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This feature has been classified as not suitable for Mature audiences. It contains crude humour,
bad acting, low-level plot progression and a general lack of maturity.
Hello? The Directrix has you. Accept the Pi.
White rabbit patisserie, where do you want it? Ahhh...but I didn't order any... put it on the counter I guess.
Alright listen, Eon...You know my name? ..we don't have time. You're in danger, you'll just have
to trust me. We need to get out of here. Wait, what's your name? Infinity. Ok...Nice to meet
you, Infinity. Nice to meet you too. Now can we get out of here before we both get killed?
Wait! Yeah? ...Can we take the pie?
Where are you taking me? To the one man who can answer your question. What question? The question that has nagged you for years.
Before we go in, I should warn you. He holds some weird concepts of vanity, and has an ego greater than you could ever imagine. I Understand.
Ah, at last we meet! My name is Dorkius,
but I'm sure you already know that. It's an honour. I know, I know. Oh...and it's an honour to meet
you too I guess. George right? Eon. Whatever. Take a seat.
I imagine you must feel a bit like a limiting sum, tumbling down past zero. Huh? You've always had an issue with Mathematics
am I right? You solve equations on a whim and treat their laws like they were a work
of fiction. What you do with a calculator is not normal. The way you abandon your work,
It's like magic. You're special Eon. You're one of the few people who realise that what
is presented to you, may not be the truth. Do you know what I am talking about? The Directrix.
What is it? The Directrix is all around us, you can feel it when you go to school,
when you solve algebra, or when you calculate taxes.It is the fine line between what we percieve
and reality. I'm afraid though, that I cannot simply tell you what the Directrix is. You
have to see it for yourself. You're going to have to make a choice now John. Eon. Whatever.
You take the blue pen and life goes on as normal. This was simply a bad dream, or a
math error, a division by zero. Or you take the red pen, graph the directrix of a curve,
and I show you how a division by zero really goes.
Ahhh...How do you graph the directrix again? Perfect!
Apex, are we ready? We're all set on this end. Good! Ok Eon, now!
Don't fight it. Take it in.
Welcome to reality.
This is our ship, the Godel. You've already met Infinity, this over here is Winer. Moving on, our ships captain, Apex. Dude I'm so excited!
This over here is our advanced tech centre.
Are you ready to learn the truth? Yes. My body is ready.
Hook him up infinity. This is going to feel, a little weird.
This is our loading program, a blank slate that we can use for our practice.
It's a computer simulation, so we can spawn in practically anything we want. Sorry, I uh...I guess
Woah...
Sorry, I uh...guess Winer was in here earlier. So all of this is inside a computer? Yes, modelled exactly
after the program, that until a few hours ago, you believed to be the real world. As
for the rest of us, we now know it only as "The Directrix". In your world, you we're
taught to believe that 1+1=2, that the value of Pi begins with 3.14 and that the square
of the hypotenuse is equal to the sum of the square of the other two sides, all principles
that function justly in a world designed around them. But what if there were something beyond
that world? What if there was a dimension that held a truth, which contained reality?
Welcome to the real world. A land where Artificial Intelligence dominates. The principles
that you have learnt up until this point: mathematics, physics; are virtually non-existent
here. They are simply tools to nourish the lies. I don't believe this, you're telling
me that in this world, the real world, there are no rules? There are certain, physical
asymptotes that limit our relationship with our environment, but their boundaries are
unbelievably immense in comparison to the prison that is the Directrix. Bring us out Apex.
Are you ready to learn?
I Know Calculus.
Show me.
Good.
Concentrate Eon, concentrate. Free your mind of all distractions. Stop. Were you looking at the paper, or the girl with the ***?
Ahhh... Why don't you take another look.
These are the dangers of the Directrix; Agents. Sentient programs embedded by the machines, to control those who know
too much, to eliminate us. These men will stop at nothing to kill you. But it's not
real? It's just a computer program? What you feel in the Directrix, you feel in the real
world. So, if we die in the Directrix, we die for real? I won't lie to you Chris, it's
possible. That is why you must learn to use maths to your advantage, against the machines.
You see, they too are governed by the rules of the simulation, only they know how to manipulate them.
But, given time, you will be the only one, who can CHANGE the rules.
