Pink, Rising

Arrosa. That's my name. And you know, it's finally getting a little interesting out here in Argon City, with the Renegade showing his face and all. Finally something other than propaganda filling my newsfeeds. You get used to it eventually, but it gets boring after a little while.

Not that I care. We're all just programs. We were created and used by someone we'll never see. They call him Kevin Flynn, but I'm sure he used us all. Controlled us, used us. We have been ruled from the beginning. So really, it doesn't matter. When Teslar moved in and took control of practically everything in the name of CLU, it didn't really bother me. Sure, I grumbled a little about things like curfew and all, but, at the end of the day, one dictator to another I guess.

At least there's peace. Well, relative peace.

The renegade...I'm curious. Who is he, exactly?
I for one know curiosity is dangerous here. But you know what? I've never cared much. I've always just kept my head down in public. To Teslar and his army, I'm just a model program. Doesn't ask questions, doesn't seem to care.

But I'm going to investigate. Because something is finally happening around here.

And I'm not going to pass up this chance to add a little spice to my otherwise boring life.