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- ...presents... F23
- by Obscure Images
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- >>> a cDc publication.......1993 <<<
- -cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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- "Forgive me father for I have sinned."
-
- Terrance Braintrust sat in the confessional, enshrouded in darkness. As
- he said the words, his eyes glazed over. He sat in silence awaiting
- instructions.
-
- A small cable snaked out of the wood of the confessional and into his arm.
- There was a slight click as the end of the cable snapped into the small port in
- his wrist. Small letters began to glow inside of his brain.
-
- "FNORD Unit 23-Weisshaupt Class connected. Report."
-
- "The mission was successfully completed, there was no detection.
- Operation Pentapus phase three was completed. Awaiting instructions,"
- subvocalized Terrence
-
- "Very good. Operation Pentapus is waiting for Weishaupt Class 17 to
- complete the mission and report. You are instructed to wait for further
- orders. Report in three weeks. Memory graft proceeding."
-
- Terrence left the booth, feeling much better. The father had given him 15
- Hail Mary's, but he decided to skip them and head home. It was strange, but
- Terrence wasn't usually a religious person; it was only when he got the strong
- urges to confess to a priest that he ever went to church. He had a slight
- headache, just like all the other times he'd gone to confession.
-
- When he got home, he felt a creative urge coming on, so he jacked into his
- computer deck. Moments after the cable clicked into his arm he called for the
- visuals to fade into the workstation.
-
- His mental hands flipped through the files of stored images. Most of the
- younger deck users skip the metaphors altogether and operate with only a bare
- framework. Having grown up without the interface, it was necessary to make his
- computer space less abstract.
-
- Finally finding a holo that he wanted to work with, he opened it onto his
- workspace. The hologram was an old representation of his head from when he was
- young. It was twenty years in the past, when the tech was new. At the time he
- had two jacks on the back of his neck. One was for the data link, the other
- was for the dedicated body-RAM. In the early days, before interface lobes were
- genetically engineered, it was necessary to have hardware implants. His face
- stared at him from the workspace. His face was thin and well defined, they
- looked as if they were carved from ivory. It gave him a vaguely unnatural
- look. Further compounding the strange look were his transparent eye implants,
- and his long multi-hued hair. He thought back with a mixture of pride and
- embarrassment about his old modified hair. It was made from a soft crystalline
- structure which featured an ability to change attributes with electrical
- charges. His hardware controlled the fibers, varying the stiffness and color
- randomly, giving the illusion of phosphorescent snakes wriggling around on his
- head.
-
- The nostalgia passed quickly as he started to work with the image. He
- zoomed in on the left eye and began to manipulate the image. Inside the pupil,
- he created a hollow sphere, into which he zoomed in again. Next he created
- several constellations of tiny luminescent spheres. In the center of the big
- sphere, he created a 'morphing object that he programmed to constantly mutate
- into a series of objects, beginning with a red pyramid, ending with a golden
- apple with the letter "K" inscribed upon the side.
-
- What he didn't remember, or even notice slipping into the holo, were the
- subliminal messages he unconsciously planted all over the image. "If you
- cannot see the FNORD it can't eat you." "The power of the five will be
- obeyed." "I am the walrus." "There are 23 seats of power to love." "Pain
- will come to those who do not obey." "Love is a lie, ILLUMINATION is the
- truth." "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law. Law tempered with
- FNORD." Even if he would have known of the subliminals, he wouldn't have
- understood them anyway.
-
- When each of the holograms that were completed in the next three weeks
- were prepared, they were transmitted to various media-zines, where millions of
- subscribers downloaded them into the decks and spent hours and hours exploring
- the miniature nuances of each holo. Somewhere in a five sided building, the 5
- and the minor 23 were pleased.
-
- FNORD unit 17 Weishaupt Class' education agenda was implemented.
-
- The urge to confess filled Terrance again, and he felt like he was going
- to explode unless he got to the church on time. He took the metro to his
- regular church, and walked into his regular confessional.
-
- "Forgive me father for I have sinned."
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- .ooM |Copr. 1993 cDc communications by Obscure Images 01/01/93-#207|
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