The city hummed. This electronic world the only world that existed anymore. The city pulsed. This lit up world, the only world humanity knew.”Head out princess, we have a main hack to complete,” says a familiar voice from the chip in her right ear. “Oh, and welcome to Insilico.”
The darkness of these cities never bothered Cris and her footfalls are lost in the steady sounds around her. Across her hip, in a bag protected by her pale hand is her lifeblood, her computer. Unfamiliar with the surroundings, though all the survivor cities had the same feel, she takes a moment to orient her sky blue eyes.
“We haven’t got time for you to take a guided tour, move along please,” clips the AI who is now like a second voice in her head.
“You know,” says Cris so low most wouldn’t notice, “If you weren’t heartless and just a bunch of firing wires I would find ways to deal with you.” She moves past local denizens through brightly lit streets, neon signs screaming down at her while Zero simply ignores her altogether. Cris once thought having the AI with her might be fun. Fat chance.
It is her job to blend in, to seem as if she has always been right here in this city. There were a few, still powerful, in this burgeoning society and those are the ones she sought.
“Hey, femme fatal, where am I going? Little help please,” she mutters.
“Head past the traders and stores, unless you are feeling like a new look today,” snarks Zero knowing full well Cris lived in black leather pants, thick boots and various tank tops. “Then move down the ramp and try not to stop at the club over there. I know your preference for entertainment but we don’t have time.”
Cris narrows her eyes but says not a word as she glances at the building with lit, red neon outlines of shapely women.
“Notice to your left, there is an ally, back there is a diner and a few ways to get out of trouble should we need them. Take note please. There are boxed apartments, the ones with huge windows, head up the spiral staircase until you reach the top.”
Cris does exactly as she is told, despite her desire to do otherwise, she has already found out the hard way what happens when she doesn’t listen to directions and ends up with more cyber trouble then she ever needed. At the top of the stairs she looks out on the glowing city before her. She could feel the new life flow through it, the new life that humanity had created.
“Straight ahead there is a building, tall, spotlight on top, you need to get there and hack into the account numbers I will give you. It’s the best spot for what we need to achieve.”
Leaning on the railing by the apartment Cris looks out onto this city. Somewhere below her there were kids doing “Breathe,” getting high on the combination of oxygen and whatever toxins where included. Below there were people plugged in, wired up, strung out and fighting to live. The dark streets spread out as if welcoming the dirty leftovers of what had once been a world of real land and waters. Now all that was left was water, and these cities made of science suspended high above the poisoned clouds and anchored in a life that no longer existed.
The city buzzed. This battery centric world, the only world that was left to her and she smiles wickedly out on it.
Story inspired and set in the roleplay sim of Insilico which was created by Skills Hak with the help of her muse Cinndreia Messmer. This sim and roleplay rules were still under construction at the time of this post.