Alterations for Neon Virus (I)

SPOILERS AHEAD!

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Seems those wanna-be zombies are not the only problem in Neon Virus…

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Mikaere’s slug got him in the rib cage, flinging him through the room. What had once been a bloke dreaming of a better life as a hacker, a programmer, a pro-gamer, was battered into the dispenser and left wheezing on the ground before it.

is changed into:

Mikaere’s slug got him in the rib cage, knocking him off balance. What had once been a bloke dreaming of a better life as a hacker, a programmer, a pro-gamer, stumbled back into the dispenser and slumped wheezing onto the ground before it.

Attention, K-Mart Shoppers!

I am currently finding myself in the situation of having to ask a small favour from anyone amongst my readers or site visitors who are on Facebook and comfortable with having their FB account indirectly associated with one of my stories.

I would like to use lovetina0726‘s artwork “Rise of AI” as illustration for Neon Virus, yet have failed to contact the artist so far. If one of you could drop him a short message to check his Deviant Art inbox or this page, I would be much obliged:

https://www.facebook.com/brucejuniorartworld

I myself am not on Facebook, and since I keep my smut strictly separated from my everyday private and professional life I am unwilling to ask RL friends or colleagues.

If you are able to help out, please leave a comment below beforehand, so lovetina0726/brucejunior won’t receive multiple redundant messages.

Thanks in advance!

Neon Virus

Neon Virus

Inspired by lovetina0726‘s artwork “Raise of AI“

Data. Pure data. The good shit.

Respawn had switched from keyboard to neuronal interface. And although the screen before him blackened on command of a thought, he saw – far beyond the abilities of the human retina.

How many colours do you need to taste the source code?

He navigated with ease as algorithms solidified in his mind, binary values became tactile to the nerves of his fingertips. As his consciousness pushed on, a weighing sensation closed in on him, not unlike the hint of a claustrophobic episode. That fucking Polak had skimped on bandwidth again!