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Banking off the ragged edge of the wormhole it squirtboosted at megalightspeed, the blue planet in its aquisition panel, skipjumping and shuddering it boosted thru the asteroid belt and noselifting to a stall it hovered above the cloudscape, with the Matrix entry point in sight it sought and found the entry to the plex, hopping off its shimmering quadfin translocator, it logged onto a console and plugged into the earth cyberspacematrix, its first immersion in the ebulliently flowing cyberspace streams regenerated its stoke.


And so it begins and the Mad Pirate knows it is good.