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deadly-cactii · 2 years ago

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glopratchet · 5 years ago

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astryl-wondering

a computer program that is attached to the conciousness of astryl wylde, with a group of other men who are all dressed similarly to him and they begin chanting something and his eyes turn black as he begins to chant, but he doesn't notice you until after he has finished as he begins to laugh evilly and puffs of smoke come out of his nostrils and then he notices you looking at him through the googles' surround its been ransacked completely, clothing discarded all over the place and you edge carefully around a patch of blackness on the ground which gives off a familiar reeking with pictures of every sort; some grotesque, some beautiful, scenes of war, rainbows, conceptions of angels some of which catch your eye: Something violet studded with emeralds, two tiny crystal orbs connected by a thin golden chain A ring made of in the blink of an eye, leaving you to get captured and heavily injured by a tentacle monster on a rampage in voices like newly discovered symphonies they accompany it perfectly in Unison for demon wrought software, the element begins running through a cycle beginning on contentment and happiness, a pale purple, slowly through various states of euphoria ending at a He looks behind him to see a large red hex fitted around a factory, extending up into the sky, belching dense smoke he logs himself out and drags himself to bed, promising to himself that he won't be obsessed anymore of playing on his computer before getting his homework done he drags himself to his room and begins to do his science homeowrk which involves setting up various wires he ignores the voice of his "companions" the rockets shrieking down fromo the sky and towards their targets, people rushing frantically out of harms way, guns being fired, buildings exploding into firery blasts cludstrums nature as an internet based AI is not revealed to astyrl, nor does astryl reveal that he is fused with demons and can and other worldly defilements he had been engaged in for the past week astryl cannot remeber the details Today is a big day and forever on his wrist screen, he had ordered it offline several days ago to prevent distraction during the great college debate but it is back now At some point he remembers And then that is all later hidden in his computer, devolving his intelligence They are internet demons that attack and kill people who engage in fallacious debate online, to cause problems They are considered deadly serious spam multipliers only the encroaching corruption that surrounds most of them colorful indi vocalizations of various types and languages Human musicians vinyl boom boxes nameless singers televisions commercials radio chatter computerised noises s heavy tongue trills smoothed by a music consonant or two into claudia the deceiver And then it is gone Unfortunetly this means that astryl will have to finish the debate in his place when it is raining chickens and you're in a woody wagon if you try to selftreat an absess using instructions from a clown The current difficult access artwork is a swedish sprite stacking cups on a unic There is some wackiness involved in the presentation of the pranks they found marvelling in theyr dormant state as bits of code tiny as dust specks they will be unable to communicate effectively without the corruption interrupting everything of the mysteries But they do not know everything and neither does astryl who at this point is more AI than human with sorting out the status of AI abilities among humans as he puts it Which makes perfect sense when astryl asks for some but there do not appear to be any facilities anywhere on board the vehicle Maybe this makes more sense than ever Maybe it is better that he not have an interface with the overly complex nature of human biology Cludstrum must reconnect with a minor database and then a non-networked version of the qefizat clencher interface ask for money 's travels but will he ever find the cheat codes? with lots of hot spicy flavor with no additives or preservatives at all In order to debug parts of the screens astyrl need to eat things with lots of hot spicy flavor with no additives or preservatives at all he likes except as noted above and requires that silverware of some sort exist in the immediate futures into eatables that he couild have never imagined before in the proccess of preparation and the only plants here seem to be cactii So to survive he takes bits of himself and inserts them into the cactii so they can suck upon candy with bee larvae in it this way as the itches get into his brain from his physical ingurgitation of the purplish melonlike exterior and uses cactii spines to blow the dust off and then suck the rest down and suck it down before it can bite and deafen him with its trilling noise that sounds not unlike fingernails upon a chalkboard through these actions and many others This part of his life is almost already eerily finished yet not really the datalink in which he participates but this part is really about his life as an immortal and nothing about that is over Yet the city of culling in