frequent flyer, then?
Nucleotide: Yes. I travel a lot
Mr fate: So talk to me?
Nucleotide: Sure thing. Bye.
Mr fate: Bye.
04/10/01 Email
New York, New York, what a wonderful city. I am pleased to
inform you that the mission I was sent on passed off successfully, and I
managed to arrange something quite big. I can't tell you everything here, this
is an insecure line and I know it's tapped, but I think that the solution to my
illness could be much closer than I thought.
I also received good news from my lovely doctor. Not "I
love you", yet, but indeed a breakthrough in the "save Zomy"
project, which makes me feel on top of the world (not far from where I am, by
the way).
Sorry I have not written before, I was pretty busy.
We'll talk.
04/13/01 “Peep” chat
Mitochondria: Want to save me?
Cruel Ruler: What??? How did you find me here?
Mitochondria: Anyone who has access to your computer knows
exactly where you are every second.
Cruel Ruler: Great, smartass. Where have you disappeared
again?
Mitochondria: Flights, enterprises, many ends to be tied.
Listen, you run a great deal of your sex life on the net!
Cruel Ruler: Tell that to my wife.
Mitochondria: I don't need to, she knows. Besides, she also
has her own...
Cruel Ruler: You came to provoke quarrels?
Mitochondria: God forbid. Just do me a favor, don’t pick
your nose when you're on a network camera.
Mitochondria: Hey, why did you turn it off?
Cruel Ruler: !!!
Mitochondria: Wait a bit, I'll turn it on again...
Cruel Ruler: ?
Cruel Ruler: What??? I can't believe it.
Mitochondria: Great, Smartass. Rotate the camera.
Cruel Ruler: All my free will’s gone.
Mitochondria: So we'll not talk? I'm going...
Cruel Ruler: No!!! Stay. What's up with you?
Mitochondria: I thought you’re into whipping now.
Cruel Ruler: The whips are gone. I'm only with you now.
Mitochondria: And now I know you're telling the truth. You will
have to apologize to her, you know.
Cruel Ruler: I'll be fine. Well, tell me what happened.
Mitochondria: Only good happened, actually. I got the
computing power I need. And probably my medicine will be ready soon.
Cruel Ruler: Who are you?
Chromosome. Tell me the truth.
Mitochondria: I told you, until now, only the truth.
Cruel Ruler: Not even a small part of it. It's not fair, I
have no idea what you want from me, I don’t even know how to treat you, except
as one who is both a computer criminal and one who knows to keep a secret he
says he will reveal.
Mitochondria: A shady character, am I?
Cruel Ruler: Very. Show some of your cards. Seriously. I’ve
had enough half-truths. Who are you, what is your project, what is all this?
Trust me.
Mitochondria: I trust you, it's okay. Look, the bottom line
is you know who I am. I am the major computer man on an Israeli secret project,
designed to decipher the human genetic code. Here, the whole truth.
Cruel Ruler: And how do you know you're going to get cancer?
Cruel Ruler: Are you here?
Cruel Ruler: You disappeared again.
Cruel Ruler: Well .... say something.
Mitochondria: I'm back.
Cruel Ruler: ???
Mitochondria: Yes. Like the ape I told you about.
Cruel Ruler: Bobby
Mitochondria: Yes, we foresaw his death accurately.
Cruel Ruler: Small step for man, a great sorrow to mankind.
Mitochondria: A brilliant statement! May I quote you?
Cruel Ruler: Only if you let me also quote you.
Mitochondria: You have my permission.
Cruel Ruler: And everything is predetermined.
Mitochondria: Respect! You know some Jewish philosophy.
Cruel Ruler: Come on! What! Is!
Genosimulation????????????????????????????
Cruel Ruler: !
Mitochondria: Well, well, don't be angry. I'll explain
immediately.
Mitochondria: Genosimulation, the truth is, it's quite a
private term that only a few know. But it is quite simple to understand:
simply, a simulation of the genome.
Cruel Ruler: And that means...?
Mitochondria: Gee… simulation is an imitation, you know?
Cruel Ruler: Like a flight