Beside killing the talented proud few off the corpo contract world that have a special enriching view, for all, corpo, ads, creators, consumers. Such as me...
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Thursday, 27 April 2023
YouTube manipulation
Beside killing the talented proud few off the corpo contract world that have a special enriching view, for all, corpo, ads, creators, consumers. Such as me...
Wednesday, 26 April 2023
New Orleans - New Tellings
Sunday, 23 April 2023
Dark Future Short Stories - Nineteen - Mobsters sudden appetite loss
Dark Future Short Stories - Nineteen - Mobsters sudden appetite loss
Mobsters sudden appetite loss
Most criminal organisations made it past national rule and hooked up either on their ancient resistance roots protecting the poor or turned security force for the stronger than ever international corpo world providing the sexy bad boy image places and mercenaries for their from nations adopted way of securing contracts by fire power, fear, murder and theft.
Such as the different flavors of the Mob.
The Mob, as an organisational structural classification, was a form of a Mafia, but less based on tight family ties and instead based on usually historic connections such as being Irish, from a certain village or region some hundred years ago or deriving from a set of united gangs from a part of town voting their combining King among them.
They were quite powerful and got always mixed up with the Real Mafia, which was basically an ancient knight family still in negotitions with the local lord on taxes the militant way, and these Mobsters counter parts deriving from farmer revolts against drunk ass lords running a castle against the locals in the valleys close by some centuries ago in Europeans mid-ages, where on the other side of The Mob structures.
They did not change much and the real deal tended since the downfall to even more cut down on frenchaise real estate the petrol bomb way, if the managers wondered too loud on the cut they took from coffee to sandwiches to burgers to electronics for also others than just the staff in the area.
It droped or you drop, was not negotiatable.
The others where running mainly corpo restos with a unique individual and appropiatelly excuisite price tag, music venues and bars from sports to strip to hard core excess all over the world with the undecleared center of negotiations in Las Vegas, at leas for the US in which The Mob as a structure was most prominent world wide.
While South Las Vegas was still home to the low and minimum wage cleaning staff and all those that populated the back yard and side street business, usually unseen and unheard from the shiny corpo amusements, the suites with extraodinery services became even more profitable in a world that did only fuzzily remember national and state taxes or law enforcement and both lived most of the time in need of each other and rather quitely in parallel universes.
For one part a storm was approaching and the first wind was felt by rumors that made all and every mobster from LA to LV to NY order a spirit, double.
McKenny, Herman, Estiente sharing the remainings of the United States among them as the most powerful Mobstes that were known as private securtiy companies based on East, Central and West had a converance call as usal in their favorite restaurant, at a big VIP table, all their most important and most impressive entourage close, speaking with a hologram prjector the size of the chandalier on the table and made that mistake.
They usually presented their big King conversations to their closiest Lords and Warriors and made sure that at least their faces and body language was seen by the heard of corpo managers.
So, they all saw and quickly spread the news, that the big Kings dropped to blank white, sweating scared to death, shaking hands like something else unseen ever before in on that chair of the all confident super big players when the holo gram person showed a picture of a man dressed in a black military combat suite.
Quickly the word spread that The Europeans where up for blood, those known for not taking prisoners nore having any mercy in war and even so nobody new who the black combat suite belonged to, they all knew corpo world would have some funerals some time to come.
Business might struggle from brutal unseen violance TIE world wide.
Friday, 21 April 2023
Thursday, 20 April 2023
Dark Future Short Stories - Eighteen - The AI war start up
The AI war start up
AIs were powerful tools in this dark world. They were running entire banks as AI CEOs having full control of all branches of virtual online banks that humans could meet at a counter hall in corpo world, have online meetings on their investment and savings portfolio, they were assisting security departements on securing entire real estate portfolios and some gave you a dirty talk of most nasty kind, if you hit the dirty places while getting sucked off by a machine head, if in real hardcore need also with a drug cocktail pushing you into climax levels that will stop everyone from throwing party pills, granted. Just like Heroin cured the Cocain addication in the early 20iest century.
Some off these AIs turned mass products, like the digital nanny, checking your corpo kids homework or the African Congress Teaching AI bringing university level education in even the most remote areas of the united continent creating an opponing elite educated state of mind than old colonial Europe had shown them.
Striker was using military standard AI, just like The Banker did, to value gathered information. He knew The Banks security would use all intel collected by the failed assault to suggest better tactics and fail again. Beside him having all available copies of every commercial AI he was also using underground homegrew systems from a different breed of human. TIE. This Is Europe and during the downfall of society the rich elite could not keep undercover that US ghettos, Bangkok syndicates and even the darkest of Favelas were kids playgrounds compared to European streets in which everyone and all sides kept their war secret, Top Secret.
Some areas that where always known for being lost and troublesome in which occationaly national Police shot some youngsters dead to provoke justification to either pull down the entire social wellfare ruled complex or make a point that the locals had too much fun off the liking of the well educated future nine to five national protected citizens, also had their own ways of education based on the rich worlds available literature, libraries, manuals, trash and stolen goods and cheap second hand products from internet to accessable university libraries and chat rooms, news boards, that could be both hacked and social engeneered just based on wearing the appropriate fit-in pair of trousers of the skater baggies and cutting the slang speach.
The Ghost Legion supported those areas that were home to Europe's Real Mafias protecting their own against the nation trying to keep their low incoming future labour force at bay, and they returned some of the finest well kept secret social profile AIs, pattern recognition systems and drone control units the world did not know about created by street sport freaks that ran their lungs out from shortly past noon to the late evenings and when enjoying the satisfying muscle pain hacked computers and neighbourhood networks and clusters based on open source or pirated software for the fun of it, bevore the good night joint instead of corpo world late night drink.