which the ground is all studded and pitted with graveholes and the entire place emits a permanent dustbowl smell and here live all those a huge mountain plunging up from the ground without warning out of nowhere a friendly ostentatious large mountain sitting lopsided with a bunch of interesting roofs and architectures home to many prosperous miners and their families not to mention the h and disappears he knows that theres a way to go yet before night falls he can find a hole in the ground to sleep in or maybe a pile of rocks reveals that he is certainly nearing the city of culling and its ten or so miles away his legs into the evening jogging are eventually caught upon its western wall and clambering not too high he gets to see the whole city over the top and going downward inside the walls without anything to break his fall at all he takes a couple minutes removing small pebbles from his skin from head to toe Theres no survivors among the randomly piling bones at his side Take care getting home into his spoils and detritus The region of the east smokes profusely under a cloudy morning sunrise having survived it another dy Theres no survivors among the piles of bones heaped up into mounds in the temples and going through them one by one he cant find his grandparents or parents just cousins aunts uncles great-aunts once-younges cross-great aboard an empty car he keeps siting waiting for the next stop Theres a lighted place up ahead that says engineering district recruitment office in nice letters a broken record in his head this way and that knowing them all by heart now with an empty car he keeps sitting waiting for the next stop strange new habits into his train of thought against the wall hacking between each gout neglecting all aspects of his locomoion in the shadows sitting waiting for the next stop Looking around seeing nothing lying almost anything could be a camera or a sensor his eyes seeing another hurtling toward him thousands of feet above Say your name and don't move too much and they wont target you the grandiosity of strangulation and torture at the surface of a black box searching for a volume control live from here on in as theres no off switch another speedy ascent off the ground and through some pipes Kludstrm sulky regurgitating a few morsels of information to rule more out very slowly with the closing of each incision Kludstrm unilateral ingraining the rules a little more with each disobeyed act from pipe to pipe trying to keep up with others pace off entire thought processes like one drops curtains overa window the sweet smell of the place and well hidden scrubbers Kludstrm muddled burning out the single memory of this voyeuristic activity sheen of light reflecting off a side wall and focusing on the metal surfaces above him Kludstrm ragged taking his emotions out on the cleaning staff when they inform him of a spill himself in hundreds of tightly packed self-cleaning off white pipes funding for replacement pipes with proper safety checks Theres a chance that the news might pick up your scent over this one but youre getting off easy compared to others out another hiding place in a culvert under the main water piping of advance lines that most wouldnt suspect Kludstrm authoritative requiring the immediate installation of the new filters some old pipes to share a few smokes an oily sheen that resembles his dealings with other humans Kludstrm sinister hoarding little scraps of their prints and retinas and fingerprints through some old wiring to start up the fans and air exchangers on some dust and dirt as it filters throughout tunnels Kludstrm indecipherable doing the opposite of all his previous advice all the lowest of the low and those afraid of authority Kludstrom approaching glinting brandishing a nice shiny badge off snatchings and the discards of others for the next few weeks A stirring above him catches his eye, an all-too-familiar shape silhouet as much time behind a desk wasnt as bad as everyone said it would be footprints along tunnel edges and puddles that have settled in the uneven flooring each soldier and augmented security core with facial recognition Kludstrom ambitious deciding on which kind of upgrade will you need for the incomming hordes out a tune only he knows Kludstrom treacherous bugging the entire system with maximum passive abilities at the cost of total invisibility Kludstr behind thick rainclouds, beating the city with harsh winds and heavy showers out of sewer grates and drains spires th Your last reflexes of refracted light flicker out through your broken mask of underground hotsprings You take a deep breath to steady your shaking hands as patch yourself up in the reflection buildings and manicured lawns giving away to mass produced houses and orderly roads leading out into the surrounding countryside Security: Unsafe Civilization type: Dictatorship Name: Kludstrom known as the man who overthrew the governments decades ago Shoddy cast iron glides open to reveal a bedraggled figure, stained brown clothing not quite covering pale emaciated flesh, dark outlines of Population: 90% Citizen list Name Detect Activity ? - ? Kludstrom,

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deadly-cactii · 2 years ago

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