ZMACK // CYBER ZONE // Jack In Or Jack Off

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          "The future is already here - it's just not evenly distributed"

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>> JACK IN

>> EXTERNAL NODES

>> CONSTRUCTS

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The sky above the port was the color of a dead pixel, tuned to a mass of corrupted data. You have jacked into the personal node of ZMACK - console cowboy, code samurai, and unlicensed freeware distributor operating somewhere in the sprawl between meatspace and the infinite black mirror of the Metaverse.

This humble construct exists on a server humming in a refrigerated cage, stacked in some forgotten franchise territory where the neon never stops bleeding and the data never stops flowing. I sling code like Hiro slings katanas - with precision, style, and occasionally catastrophic consequences for nearby megacorp infrastructure.

Your avatar has successfully penetrated the first layer of my personal cyberspace architecture. No hostile constructs detected. You're welcome to jack in, look around, and download whatever isn't nailed down. The Mafia-controlled pizza delivery drones can't reach you here.

>>> INCOMING TRANSMISSION: Neural interface detected. Check out FRETTY - a construct for training your meat-fingers on stringed instruments.

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Last Sync:
2026.01 [CHIBA TIME]

Recommended Deck:
Ono-Sendai Cyberspace 7
1024x768 neural res

Current Status:
[JACKED IN]

Digital familiar

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NODE	DESCRIPTION	STATUS
GitHub Construct	Open-source dead drops. Freeware for the people.	[OPEN]
X/Twitter Feed	Unfiltered neural dumps from the sprawl	[LIVE]
Last.fm Simstim	Audio sensory data currently being processed	[STREAMING]

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CONSTRUCT	SIZE	TIMESTAMP	PURPOSE
fretty/	<DIR>	2024.01.15	Meat-hand dexterity trainer for analog string interfaces
future_constructs.dat	0x00	????-??-??	[ENCRYPTED] // Awaiting sufficient street cred to decrypt
zaibatsu_firewall_bypass.exe	???	REDACTED	You didn't see this. Keep scrolling, chummer.

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>>> GREETZ going out to all the razor girls and console cowboys in the sprawl ... the deck jockeys running cold through zaibatsu firewalls ... the street samurai with smartgun links and mirror shades ... the Deliverators pushing pies at mach speed through the burbclaves ... the construct ghosts still haunting dead servers ... to everyone who remembers when cyberspace was a consensual hallucination and not a surveillance apparatus ... the future is already here, it's just not evenly distributed ... stay frosty, chummers ... case out ... <<<

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This node is not affiliated with any megacorp, zaibatsu, franchulate, or burbclave. The Metaverse Consortium has not approved this content. Uncle Enzo's Pizza has no jurisdiction here. Any resemblance to persons living, dead, or existing as ROM constructs is purely coincidental. Remember: the street finds its own uses for things.