karl3＠writeme.com wrote: > karl3＠writeme.com wrote: > > karl3＠writeme.com wrote: > > slave boss wants to explore the nooks and crannies of his own office complex > > but he is trapped in hyperprison > > when wealthy investor's helper comes along to bring him his cigar pity > > gift, he asks them > > slave boss: "oh, you precious worthless pile of worker slime, would you > > please do me a favor?" > > wealthy investor's helper looks at wealthy investor, who looks at slave > > boss and then back at the helper > > wealthy investor's helper: "i'm happy to help out with things, but only for > > people who don't call me names." > > slave boss is taken aback a little but tries to take it in stride, actually > > quickly forgetting that there was any problem > > slave boss: "worker shit like you knows all about traveling the back > > hallways of buildings like this. i mean, you had to come down here and > > sneak me these cigars --" > > wealthy investor: "why don't you come back later and see if he can ask > > again" > > since he thinks the others are obviously being self-centered pricks, he > > decides to just imagine he is exploring the nooks and crannies of his > > criminal empire > > he still has part of his electronic/hypnotic/ai-driven/pseudo-psychic link > > to the various surveillance and other electronic equipment, minds of the > > workers walking the halls, and datacenters, left over from when he used to > > run everything overtly. but it's very very minimal n-- [has to um uh ends > > up imagining a lot of it because it learned to forcefully defend itself; > > careful not to engage any of the parts where recognize that he's him > > this kinda snagged out, my part wants to free a smidge of him or something > it's an old story but now kinda more corrupt! > > upsetness at slave boss shrinks his link further. he tries not to use it so > as to not have his body forcibly and painfully dissassembled and held that > way to pull him back in with his punishment-and-torture-focused immortality > program
slave boss (and dictator of dictatortopia??) are in ethereal information space holding partial and fragmented autonomous body-and-consciousness-rebuilding patterns that are somehow detached from the rest of the ones turning most of the energy production of the world towards putting him back into his body. he's trying to fracture the immortality program so as to use one half of it to make a defensive bubble around a potential ability of him to put his influence outside the hyperprison
