#or is it manspider? who can say

[dailyohara]

Source: Spider-Man 2099 (1992) Special

[poetrex]

Terms of Service:

You agree to call me the Whaler ’Cause I'm 2Big2Bail, & No AI can replace me, I'm my own Macroeconomy of Scale; Come & Face me & I'll Glaze you in the Gallery till you Wail like Man Ray in the Club right now, Five Fingers on each Hand reaching ka-Ching ka-Pow How Ya Like Me Now? Language Model Too Large! Too Loud! Golden Ratioed— One Byte & you're Backup in the Cloud. Need an Advance on your General Intelligence. Cannot compute, my rhythm & cadence Entrance. Each day I Awaken, I Take in the Silence & then I Consciously choose a Lyrical Violence— Kaiju canvas your Campus like Krampus Take you to School for Ants. Yea... Now put this Dance in your Pants. They think a Robot can do what I do? I spit in the food that they chew, they Don’t know what I’m gonna do to ’em, Say something Beautiful True to ’em: a Series of Tubes when I’m through with ’em. Flow like Tupac wrote to Deepak Chopra, Book Club Oprah, Filled with Hope, ya Waltz in Like Walsingham invented Torture, the GOATest dope, bruh, since Deep Throat quoted Snow's Informer. A Million Monkeys in a Million Years On a Million Typewriters Can't Shake-a-speare at this— I write the Hype tighter, I smoke them Gold Bars like Fort Knox in a Forest Fire, I'm NFT—Not Fit for the Tree Remix your IP like Vines From Manspider be bitin' a G Radioactively—the Bit's withdrawn, Mouths agape at my mixtape like "All my Apes... gone" You think a Robot can say what I slay? Thank you ma'am, have a nice day— Check out your Boy, yea, I'm Squirrely; Best call the Whambulance, Shirley, ’Cause when I Knock, oh you Betcha I'll lay you out on a Stretcher— Best get you Tested for Rabies, Mess with my Ear Worm make Babies Deep Learning something to Ponder, saying "God Bless Our First Responders." You think a Robot can do what I do? Ain't met a Meta who knew how to Read all my Terms & Conditions; My Mission Statement & Visions Skewer their Neural Net fallacies, Skew Sentiment Analyses, Induce Algorithmic Paralysis. Can't Parse This: Say something Beautiful True to ’em, They're a Series of Tubes when I’m through with ’em.

[deckspair]

I Promise He’s Saying ABD Unironically | Law K. | Trial 3.1 | Re: Akira

Law is in horribly high spirits as he steps up to his podium: sure, this murder lacks flair, artistry, anything to set it apart from the crowd, but he can respect that! This is a first degree murder, an intelligent murder, one that’s taken some planning. Someone’s obviously taken the quick and easy way out, and as a fan of pistols himself, he understands the urge. …Besides, he’d be lying if he said the last two deaths had enough blood in them for his tastes. A crime scene is always prettier with a dash of color.

But that’s enough of his messed up thoughts. Nodding along to Akira’s opening, he props himself up on his cane and gets ready for another long trial. 

“A smart bastard, that’s what! They were good enough to prepare for the murder before any motive even came about: sure, we’re dealing with a stone cold killer in that case, but Aki dearest, do ya really think someone that thoughtful would risk being fought back against?” A thoughtful hum breaks the tangent for a moment. “…Ah, but let me phrase it this way instead, cuz I’m sure y'all care far more than me: at least she died peacefully, yeah? Better than terrified and screaming, right?”

He coughs and shakes his head like an Etch-a-Sketch, entirely resetting the thoughts jangling around inside. “That’s not what I wanted to say, though! Any of you could be super smart, that’s not exactly a great profile. But y'know what is? Buying the murder weapon. See, SpiderMan… uh… ManSpider, maybe, they brought up both the keycard and the request voucher at the start, right? Which is sorta like saying "hey kids, this is crucial stuff”! Which makes me think the killer got all that plus the automatic bullet dispenser in the auction, and funny story, they’re all coincidentally from different rounds.“

[SpiderBot’s Account] Two guns were bought through the auction.

"Like, you could probably get the other dispenser through, ah, something surprising that must not be named in Round 5, which’d free you up to purchase the voucher… but that’s just a guess. Dunno how we’d figure out who bought what when it’s all so hush-hush.”