| From: | "Brian E. Angliss" <ANGLISS@***.PSU.EDU> |
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| Subject: | Goodbye, all... |
| Date: | Sun, 6 Feb 1994 23:36:17 -0500 |
*****Timed for release currently. Delay time: 24.7 hours
>>>>>[I don't know if I am dead when you read this, all, but if so, then so
be
it. And if not, I will be back eventually. But as I am releasing this before
you attack my home in Seattle, I don't as yet know. I shall go on the
assumption that I am now dead, and you are all feeling rather ill, however you
are(but I certainly hope certain individuals were personally involved. I shall
address them individually later).
Proof of my death should not be difficult. However, no-one knows my DNA
signature, so either a retinal scan, or a print scan should provide the
necessary proof. Also, I suggest that you have Solitaire take the deck in my
room to Mycroft and Dodger, the designers. You are probably wondering how I
could get them to do my dirty work for me, and all I can say is that they don't
enjoy having thier accumulated dirty laundry aired for public viewing. It was
really rather disappointing that I couldn't find them physically afterward, as
this would have kept the backdoors out of Solitaire's hands. But that is now
ancient history.
Raven, I'm afraid that you have lost. While I did not die of old age and thus
cannot fairly say I won(by my own standards, at least), I have denyed you the
luxury of a long life as well. And even if you do succeed in surviving the
disease I have given you, you will not likely enjoy being hunted as a mass
murderer of half of Redmond. In many ways you and I are exactly alike, much as
Solitaire and I are, just different in that you still believe in the flawed
notion of honor. Well, that's your loss and my gain. Enjoy prison, if you
even make it there.
Coyote, you're programming skills need improvement. Badly. But you show
promise, more than most of the rest of the deckers. You have a blatant
disregard for caution that will most likely be fatal(unless you are like
Solitaire, of course) and the promise of a good student. It is rather
disappointing that I will not be around to teach you all you need to know, and
to purge your mind of all that you don't.
IBA: I really hope you participated in the attack, as it would be poetic
justice for one of my traps or one of my pet gangers(the Thugs, named after
your reference of course) was to take down a "true" runner, and I use runner
in the strictest of terms, as one who runs. It's rather too bad we shall never
again meet upon the fields of electrons and photons we call the Matrix.
CRUSH, to throw the table through the wall required a feat of strength that few
could have duplicated, or would have wanted too. It is indeed too bad that
Spirit couldn't have been there to see it, maybe even have been hit by it. If
you want to see how I viewed her in the Matrix, feel free to plug into the
deck, or plug it into a trid screen if you fear traps, and call up SPIRIT. And
you will find, over time, that my demonic vision of her is quite accurate.
And finally Solitaire. My dear, it is totally ironic that you were in Denver
when I died. It is the final failure to a ruined life and mind that you were
unable to kill me yourself. And fear not for your precious Central. I never
got beyond locating it in Denver somewhere. But someone else will find it
for me, and you and your friends will fall, finally and totally, unlike the
collapse when Mil Tech self-destructed. Just remember me when that happens, my
dear, and think of me as you rot in yet another mental institution or a jail,
awaiting trial for all the crimes you have committed against humanity.
Well, I've said all I had planned to as a pre-obituary/post-mortem message.
Just remember: If I'm not dead(and I don't know if I am or not-I hope I am),
then I will be back, stronger than ever, more dangerous, and with a better deck
without backdoor programs written into it. And you had better hope I am, as I
will continue to make your lives miserable if I'm not. Happy nightmares, one
and all.]<<<<<
-- Dante(delayed too:23:37:55/02-06-55)
