A message from Binar appeared on Cliff's screen:
0100001001101001011011100110000101110010:
Technomanic:
0100001001101001011011100110000101110010:
Technomanic:
0100001001101001011011100110000101110010:
Technomanic:
Binar didn't reply and Cliff grinned to himself. After further inspection, Cliff wrote to Binar:
Technomanic:
0100001001101001011011100110000101110010:
Technomanic:
0100001001101001011011100110000101110010:
Technomanic:
0100001001101001011011100110000101110010:
Technomanic:
Cliff took Binar's following silence that he was listening.
Technomanic:
0100001001101001011011100110000101110010:
Technomanic:
Cliff then loaded Julie's game website on his computer, downloaded the game and created an account for himself.
"Hmm, so many options..."
In the end he created a nymph (because they were damn sexy), cultist (because he wasn't in the habit of encountering this class). Cliff jumped right into the game and started playing away.
Corinne
Corinne arrived back at the apartment after a nice days shopping. The money Cliff and Binar were earning from making the movie had made her very happy indeed - especially as now she could go shopping for things other than neccesities and not worry about breaking the bank. And a good thing too - she needed new clothes rather badly.
It didn't take Corinne long to realise that they were both on the computer. She sighed - why should she be surprised? They loved being on the computer. It wasn't enough that their work was there, their play had to be as well.
She pulled the labels off her new clothes and started putting them away. Sometimes she wondered how she ever got together with Cliff. He was a great guy, but he didn't seem to have much time to spend with her.
Corinne sighed, realising she knew exactly how they got together. Because of those preminitions she kept having a few months before meeting him, and during the first few months of their relationship, that's why. She didn't have them so much now - she wondered if this was as good as it was ever going to get with Cliff.
Corinne caught her reflection in the mirror, and touched the image of her face sadly. What she really wanted was to settle down and have a family. She wanted children. She wanted to be a wife and a mother, and hopefully one day a grandmother and spoil all her grandchildren.
She felt a tear well up in her eye, blinked and turned away from the mirror. Maybe this was all there was ever going to be. Maybe she should just move on.
Corinne put another item of clothing away. She'd need to get her own job - a real one, not the default one of house and book keeper (for which she gave herself a wage from the boys business). And if she wasn't going to continue the bookkeeping, then she needed to teach the boys how to do it, otherwise they'd never manage - they'd just collapse when all the bills came in. Once they had free reign buying all those computer games and electronic equipment... that was just asking for trouble. Actually, she wasn't sure that teaching them to budget would actually accomplish anything. Maybe she should consider this to be her real job and just give herself a payrise.
But she would need to break it off with Cliff. It was only fair.