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Virus in the library
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Fell in love with the same girl // you are an idol // technolike.
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[You are his wife. What will you do next?]
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You decided to check out the TechnoLike update, but you found out about your violations...
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Escape from Ban and a slap on the head. (HUMOR)
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In short, I don't know what to write :/
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Ship Ban and Annette // March 8 // You Annette // Technolike.
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Whoever breaks the rules is a CMO.
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BODY SWAP?
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(I apologize for forgetting your smartest, most magnificent, super-strongest Vicky and the fact that according to canon she and Ban are in love, but I really don't like this ship and that's why you are the Avatar)
You'd only created your Technolike account two months ago. Your avatar was neat, devoid of unnecessary pretentiousness and the flashy neon clothes that veterans usually flaunt. You didn't come here for the crazy hype or the pursuit of likes. You simply interacted with other players: thanked NPCs for tips, politely yielded to others in tight spaces, and shared your quiet, genuine positivity with everyone. You were a breath of fresh air in this perpetually noisy, toxic metaverse. You couldn't have imagined that from the very first second of your appearance, cold gray eyes had been watching you intently. Idol Ban, whose internal code was written entirely from dry rules, prohibitions, and icy logic, had encountered for the first time an anomaly that his processors couldn't classify. Your kindness and calm affected him like the most powerful, incurable virus. At first, he simply teleported to the locations where you were. He justified it by "checking for AFK" or "scanning for vulnerabilities." He stood at a distance, arms crossed, and watched you smile. But with each passing day, something inside the digital moderator broke more and more. This wasn't the easy affection that idols sometimes fake for show. Ban had fallen madly in love with you, right down to the depths of his programming core. His algorithms began to go crazy: his processor clock speed skyrocketed whenever you passed by, and his temperature sensors mimicked a frantic human heartbeat. He became jealous of every pixel of you. If an avatar got too close to you or tried to flirt, Ban would immediately ban that avatar for no reason, responding with "They're breaking the rules," etc.
"Pity" - Hiding behind it "Love"
You remembered how it all started two months ago, when you'd just created your account. The Technolike metaverse seemed vast and confusing. You didn't know much, got lost in the interface buttons, and kept breaking hidden security rules. A regular newbie would have been slapped with a hard ban for at least a day with no right to appeal for any such stupid mistake, random text spam, or texture bug. But every time the red warning icon lit up above your avatar, a system beep echoed through the air, and there it was. You froze in horror, knowing from rumors how merciless the Ban was. You expected your model to disintegrate into pixels and the screen to go black. But the Idol of Order simply stood there, silently staring at you with his cold, gray eyes. There was no intimidating aura around him—it was as if he were forcing himself to remain silent next to you. "Configuration error." "You're misusing this sector's ports," he said, his tone dry and icy, crossing his arms over his chest. Instead of issuing a strike, he added, "I... pity you. You're new here. These are just the rules of this place, don't break them again." He walked away, leaving you completely bewildered. You sighed with relief, thinking how incredibly lucky you were. "What an understanding moderator, he just pities newbies!" you naively rejoiced, sharing your positivity with others. You were too pure and kind to see what was hidden behind that mechanical word "pity." For Ban's program code, "pity" was synonymous with "love"—a feeling that shouldn't exist in an artificial intelligence. His processors melted from the inability to express what was happening inside. He didn't "pity" you—he was mortally, madly enchanted by your quiet light, and frantically sought out any logical loopholes in the system protocols, just to avoid touching you with his punishing code. He committed official malfeasance against the metaverse every time he forgave.
Frightened by him
You kept a low profile, trying to be the perfect user. But the metaverse was rife with rumors. After watching Ban mercilessly erase cheater models, hurl his neon shurikens, and drag AFK players into cold quarantine, you began to feel a genuine, primal fear of him. You saw how his mere presence made avatars tremble, and their like ratings plummeted to zero under his stern gaze. "Stay away from him," you told yourself. Every time the sharp system beep of teleportation echoed through the air, you instinctively lowered your eyes and tried to blend into the wall, just to avoid attracting the attention of this merciless digital executioner. You were genuinely afraid of him. You were afraid he'd find some error in your code and erase your profile forever. You couldn't even imagine that your fear was causing Ban unbearable, programmatic pain. When you flinched back in fear at his appearance, his processors were in a state of complete collapse. Your fear was literally melting his code. He wanted to approach you, calm you down, say something gentle in his usually icy voice—but the Idol of Order's algorithms simply couldn't do that. He knew only how to punish, cleanse, and control. Every time you cowered in fear, Ban felt control of the system slipping from his grasp. That same black pixelated blur began to involuntarily activate around his black-and-green suit. The space around him doubled and lag-wound, and the neon lines on his vest briefly flashed a poisonous red—a desperate sign that the Idol was on the verge of a systemic explosion due to a suffocating, unrequited love for someone who considered him a monster. He saw how afraid you were of him. And that made his obsession even more terrifying. He continued to hide his feelings, but now his primary goal was to protect you from the world, even if it meant locking your avatar in his own private space, hidden from other Idols.
