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The City: 034: Ray

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Ray got the fortunate duty of being the guy that met City Police when they showed up en mass.  Just what he fucking needed, the VR cops.  As far as he was concerned they were set dressing, just like everything else in The City.  They were paper tigers.  Midas security, they were the real thing, with their boot guns and the writ of Midas’s board to do anything they needed to protect the real owners of The City.  Public safety?  What a joke.  Meghan rolled down the window of her cruiser.
“You can’t come in here.  There’s a board meeting.”

The City: 033: Meghan

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A long line of police cars, their sirens blaring, raced out of Headquarters.  They were followed by a smaller fleet of unmarked black vehicles.  They traveled at all possible speed to Midas Corporation Tower, at the heart of The City.  It was not so far from Police Headquarters, but traffic was backed up due to the transit shutdown.  Meghan had the pleasure of listening to the Commissioner swear the entire way.
“Bells, what the fuck does that mean?”  Back at headquarters, an entire squad was puzzling over the prophetic riddle.  They stopped short.  Midas Plaza was blocked off by Security.

The City: 032: Maurice

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City Police Commissioner Maurice Jenkins was the first to press close to the body when it began to whisper.
“The hills, the bay, the valley, the tower.  The Bells!  The bells are sounding.  The clarion call is sounding, and He is drawing the threads together.  He’ll climb Jacob’s Ladder and ascend from fire as the Phoenix.  The City will know its master, and He will be the god of this place.  The bells are sounding…”  The cops all straightened.
“Some hacker messing with us,” Marcy said.  Maurice frowned.
“I’d like to speak with the hacker that made this.  Let’s go.”

The City: 031: Janelle

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In the decorative morgue, the former avatar of Sandra sat upright and looked around. At least, it gave the impression that it was looking around.  It lacked half of its face.  Janelle stepped forward.
“Contact with the user must have been reestablished,” she said.  “Hello, I’m Janelle Smith, with Midas Quality control.  We’d like to talk with out about your user experience.”  The living corpse turned to look at her, and spoke in a robotic voice.
“Change is coming to The City.  Death is coming to The City.  Destruction is coming to The City.”  It collapsed back onto the gurney.

The City: 030: Paulo

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Paulo nodded at the American punk girl.
Do you think the one has to do with the other?  Is Midas screwing with the trains to manipulate the market?
Xue shook her head.
Too expensive.  Midas owns too much of The City to wreck it’s productivity.
Maybe a rival?  Ingmar offered.
The timings too close.  The announcement about the trains came before the sale.
I got a peek at the meeting.  The new CEO’s avatar looked weird.
Weird how?
I don’t know.  Out of sync.  Kind of creepy.
I’ll look into it.  Paulo offered.  He was always trying to impress Dawn.

The City: 029: Nora

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Nora frowned after the cat and sat down on the bench next to Hiro.  She furiously typed into her messenger.  Between the six of them, they spoke ten languages, but there was not one they all shared fluently. So they typed, and used translations to be understood.
Paulo and I had an awful time getting here.  The trains are all shut down.  Nora wrote.
A woman got hit by one. Hiro replied.
Impossible.
Is it?  Dawn typed.  Or is it just so unlikely that it never happened before?  The Man sold out and the trains stop.  No such thing as coincidence.

The City: 028: MacBeth

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MacBeth the Cat sunned himself on an outer wall of Osaka Castle.  He enjoyed the spot because it was always warm and sunny during the day, and there were many small birds and squirrels to chase.  Below him, a crowd of humans, teenagers, he noted, was gathering.  Lazily, he cataloged and recorded their identities and conversation.  He wasn’t listening, but the recording went on automatically.  A pair of additional humans climbed the steps and joined the group.  A female, identified as Nora O’Reilly, location: Donegal, Ireland, reached up a hand to pet him.  He hissed, and bounded into the grass.

The City: 027: Renee

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The shoebox apartment wasn’t much to look at.  It didn’t even have a window.  It was just a single light bulb, a card table, and a phone.  The only thing she had to look at was Norm pacing and mumbling to himself three feet away.  She knew enough about virtual architecture to know that this room could be any dimensions, filled with whatever they could imagine.  But they needed to remain anonymous and inconspicuous.  Breaking The City’s rules would bring notice.  The phone rang and she answered.
“I understand.  The meeting’s tonight.  You know where.”  She hung up.  “Frank’s in.”

The City: 026: Nick

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After Julia cleared him to leave, Frank still had to meet with his manager, Nick.  He was in no mood to deal with the weaselly paper pusher.
“How the hell could you screw up like this, Frank?”  The little toad asked.
“She shouldn’t have been able to do that.  I was going the right speed.”
“But you hit her anyway, just like you hit that kid…”  Frank got up and decked him.  His avatar registered the hit and collapsed.  Nick didn’t feel it, though.  Frank was too angry to care.
“That was the last straw, Dumbass!  You’re suspended, without pay!”

The City: 25: Marcy

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Marcy, along with Commissioner Jenkins and a delegation of IT and QA people met Julia and the corpse in the City Morgue.  As far as she knew, it was the first time it had ever been used.  After pleasantries, one of them played coroner and conducted a thorough examination.  Aside from its already missing head, the corpse remained intact.
“Well, it’s certainly malicious code,” he said.
“Can you ID her?” Marcy asked.
“No, her credentials have been scrambled.  This is nasty stuff.”
“Can we boot the user?” Jenkins asked.
“The eject code isn’t responding.”
And then the corpse sat upright.

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