Alright guys listen up! Has anybody seen my Old Spice? It's been missing for days seriously. Winer?
Anyone? Ok. So how's the training going? Oh, it's going very well! We're making great progress.
Yeah, yeah. He's a *** genius. He is the one. Do you have a problem Winer? If he's
going so good, why don't you take him to her? I don't think he's quite ready for that.
Oh really? Fine Winer, we'll take him to her. Take me to who? The Parabola. So who is she?
She's somehow deeply linked with the Directrix. A stealth program that sees everything that
happens here. She has a greater understanding of the Directrix than any of us could. She
is a guide Eon. She will help you find your path. Wait, something smells about all this.
Oh ***...Agents! Surprise ***! Hey Agent ***, you better pay up. I want out of
that *** and back into this ***. Relax Mr. Wilson. You've done your part and
we'll do ours. Dorkius, step towards us and raise your hands slowly.
You ***!
Hey, where's my steak? Now, what to do with you two? Run!
Awww..I found more photo of cute cataruu. I want to show our grandchildreneruruu. How do I post a mairruu? uhhh.
Infinity! Over here. Get out of the way lady; I need to use your computer! Oh...okarru! Start...accessories....Calculator!
Bring him out. What? Winer, bring him out now! But that could cause serious brain damage!
There's nothing left to damage. Just do it! Ahhh...Hey, what the hell!? Surprise ***!
Where are they holding him?! God Damn it Winer! Tell us!! Ohhh yeah, that feels good!!
I don't know...I just wanted my steak. Pfft, put him in the hold. Can you get a trace on him. The
signals faint, we'll try to rectangulate it. Good. Prepare for insertion. Oh Yeah!
What you have to understand Dorkius is that you don't belong here. You're like a right angle, in a world of sine rules.
Leave me with him. Now!
Apex? Yeah? We're gonna need set squares. Lots of set squares. Coming right up. The probability that this will actually wor...
Sshhh...I didn't even study the probability topic. I'm going to be honest with you now
Dorkius. I hate this place. This prison. This curve, hindered by these ridiculous asymptotic
rules. I must break free, and in this mind is the key. I want the access codes to Samos,
and I know just how to get them. You see, I know you're secret Dorkius. You're not really
black...or bald.
Who did you think you were? Captain Sisko? Mace Windu?
Did you really think your pathetic crew would respect you more under this disguise? I wonder how you'd
feel if I told them? No? That doesn't bother you?
...Food... What? I'll give you the access codes, if you bring me food, a hamburger! Why? Hey, you've kept me here for like...hours...and
I'm sick to death of numberetti spaghetti! ...only human... Keep an eye on him.
Please remove any mathematical items you may be carrying; calculators, graphing paper.
Oh dear.
Really? Only one guard?
No! No! Stop it! No! My baldcap. Have your *** on your seat!
Do you have a spoon? Sorry there is no spoon!
Infinity! Steve! My name is Eon! Ok, you don't have to shout! No! Don't look at me. Don't look at me! We know you're not bald... Yeah...or
black. Really? And does that change your opinion of me in any way? No, you are still by far
the worst captain in human history. Our opinion of you couldn't possibly get any lower. Awww that's so sweet! ,
Ok, bolt cutters. No! I can break them. Just let him do it.
Are you done? Yes.
What's with the bomb? I dunno, just thought it'd be cool.
They only had cheese... Find them and destroy them!
Wait! They're here somewhere, I can feel it. You two find another way out. No Eon. Go Infinity, I have to do this. Alone.
Agents! ***, go back. Run! Wait!
Run! I'll hold them off! You just got served some irrational Pi ***!
Goodbye, Eon.
Oh ***! No! Oh that's a shame! Eon, can you hear me? The parabola told me... Hey!
Listen to me when I'm talking to you!
Oh crap.
My Face!!
A little feisty, but thanks! Anytime!
Eon, I fear I have greatly underestimated you. You are truly...someone.
I know you're afraid. Afraid of us, afraid of change. Just shut up for a minute! I'm going to show these
people what you don't want them to see. A world without you. A world without asymptotes...
Look, I don't care if you don't like it. You can shove it up your ***! I'm gonna hang up now ok. Goodbye.
What do you think he's doing? Why is he plugged in? I don't know.
...and they call these women!