| From: | Timothy Skirvin <tskirvin@********.UNI.UIUC.EDU> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | Hack |
| Date: | Wed, 20 Apr 1994 13:11:11 -0500 |
>>>>>[Quickling, nice little stunt you pulled last
night.]<<<<<
-- Hack <No T/D>
*****Private: Hack
>>>>>[What the...who the hell are you?]<<<<<
-- Quickling <12:38:57/04-20-55>
*****Private: Quickling
>>>>>[Surely you remember me, Quickling. Last night, in the
Matrix...that was fun, wasn't it?]<<<<<
-- Hack <No T/D>
*****Private: Hack
>>>>>[What the hell are you talking about?]<<<<<
-- Quickling <12:39:42/04-20-55>
*****Private: Quickling
>>>>>[Come now. You know what you did. Want a visual?
*****Video Link Upload
Scene: The Yamatetsu Matrix. A female mage is floating near a
datastore, looking intently for something (Quickling).
The woman talks into her coat.
Quickling: Solonus, you there?
<from her coat comes another voice, sounding computer generated>
Solonus: Yeah, I'm here. I got your site covered. You ought to be
alright, I'll keep you alive if need be.
Quickling: Just be careful. And watch my body, I don't want to get
fried...
Solonus: Got it. Glad my terminal can help out here...
Quickling: Yeah, so am I. I'm shutting off the link for now...
<The woman floats around a little more. She sees an an entrance to a
datastore, finally, guarded by some IC. The IC does not see her.>
Quickling: <too herself> Frag! This Ice is nice...this could be a
problem. <she flicks the link back on> Solonus, I think I found a place
that it could be. It's majorly guarded. This could be trouble. I'm
going in.
Solonus: Be careful. Go in carefully.
Quickling: Got it.
<Quickling identifies the IC as powerful Barrier IC.>
Quickling: I'm cracking it...cracked. <suddenly a wolf flies out from
behind it> FRAG!!! Solonus, you're going to have to take it. Trace
and Report coming your way.
Solonus: Got it. Here he comes now <sounds of some interference> Got
the fragger! Nice one, too...
Quickling: Thanks. That ought to help out here. I'm going in...
<Quickling now enters the Datastore. All around are piles and piles of
data>
Quickling: Solonus, I'm in. Lots of stuff...I'm loading my Browse
program...this could take time.
Solonus: Got it. Be careful...this is important stuff. And don't take
any more than you need, alright?
Quickling: Fine.
<Several minutes pass, seemingly without incident. Quickling looks
relieved that no alarm was set off when the Barrier IC went down. She
continues to search.>
Quickling: <suddenly> Got something! It mentions your father a few
times, and it's the only file that's done that yet. I'm downloading it
now...frag, this thing's big!
Solonus: What, no IC on it?
Quickling: Not that I could see...
<An icon comes into the room. It looks like a cyborg, half-man and
half-machine. In his hands is what looks like an assault cannon.>
Icon: Stop what you are doing. NOW.
Quickling: I've been spotted! Still have a few seconds to go on this
file...
<The icon fires the assault cannon at Quickling. Quickling's arm seems
to have been completely blown off>
Quickling: Frag! I'm being attacked...loading attack program now!
<As the icon readies another attack, Quickling loads an attack program.
A fireball springs from her fingers, and strikes the icon dead on. No
damage is evident on the icon's body>
Quickling: What the hell? No damage?
<The icon fires again. Quickling stops part of the assault, but is hit
again for minor damage>
Icon: Surrender!
Quickling: Solonus, I need help! If you can get here fast, I can
probably get the file! Distract him!
Solonus: I'm coming!
<the icon drops his current weapon>
Icon: Surrender or die. NOW.
Quickling: Frag off! <she hurls another attack program at the icon, as
she loads up a healing program. Suddenly, a scalpel appears in the
icon's hand>
Icon: Then die. Your choice. <he advances with the scalpel. He strikes
her with it on her arm, and she is frozen.>
Icon: This scalpel is experimental. I don't know what it's going to do
with your mind. But it will do something.
Do you have any last words?
<Quickling's mouth is unfrozen for a second>
Quickling: Yes. Who the hell are you?
Icon: I work for Yamatetsu. That is all you need to know. Farewell.
<The icon raises the scalpel to strike. Suddenly, what looks like a
pistol round hits the icon in the back>
<Solonus, with his icon of an elven mage, holds a smoking pistol. He
throws it to the ground>
Solonus: Quickling! Do you have the file?
Quickling: JACK ME OUT!!
<Solonus' icon suddenly disappears. The icon, that has swung towards
him, realizes what is happening>
Icon: We shall meet again, female. Congratulations on surviving.
<Quickling disappears suddenly>
*****End Video Feed
There, was that familiar enough for you, Quickling?]<<<<<
-- Hack <No T/D>
*****Private: Hack
>>>>>[That was you, wasn't it? Do you know what you did to my fragging
mind?]<<<<<
-- Quickling <13:05:59/04-20-55>
*****Private: Quickling
>>>>>[Yes I do. And I would advise that you stay out of that area for a
long time.
I will keep in touch, Quickling.]<<<<<
-- Hack <No T/D>
*****Private: Hack
>>>>>[Get back here, you fragger!]<<<<<
-- Quickling <13:07:59/04-20-55>
*****Private: Solonus and Jack
>>>>>[You're on, aren't you? You know what happened last night?
I think that the trace wasn't stopped.
This could be bad. I'll tell you the details tonight.
Gods, I wish that the information had been the correct information.
Nice decoy, but it fragging near cost me my life...]<<<<<
-- Quickling <13:09:01/04-20-55>
*****Private: Quickling
>>>>>[I'll be there. Sorry if everything didn't work...
The information wasn't it? Frag!]<<<<<
-- Solonus <13:09:47/04-20-55>
