(Page 1 of 2) The Ephemeral Life part one by Michael Bird
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SUMMARY: Antoher of my cyberpunk stories there is much more to this one but i havent got around to typing it up yet.
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> Part I.
> The Avatar and the GateCrashers.
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> The rainbow hues of the data matrix flowed
>around the Avatar that floated in the center of
>Korban's vision. Millions of symbols and characters
>drifted in the lazy eddy of the cybercurrent. The
>Avatar, a cartoonish monkey wearing a hockey mask,
>manipulated more data, moving files into secure
>folders; millions of currency chips moved effortlessly
>in time with the Avatar's hands. It reached out
>towards the logo of the First Cyber Bank of Mega-York
>City, the chips followed the hand, until it came
>within inches of the logo, where white hot flames
>sprung up around it. The fire was not real of course,
>but the manifestation of the banks firewall, the color
>determined the risk assessment of the Avatar accessing
>it. White was the highest. The Monkey flicked it's
>wrist, sending a little program in to the logo, the
>flames sparked up higher attempting to consume the
>little bug, which the program took the form of in the
>data matrix, it made it past the flames and into the
>CyberBank's Mega-Console. After a moment the white
>flames dissipated into nothingness. The Avatar reached
>into the Banks logo, which than expanded and seemingly
>consume the Avatar. Korban knew that meant the other
>Avatar was inside the banks mega-console. He
>maneuvered his Avatar, A 1500's monk in a black robe,
>with his face hidden in blackness, towards the banks
>logo, as he came close the flames didn't light, that
>meant that the banks firewall was down, a hacker's
>dream. Korban readied himself by reaching into his
>robe and retrieving a small program that took the form
>of a golden necklace with a ghostly blue pendant on
>it. He put it around his avatars neck, the moment it
>touch the avatar it vanished taking the avatar with
>it. Shryke had programmed this one to mask the user's
>avatar from any one else in the matrix, effectively
>making Korban a ghost. Korban wasn't much of a
>programmer, but he was a helluva data hacker, could
>make anyone a new past, and future.
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>He was the leader of one of MegaCity's many hacker
>gangs. His was called the GateCrashers. They were a
>small, motley crew of net renegades, ex-cons, and in
>one case ex-yakuza. There was Korban, of course,
>Shryke his best friend since the age of five,
>Override, who was the ex yakuza. He had made the
>mistake of trying to double cross the yakuza, for that
>they cut off both his arms and both his legs and left
>him for dead in some godforsaken back alley, where as
>luck would have it Korban and Shryke had stumbled
>across him, quite literally; they were both pretty
>wasted then. They had managed to call an ambulance and
>stand by the man who for all intents and purposes was
>bleeding to death in front of them. Override
>recovered, much to the doctor's surprise, and now was
>confined to a wheel chair he operated with a 'trode
>crown set on his shaven head; He also owned a console
>repair shop in the Sheniki District, called "Sterling
>Street Console Repair", had a kid working for him
>named Joey; he made all the real sales.
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