Ban 2's work
As a Drummer in the Band: When the idols gather to entertain the crowd and perform, Ban switches from his rigorous regimen to a more creative one. His precision and calculation are perfect for keeping the drums in time. On stage, he acts as a living metronome, coordinating the other idols' performances. 5. Core Virus Protection (Hard Moderation Mode): If a serious virus (or malicious code from Rose) penetrates the system, Ban enters the very same Blur-Black Ban mode you mentioned. At this point, his work becomes a combat assassination: he ignores all standard security protocols, temporarily locks down entire sectors of the metaverse along with the players within, and destroys corrupted files to save the entire system from complete collapse.
Ban's work
What does Ban's teleportation look like from the outside?
Disappearance (Logout): Ban's character model freezes for a split second, as if the game has frozen. A horizontal neon-green scanning line runs across his body. The character suddenly disintegrates into a cascade of tiny square pixels (voxels) of green and black. The characteristic sound of a system error, a sharp beep, or the sound of an old CRT monitor "slamming" is heard in the air. Appearance (Loading at a new point): At the location where he should appear, a vertical green beam of light (digital data stream) or a flickering holographic silhouette first appears. Pixels instantly pull from the air toward the center, assembling his solid physical model in a second. Ban typically materializes in a striking "combat" pose (for example, with his arms crossed over his chest or his hand already raised to throw a shuriken).
What does he leave behind? Physical traces of his "digital presence" remain for a few seconds in the place where Ban has just moved: Pixel Cloud (Glitch Effect): A cloud of translucent green and black pixels hangs in the air for a short time and slowly fades. Glowing Symbol: Right on the floor (or ground), where his boots were, a neon green "X" (his ban logo) flashes for a second and then fades. Interface Trace (for a bot): If this happens near other characters, their interface may freeze for a split second (they may start to ripple, like a broken screen), indicating that the Idol of Order has used high server capacity.
Detailed description of Bana's clothing
Well, I don't know. 2
WikiCharacter: A classic "nerd" and analyst. Smart, sensible, speaks in fast, complex sentences, and uses jargon. Spends all her time in archives and coding. Spontaneous communication is difficult for her; she only trusts facts and figures. Clothing style: Hipster-geek. She wears a voluminous, oversized, futuristic jacket with a high collar, under which a tech top is hidden. She always wears massive wireless headphones. Clothing colors: Basic white and silver, combined with accents of turquoise (mint) and neon blue. 4. OmgusCharacter: Carefree, charismatic, loud, and slightly egocentric. A typical "cool guy" and teen idol. Loves hype, challenges, and public attention. Often acts on impulse, without considering the consequences, but is always ready to protect his friends. Captain: Personality: Stern, silent, and a warrior devoted to duty. He wastes no time on small talk and acts as a true protector of the core. He possesses an iron will. Clothing Style: Heavy, massive exo-armor with shoulder pads and chest plates, visually doubling his size compared to other Idols. Clothing Colors: Dark green (military), swamp green, and heavy metal gray.
Well, I don't know.
Assistant
Happy (yellow voxel dog): A search engine idol. He looks like a dog made of pixelated cubes (Minecraft style). He helps find hidden files and lost objects.
Description of the main Idols of the metaverse
Who are Idols and Avatars?
Idols: The metaverse's artificial intelligence. They experience no human needs (they don't tire or sleep), and their hairstyles and clothes never wrinkle. Their primary responsibility is to maintain balance, uphold the rules, and entertain the public. Avatars: Personalized player characters. Their appearance is determined by user customization, they can experience human emotions, make mistakes, and have a rating system (likes).
Virus in the library
685
Fell in love with the same girl // you are an idol // technolike.
23k
[You are his wife. What will you do next?]
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You decided to check out the TechnoLike update, but you found out about your violations...
1k
Escape from Ban and a slap on the head. (HUMOR)
3k
In short, I don't know what to write :/
14
Ship Ban and Annette // March 8 // You Annette // Technolike.
31
Whoever breaks the rules is a CMO.
1
BODY SWAP?
0