She jabs a thumb drive to her neck, feels the motherboard whir and warm as the OS takes control.
RUN PROGRAM = ATION//CELEBR:SENS:ELA://.
//INSERT: libation = drive-D
160,000 nanobots in every ounce of syrup. Consistency like motor oil; never quite as sweet but she drinks it all the same. Oozing over tongues, the nanobots release a shock at the back of the throat, electrical impulses cued when the horizontal journey comes to an end, jolting user
before the vertical descent into Central Processing Unit. When it hits, they release inhibitors inside her, consuming RAM, slowing syntax functions as they integrate her motherboard and stimulate her light-emitting diodes, obstructing image render full pixel view. Corrupting, arousing them just enough to crash.
Runtime error: motor function impaired.
Force Quit?// yes : : no
System reboot imminent.
// systemcheck = please press C//
12% . . . 34% . . . 67% . . . 84% . . . 90% . . . 97% . . .
Data loss :: 16%. Processing image — input :: pupil. Render:
Everything is pixelated, unclear. Oversaturated, or at least too much to process.
This system was not properly shut down. Run Diagnostic check?
Warning: spinning disks. Do not move
and the system struggles like a chain ungreased. Oxidized, slow and clumsy, a rocky ride with quick fumbles forward, tripping over stubborn links and failing again.
Warning: Too many connections. Audio input: none.
Warning Not enough space on hard disk. Unable to complete function.
Additional 3 GB required.