Who needs new Bio plagues, when the old are still around. Hidden in the background of the Covid-19, pandemic, a familiar face pops up, the Bubonic plague. Following a Mongolian outbreak from earlier this year, china’s had to shut down some tourist hotspots. However, there are more waiting in the wings as the Earth heats up.
Continue reading “Jimmy responded “Oh Fuck”, as the round cracked the vials”A Chapter of an upcoming novel (By Rebecca Schmidt)
Bang! Bang! Bang! Startled, Kee jumped, looking up from the page she was colouring at the kitchen table. Someone was at the door. Twisting, she looked behind her to where her sister had disappeared into the bedroom they shared, but she didn’t see her.
Bang! Bang! Bang! More pounding made her gasp, and her hands clenched. The sharp snapping sound of the crayon she’d been holding made her look down at her right hand. Opening her fingers, she stared down at the two broken halves as they fell from her grip to land on the table with a little click, flakes of colour following. It was her favourite colour, the one she always chose first – Leaf Green. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at the broken pieces.
Cyber-Avenger save the city in localized cyberwarfare
Ransomware seams to be a constant threat in the modern world, where hackers just encrypt your hard-drive and demand bitcoin or other digital currency for the key to decipher it. For most people unable to pay they lose data on the drive and have to start again. However, for mission critical business operations, like Hospitals.
It has been estimated to have costed the UK’s National Health Service (NHS), £92 million, in restoring data and systems. In the age of cyberpunk, it may well be cheaper to pay the ransom to recover the critical data. Which ever way the chips fall, it seems likely that various parts of the city may fail from data-corrupted infrastructure.
For the locals on the street is can be a mixed bag. On the one side, an attack on the Metro’s ticketing system causes a charge of $0. Although people will have to wait for the trains to come back online. However, having a power surge wipe out 5 city blocks in the height of summer is going to cost lives. As people slowly cook while trapped inside during the heatwave.
It’s in this environment that something like this might happen, The Cyber-Avengers Protecting Hospitals From Ransomware. A new form of vigilante group that helps protect the city. Facing off against cyber-criminals or the fallout from the latest covert corporate exchange.
Clone Insurance part IV
I sat upright with a violent jerk. I knew I had just been cloned. My lungs always had a wet feeling to them… I clutched my chest. I had been shot, I was bleeding—my mind echoed the pain. I couldn’t breathe. I shook with emotion, remembering my own death. Jodie died in the explosion and someone shot me on the oilrig.
I had been dying just a moment ago; I looked down at my finger, hooked still trying to carry out the last order given to it. Pull the pin.Â
Continue reading “Clone Insurance part IV”The evolution of the AI Overlords
As we work towards the singularity, where Machine-consciousness will overtake the human one. So to help wrap our brains around this concept, we need to have a closer look at the areas of AI research and some applications. So just quick review and then looking at how to use it.
Continue reading “The evolution of the AI Overlords”Tech absorbs the opposition
The battle lines are drawn between the corporate tech giants and a group of hackers. Although, looking at Wikipedia the group isn’t so small at a quarter of a million and it’s more of a community. So how does tech deal with this?
Continue reading “Tech absorbs the opposition”What does the revolution look like
Sir David Attenborough breaks Jennifer Aniston’s Instagram record for fastest time to reach one million followers. … with quiet words he describes the problems our world is facing … Is it time for a revolution and what would that look like?
Continue reading “What does the revolution look like”Clone Insurance Part III
I placed the electrodes on my scalp and gave myself a sedative. I would sleep and the computer would map out the memories. It took several hours so it was best to do it overnight. I’d wake up in the morning snug in my own bed and I’d have a current backup. No worries. I wanted to make sure I had it up to date, the Yakuza job was tomorrow night.
Continue reading “Clone Insurance Part III”Breather deep with MicroAir
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Dreaming in Infrared
by Marcus Pregent
I can’t feel my legs anymore. But then, I quit feeling pretty much anything eons ago. I lay here against a cold brick building in an alley with graffiti-covered walls. The tinkling sound of hydraulic fluid leaking out of my now useless legs roars in my hyper-amplified ears. I’m bathed in light; red, blue, and pulsing like the slowing of my heartbeat. Funny how things get clearer the closer to death you get…
I’m not sure when it was exactly that the tech addiction set in. All I do know is that it’s been a mad monkey on my back for longer than I care to think about. Perhaps it was that skinwatch or maybe it was the neural processor and interface plugs. All I wanted was to get that promotion at work, at first. Sooner than I could’ve thought possible that lead to criminal activity to fund my habit. Once I’d gotten a taste of the Net, I had to have more! I mean direct, neural interface, not through some lame VR goggles. The power and feel of the new tech ‘neath my skin was too powerful to escape. It made crystal meth look like Sanka.
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