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Zen Browser Pone Fic (Part 1)

By: Slash_MLP_Zen on Mar 16th, 2013 | syntax: None | size: 4.66 KB | hits: 97 | expires: Never

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Part 1
>You just completed a bitchin' new gaming rig
>The parts came in during the week, but you haven't had any time to put it together due to work
>You spend most of your Saturday putting it together
>Connecting all the wires and making sure all of the parts are seated just so
>Bring the tower to your room, place it gently on your desk where your old machine used to be
>You attach all your peripherals, three monitors, and finally power
>You hit the power button for the first time
>Fresh SSD, unburdened by winrot, loads Win7 up so fast your head nearly spins [spoiler](for the sake of brevity, the OS was magically already installed and ready to boot up)[/spoiler]
>Before you know it, your desktop is presented, clean
>You start to go through the list of things you need to set back up from your old rig's HDD
>Having been absorbed in the neckbeardy bliss of putting together a new computer, you didn't notice that the sun had already set
>Bros call you up to 420 blaze it faggot for a while at a their house
>Tell them you'll head out momentarily
>You are satisfied that the new computer booted up without a hitch
>Decide to briefly check if internet is working correctly
>IE9 is the only browser available without fishing out the launchers for the others you used on your old HDD
>It'll do just to check network access
>It pops up and loads the "hurr durr these are tabs" greeting page for first launch
>You ignore it and head to /mlp/
(1/4)
>Page loads nigh instantaneously, presenting you with the Mod announcement telling people not to start "I don't get the appeal" threads
>Satisfied, you don't bother to check for any other interesting threads, remembering the sweet green buds that await you
>You leave the brand new rig sitting in your apartment, you'll get to the game installing gamut later tonight
>Lock apartment door, get in car
>Head over to friend's house, proceed to goodvibesville and relax with whatever console game your bros are playing at the time
>Several hours pass
Back at your apartment, a half hour or so after you left...
>Brand new computer sits aglow in the darkness, one monitor showing /mlp/, the other two showing iconless desktops
>The fans start spinning up
>Monitors' images begin to fade into a shining bright white
>Massive burst of force disturbs all of your pony figures [spoiler]you autist[/spoiler] and other shit in the room
>Power to the apartment complex goes out
Returning from your bros' place alone, listening to tunes in your car
>Step out, giddy at the thought of tearing some ass up at a buttery-smooth steady 60 fps in [favorite game]
>There are more people outside than normal
>You notice one of your neighbors who you know isn't an asshole and approach her
"What's going on?"
>The neighbor shrugs
"Power outage. We're still waiting for the landlord to figure out what happened."
>You nod, and head back to your car to pick up a flashlight
(2/4)
>God damn, that power had better come back soon, it's time for vidya
>Unlock your apartment door and step inside, shining the flashlight around your living room
>Nothing out of place
>Open your bedroom door
>Point the light toward your computer, notice that there are papers and other personal effects scattered around your desk
>A brief moment of befuddlement washes over you, the emotion enhanced by having been wary since entering the lightless apartment
>You fixate on the desk, still pretty stoned, checking to see if anything was missing from the room
>You place the light on your desk, checking the immediate area
>Nothing seems to be missing, just scattered about the room
>Closer inspection of your computer shows that nothing was damaged, but you're unable to confirm due to the power being out
>You sit there staring at the desk trying to figure out what happened, drifting into thought a bit due to the cannabis
>The window wasn't open, so it couldn't have been some freak wind gust
>Exploring the possibilities of what could have happened in your room, you reach for the flashlight after a minute or so
(3/4)
>Just before your hand lands on the flashlight, you hear a small object shift from the corner behind your bed
>Nearly pissing yourself from the jumpscare of a noise obviously not caused by you, you grab the flashlight and swing it around the room in a single fell motion
>You don't notice anyone in the room
>Carefully step around the side of your bed
>Just as you get to the other side, the overhead light snaps on and air conditioner units around the complex whir back to life
>A feminine shriek emanates, and you let out a quick gasp as well from what your eyes behold
>In an accidental Solid Snake voice, you mutter
"What the hell..."
(4/4 - End Part 1)

