216.73.216.xxx | ToothyWiki | CantaWiki | RecentChanges | Login The coloured water gurgled gently through the plastic piping. He found the sound soothing; it was always easier to concentrate at the console of a Turing machine. As he typed, causing valves to open and close, diverting the streams of information encoded as water flowing through pipes, the sounds altered with each keypress; enveloping him. He could almost hear the effects of his code..
He felt a trickle of wet on his left ankle, breaking his reverie. Drat. A burst connection - another buffer overflow.