The strongest hacker crew was meeting only online and had created an intelligent routing software to establish an underground network connecting the centers of Europes lost from Algier to Palermo to Marseille to Paris to Rotterdam to London to Glasgow to Dublin and Lissbon that was save, undercover from national and corpo control and free of charge as a bonus pay out place for all in corpo minimum wage club and beyond.
And it worked.
These days the self created content outweight, outnumberd and outmatched the pirated content by far, bypassing the corpo world kids sight and making fast food chain kitchen work actualy enjoyable beside delivering the most hardcore street ball matches from even LA play grounds far away, online Cyberpunk Music live DJ playing parallel in Marys Cork basement to secured factory hall mafia clubs in Palermo, now pretty much world wide pushing streams based on safety first through hijacked corpo networks by a network of installed AI software parts and even tiny littly sniffers by the cleaning staff and loyal frenchaise corpo trash employees, as far as Billies New Orleans Delta Blues bar back room and HongKongs sleep silos right next to the financial corpo towers.
From there the crew known for working only text based instead of full VR like their corpo counterparts not even being aware of their existance created a tool Striker was now feeding to get a second opinion on The Banker.
Profiler.
To keep a long story short, the crew basically turned the Police Academy teacher of Profiling into an AI, but with actual brain power.
While The Banker was having a team ready to get into the VR training ground to run through a set of possible and likely scenarios to hit Strikers castle again, Striker was feeding Profiler with different sets of prequalified information to create a virtual copy that would assist him to predict The Bankers next strategic move and even tactical moves when he was up to put a bullet through his brain in very person to be displayed on his AR helmet screen.
Profiler was combining to forecast his next travel arrangement the calender data of the last ten years, even understanding and cross checking possibly fake records, adding his flight route of both his reserved first class airliner seat for short notice trips and usual private jet flights right with notes from media records on official meetings and some red light district parties CCTV footage.
Profiler was creating an augmented reality avatar based on all available security cam and official media video footage like from within his fencing club, sailing trips and even him jerking off on the office loo to help drones and Striker predicting his moves when facing finally him and his security officers corpo uniform to Ghost Legion assassin black combat suite.
Profiler also suggested to create a social bot to start an online relation ship based on a devote mistres hotty creating a possible trap with a LadyBoy having a strong tendency to high functional toxicomaniac masochism based in Siberia, as it turned out to be most promissing on the given data sets calculation, which had even Striker wonder and get in touch with the creator crew...
In a secure chat room.
Siberia. A doll.
...
I thought ... actually I never ever thought about his preferences.
A doll in Siberia? That is ...
Weired?
Mmmh. Actually it makes sence. You are looking for a place providing both most security for yourself and most liking for the prey. Did you further check the suggested plan?
Dude, Doll, Siberia, so No.
You should have. Profiler suggested that the trap is an underground place in a former Sowjet nuclear town that went indipendent during the downfall and specialised in human genome research based on the Sowjet and Russian nation's research on radiation impact on the human genome. So, Vaneshka, is a professional Doll working in that town and is a transexual human from a genome experiment from a lab breeded biologic man that has a central nerve system, but no feeling in most parts of the body, due to genome radation modifications. Hence the pay for real weired staff is extremly high, the local hospital is still on a military pre-downfall level, the entire town is living off the dark of society selling mainly biological weapons like highly aggressive rats, spiders and alligators, and rents street samurai merceneries with genome modifications on maximum monkey level intelligence, but rat aggressivity, loyal as a dog if just feeded well, with a leasing full coverage financial plan to pretty much everyone that can handle what they will do, if just given comand, it kinda makes....I dont wanna say sence, here...you know??
Yeah...I get it. Does that place exist?
Yes, But he does not know about it and they are the very defenition of corrupt. So...
I get it. Thanks. How is the Futsal League?
Top Team. Next game meeting Sao. Will you watch?
Hehe. I did not miss a game in five. Might be a record so.
May the force be...
with us!
Inspired by a 3%er true American. Yours sincerely, a 51ster.
Thursday, 13 April 2023
We The People - Us The Force
YOU - IRONCLAD Change Agents
Love One God - Love Your Neighbour - Love Good Inside and Outside - Love All Good Life Everywhere
Friday, 7 April 2023
Comments - Corpo Plaza Rain Walk | Part 1 |
The Dark Future Sci-Fi interpretation of La Defance, The City or Manhatten. Like today no trash, sweet Policeing for the corpos looking all the same, keeping the trash out and off, all the same symbols representing another part of society that already is a parallel universe. Corporate World.
What you think? Now, that they lost their big toys and frenchaise real estate by another part of society called the politicians, will they look away when these politicians try to kill the soldiers again and by that turn WW4 to come at an early stage hot granted, with no protection after WW3 is settled the hardcore way by all and only men in arms from Soldiers to Police to Gangs to Terrorists to Para-Millitaries? Think before you speak or act....CIA.
#provos #cyberpunkcoltoure
let live and live or kill and get killed.
Thursday, 6 April 2023
Charlatan, aahm, Charles d'Artagnian
Tell me, who are you of my Musketiers?
The greatest of all Musketiers and therefore true renessaince knight under mid-age style Louis the 14th was possibly noone less than Pappillions Grand-Grand-Grand-Father.
What you think?