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Part 1

>You just completed a bitchin' new gaming rig
>The parts came in during the week, but you haven't had any time to put it together due to work
>You spend most of your Saturday putting it together
>Connecting all the wires and making sure all of the parts are seated just so
>Bring the tower to your room, place it gently on your desk where your old machine used to be
>You attach all your peripherals, three monitors, and finally power
>You hit the power button for the first time
>Fresh SSD, unburdened by winrot, loads Win7 up so fast your head nearly spins [spoiler](for the sake of brevity, the OS was magically already installed and ready to boot up)[/spoiler]
>Before you know it, your desktop is presented, clean
>You start to go through the list of things you need to set back up from your old rig's HDD
>Having been absorbed in the neckbeardy bliss of putting together a new computer, you didn't notice that the sun had already set
>Bros call you up to 420 blaze it faggot for a while at a their house
>Tell them you'll head out momentarily
>You are satisfied that the new computer booted up without a hitch
>Decide to briefly check if internet is working correctly
>IE9 is the only browser available without fishing out the launchers for the others you used on your old HDD
>It'll do just to check network access
>It pops up and loads the "hurr durr these are tabs" greeting page for first launch
>You ignore it and head to /mlp/

(1/4)

>Page loads nigh instantaneously, presenting you with the Mod announcement telling people not to start "I don't get the appeal" threads
>Satisfied, you don't bother to check for any other interesting threads, remembering the sweet green buds that await you
>You leave the brand new rig sitting in your apartment, you'll get to the game installing gamut later tonight
>Lock apartment door, get in car
>Head over to friend's house, proceed to goodvibesville and relax with whatever console game your bros are playing at the time

>Several hours pass

Back at your apartment, a half hour or so after you left...
>Brand new computer sits aglow in the darkness, one monitor showing /mlp/, the other two showing iconless desktops
>The fans start spinning up
>Monitors' images begin to fade into a shining bright white
>Massive burst of force disturbs all of your pony figures [spoiler]you autist[/spoiler] and other shit in the room
>Power to the apartment complex goes out

Returning from your bros' place alone, listening to tunes in your car
>Step out, giddy at the thought of tearing some ass up at a buttery-smooth steady 60 fps in [favorite game]
>There are more people outside than normal
>You notice one of your neighbors who you know isn't an asshole and approach her
"What's going on?"
>The neighbor shrugs
"Power outage. We're still waiting for the landlord to figure out what happened."
>You nod, and head back to your car to pick up a flashlight

(2/4)

>God damn, that power had better come back soon, it's time for vidya
>Unlock your apartment door and step inside, shining the flashlight around your living room
>Nothing out of place
>Open your bedroom door
>Point the light toward your computer, notice that there are papers and other personal effects scattered around your desk
>A brief moment of befuddlement washes over you, the emotion enhanced by having been wary since entering the lightless apartment
>You fixate on the desk, still pretty stoned, checking to see if anything was missing from the room
>You place the light on your desk, checking the immediate area
>Nothing seems to be missing, just scattered about the room
>Closer inspection of your computer shows that nothing was damaged, but you're unable to confirm due to the power being out
>You sit there staring at the desk trying to figure out what happened, drifting into thought a bit due to the cannabis
>The window wasn't open, so it couldn't have been some freak wind gust
>Exploring the possibilities of what could have happened in your room, you reach for the flashlight after a minute or so

(3/4)

>Just before your hand lands on the flashlight, you hear a small object shift from the corner behind your bed
>Nearly pissing yourself from the jumpscare of a noise obviously not caused by you, you grab the flashlight and swing it around the room in a single fell motion
>You don't notice anyone in the room
>Carefully step around the side of your bed
>Just as you get to the other side, the overhead light snaps on and air conditioner units around the complex whir back to life
>A feminine shriek emanates, and you let out a quick gasp as well from what your eyes behold
>In an accidental Solid Snake voice, you mutter
"What the hell..."

(4/4 - End Part 1)

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