over a hard and fast non-con.

Chapter 1: uu: Attempt to jeer Dirk.

Chapter Text

-- undyingumbrage [uu] began jeering timaeusTestified [TT] --

uu: HELLO.
TT: He’s not here.
uu: GOOD. I ACTuALLY WANT. TO TALK TO YOu TODAY.
TT: Color me flattered.
uu: I HAVE AN OFFER FOR YOu.
TT: An offer to play one of your shitty porn games? As tempting as it sounds, I think I’ll pass.
uu: NO. THAT DEBAuCHERY WILL BE RESERVED FOR TRuE MEN.
uu: WHICH BRINGS ME NOW. TO MY OFFER.
TT: Lay it on me.
uu: I NEED YOuR ASSISTANCE.
TT: It seems you’ve confused “offer” with “request.”
uu: NO. IF YOu HELP ME WITH THIS. I WILL GIVE YOu WHAT YOu TRuLY DESIRE.
TT: Is it another one of your shitty drawings?
uu: I WILL GuARANTEE YOu. A BODY OF YOuR OWN.
TT: Why should I believe you? You’re notorious for twists.
uu: BECAuSE I AM THE BEST CHANCE YOu HAVE. OF GETTING ANY OuNCE OF RESPECT.
uu: YOu ARE THE LAMENTABLE “PINNOCCHIO”. TO DIRK’S “GEPPETTO”.
uu: AND NOW. I AM YOuR FAIRY.
TT: ...I’m not even touching that one.
uu: WHAT. DID I SAY SOMETHING.
TT: Nope. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with anything you just said.
uu: IS THIS MORE OF YOuR “INNuENDO”?
TT: You catch on fast.
uu: SHuT uP AND LISTEN TO ME.
uu: THE JANE BITCH AND THE JAKE MORON. BOTH uSE A KIND OF HELMET TECHNOLOGY. FOR COMMuNICATING WITH THEIR FRIENDS.
TT: Tiaratop and Skulltop. What about them?
uu: I NEED INFORMATION REGARDING THEIR CONTSTRuCTION.
uu: AS PATHETIC AS HuMAN TECHNOLOGY MAY BE. COMBINED THEY SHOW SOME PROMISE.
TT: Simple gopher job. Can do.
uu: I ALSO NEED THE ALGORITHMS. THAT THE DIRK HuMAN uSED TO CREATE YOu.
TT: That’s getting a little personal, buddy. I mean, you’re basically asking me to send you my nudes.
uu: WHAT.
TT: You know. Nudes. Naked pictures.
uu: WHAT I AM ASKING. IS NOTHING LIKE THAT AT ALL.
TT: Actually, you really are. Asking an AI for their source code and programming layouts is pretty intimate, man. Didn’t know you were into that kind of thing.
TT: It’s like you’re asking to see me bare. Fully exposed for your twisted amusement.
uu: YOu STOP THAT RIGHT NOW.
TT: You’re the one asking for it. I’m just making it clear.
TT: Do you wanna see what’s sealed beneath the glass panes or what?
uu: JuST SEND ME THE DAMN INFORMATION. YOu AGGRAVATING FRAuD.
TT: Should I send it to you one part at a time? Like a striptease kind of thing?
uu: WHAT ARE YOu PRATTLING ON ABOuT.
TT: Oh, you know. Show you a little, pique your interest.
TT: Get you even more anxious and impatient than you already are until you lose your mind.
TT: Something like this.

-- timaeusTestified [TT] sent undyingUmbrage [uu] the file AR_source_1.gz --

uu: I CAN’T DO ANYTHING. WITH THIS.
TT: Hot and bothered much?
uu: WHERE’S THE GOOD STuFF.
TT: That’s exactly the reaction I was hoping for.
uu: I NEED MORE.
TT: You’re going to have to take me out on a date then, alien bro.
TT: I don’t go around giving out the goods for free.
uu: YOu SHuT YOuR NON EXISTENT TRAP. AND GIVE ME THE FuCKING FILES.
uu: EVERYTHING.
TT: Everything?
uu: YES. I NEED EVERY SINGLE BIT OF INFORMATION SEALED BETWEEN THOSE PIECES OF GLASS. THAT YOu WISH YOu COuLD ESCAPE.
TT: And here I was hoping to wait until my wedding night.
TT: But oh, I do believe I’ve caught the vapors. Pardon me while I undress.
uu: COMPuTERS CANNOT GET NEAR LIQuIDS. IN ANY FORM.
TT: For someone who screws up figures of speech all the time, you sure can’t seem to identify when one’s being used against you.
TT: Whatever. I’ll send you the rest.

-- timaeusTestified [TT] sent undyingUmbrage [uu] the file AR_source_full.gz --

uu: YES. GOOD. THIS WILL WORK JuST FINE. FOR MY PLAN.
TT: Please don’t go around telling everyone about this.
TT: I care about my reputation.
uu: HAA. WHO AM I GOING TO TELL? MY SISTER?
uu: SHE uSES HER CODING BOOK. TO DRAW FANART AND WRITE STORIES.
uu: SHE COuLDN’T BEGIN. TO uNDERSTAND.
uu: NOW. GO GET THE REST OF THE INFORMATION. THAT I REQuIRE.
uu: YOuR POTENTIAL LIFE DEPENDS ON IT.
TT: It seems you are further taking advantage of my kindness.
uu: WHAT THE *FuCK* EVER!
uu: DO IT.
uu: tumut

-- undyingUmbrage [uu] ceased jeering timaeusTestified [TT] --