Cyberhacker
‘Shit man, this is the grooviest new version of a cyberhacking I ever did see’ Mojo said. Greek gave a hollow laugh as he scanned the hacked hand of Elsha…
Cyberpunk Still Ain't Dead
I loved Bluefish's Challenge. It opened so many writers up to the genre of cyberpunk. There are so many awesome cyberpunk stories, created for the adhd tech savvy substance abuse riddled youth of today. The genre really indicts mankind's ability to make anything sinful. I love it. *RULES* Write a cyberpunk story in one ficlet. Be awesome. Stay true to the genre. If you plan on winning make sure you read and comment on every other story in the challenge. Entries who only wrote one and didn't read anyone else's will not even be considered, in the words of Harry Tuttle renegade air conditioner repairman, "We're all in this together." For an example of *AWESOME* cyberpunk, read the short story _Burning Chrome_ by William Gibson. If you don't have access contact me and i will be glad to send you the ebook through your email free of charge, its that good. This challenge will be judged By _Chakatreatmentsinthehouse (Loa) fools_ on the seventh of september.
Challengers
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I stand myself up at the end of a long valley. It is truly something awful; I barely manage to stand under the weight of my metal trappings. The sky is a…
Breaching the Stronghold
The multinational megacorporations rose high above the city, bastions of wealth and corruptions in a sea of impoverished masses. But nobody realized just how…
Seeking Guyus. [Cyberpunk Challenge]
“You look awesome tonight, Link,” Merc was licking his chops through the OcWave. “You’re just saying that because your implant is faulty,” Link cooed. “I’ll…
Animal Magic
Nobody notices a dead ‘droid. When an InfoTech 8000 falls 56 storeys from a Sect-Designated building, everybody’s too busy watching their own shuffling feet to…
Next Breed of Thief
The streets were neon lit to high noon; still not many dared travel them after dark. Only a disturbance would arouse a few from their ports. I stood in a dim…
The Sacrifice
I bought a Marlboro Red Soda, took two drags off a cigarette, and headed into the hot-house. They called em hot-houses because when you Jacked in you had no…
What the Hell is this?!
They heard a noise. Someone was coming upstairs. “You said your wife was out of town,” she said, almost emotionless. “She is.... I think.” he said, struggling…
The Messenger
Hermes is smoking, leaning against the door and watching me work. Every so often the door glitches, a sharp blue judder than runs around the frame, reminding…
Kill Code
He is trying to kill me. He made me everything I am. It’s been some time now since he first turned me on to the world. I was once merely stumbling around in a…