Click.
Whir.
Hum.
A thousand flashing lights. A million shades of electric blue, neon green, and supernova white. Silence so loud its pressure could be felt on the eardrums. No sensation of touch. No scent but the slight tang of ozone.
This was what it was like to jack in.
An icon that resembled Clyde from the twentieth century video game Pac-Man flew through the Matrix, past Aztechnology's pyramid, past the feudal-Japan-era castle of Mitsuhama " oh, to make it through the Zero Zone! - past Saeder-Krupp's ultra-modern skyscraper. The little orange ghost was ignored by everything and everyone as it dodged and twirled and wove its way towards the Denver Nexus. Whatever utilities the ghost was carrying weren't enough to raise warning flags from any of the ice warriors patrolling their particular node.
But when Clyde slipped through into the Denver Nexus, it suddenly ceased being a harmless orange ghost and became gh0st, a face constructed of nothing but red digital lines and so thick with its own ice and utilities that it would be sheer suicide for it to show up anywhere outside the safety of Shadowlands. All of the Megacorps had gh0st in their kill with extreme prejudice list and all the deckers that regularly fought against the Corps had the decker on their short list of people they most wanted to meet. The dude " or chick; no one knew who gh0st was outside the Matrix " was as legendary as Dodger, Shiva and Bash.
The unknown but famous decker slipped through the BBS, reading new postings, speaking with a few other icons and generally catching up on what new runs might be in the works and worth taking notice of. It stopped in front of a notice about a new Matrix being created in some alternate part of the meat multiverse, some place called Rhydin. The notice disappeared as gh0st removed it from the BBS. It was just the thing the decker was in need of " a little R&R away from the Sixth World. The gh0st hadn't learned the most important lesson a citizen of the new Earth could possibly learn " namely "never deal with a dragon?.
Whir.
Hum.
A thousand flashing lights. A million shades of electric blue, neon green, and supernova white. Silence so loud its pressure could be felt on the eardrums. No sensation of touch. No scent but the slight tang of ozone.
This was what it was like to jack in.
An icon that resembled Clyde from the twentieth century video game Pac-Man flew through the Matrix, past Aztechnology's pyramid, past the feudal-Japan-era castle of Mitsuhama " oh, to make it through the Zero Zone! - past Saeder-Krupp's ultra-modern skyscraper. The little orange ghost was ignored by everything and everyone as it dodged and twirled and wove its way towards the Denver Nexus. Whatever utilities the ghost was carrying weren't enough to raise warning flags from any of the ice warriors patrolling their particular node.
But when Clyde slipped through into the Denver Nexus, it suddenly ceased being a harmless orange ghost and became gh0st, a face constructed of nothing but red digital lines and so thick with its own ice and utilities that it would be sheer suicide for it to show up anywhere outside the safety of Shadowlands. All of the Megacorps had gh0st in their kill with extreme prejudice list and all the deckers that regularly fought against the Corps had the decker on their short list of people they most wanted to meet. The dude " or chick; no one knew who gh0st was outside the Matrix " was as legendary as Dodger, Shiva and Bash.
The unknown but famous decker slipped through the BBS, reading new postings, speaking with a few other icons and generally catching up on what new runs might be in the works and worth taking notice of. It stopped in front of a notice about a new Matrix being created in some alternate part of the meat multiverse, some place called Rhydin. The notice disappeared as gh0st removed it from the BBS. It was just the thing the decker was in need of " a little R&R away from the Sixth World. The gh0st hadn't learned the most important lesson a citizen of the new Earth could possibly learn " namely "never deal with a dragon?.