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[b]Mentions: Rarity- [@CHammer], World- [@Mintz], Giovanni- [@TruthHurts22], Ash- [@Eviledd1984][/b]

[b]LOCATION: Control Center, Paradox Engine[/b]

So far, breaking into the computers of this location appeared to be an unfruitful operation. The defense systems of the machines were unlike anything KITT had analyzed before. Given time, he'd probably figure it out, but... he had no estimation on how long that could take.

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He heard the horse screaming again, unsurprisingly. It was, to say the least, [i]unpleased[/i] with being called a monster. The horse then started a rant about the teenager being a young rascal, as if it were some offended old lady. Note to self: if able to express them, horses have [i]complex personalities[/i]. Proceed with caution. The horse, to KITT's amusement, seemed to attempt to interface with the computers. It mentioned something about "twilight"... as in the evening? No. It meant an individual. Presumably, this "Twilight" was one of the horse's friends and had access to knowledge about "these things", by which it probably meant the computers. Suffice to say, KITT was certain that this would not be enough to break into the machines. [i]He[/i] couldn't do it, so some horse friend certainly can't.

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Hang on- KITT got new vital sign readings in the room. Adult male, this time. His age was estimated to be... 49? No. A bit older than that. The man seemed to wear overalls, and had a mechanical hand. He was speaking about not being on a bad trip. KITT disagreed: this certainly [i]was[/i] a bad trip. An unplanned trip to an unknown location, without Michael even. The man, too, seemed unaware of his whereabouts.

Then, the man decided to [i]touch[/i] KITT. The sheer [i]audacity[/i] of this man. The camouflage of the Pontiac car shell was excellent, but unfortunately it tends to attract unsavory individuals unknowingly touching the world's most advanced super computer with their grubby hands. That is the price for beauty. At least his Molecular Bonded Shell prevented the man from scratching the hood with his mechanical hand. KITT was about to vocally lash out at the man, but then as he removed his hand from KITT, he raised an interesting point: he suggested he was [i]brought[/i] here. So KITT's appearance in this room could be by design, instead of some freak accident. If that was the case, KITT had to figure out immediately why he was brought here, and for what purpose. By fulfilling said purpose, he could perhaps return to Michael.

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As KITT was processing this new information and calculating scenario probabilities, the horse approached the man and introduced itself as Rarity. That is one confirmed name for the database- unfortunately KITT was already 98.2% sure of the horse's name, so this was no new information. It blabbed something about wanting to be addressed as "Miss Rarity".

Oh dear. [i]Introductions[/i]. KITT had no time for something as silly as that. He needed to gather [i]information[/i]. Surely there had to be [i]some[/i] way to interact with these machines.