CATTY CO had taken over the world, this Planet Q of not Earth system, not Orion system, but elsewhere. A nobody planet, backwoods as described by one of our protagonists Michelangelo. A corporation larger than any in Cyberpunk 2077. 95% of all fits comfortably in its iron fisted hand. It was up to Okama to save. He saved his work to the external hard drive so he can easily switch from one 13 year old computer to another residing side by side on his desk. Done for the night.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0303, C2077, Jeogeot, Kidd Tower, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Planet Q, Xilted
“So the other one held on to her apple, the chick with the red dress I also saw just earlier. Redd I’ll call her.”
“Redd, huh,” he said back while I was on my back. Couch. Psychiatrist. Clyde.
“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking.” They’d talked about a woman named Redd before. Hooker. Backseat. On his back again, getting a b. Just saying what he said.
“What do you think the dropped apple means?” he guides. “Redd holding onto her red one, but the other: butterfingers.”
“Butterfingers, yeah. Just the word *I* was thinking.” They become more in sync with each other as the session goes on. 2:54. This one’s almost over. Not untypical. Now the finish stretch.
“Let’s talk about your book then, Frank Lynn, to close. We have, let’s see (he checks his watch but he doesn’t have an arm, oh well — new one).
“What happened to your *arm*, dawg?” said Frank Lynn, noticing it for the first time since it wasn’t his writing one. Hidden by a writing pad until this new hand gesture revealed it.
“Oh.” He looks down. “Couldn’t bother to screw it on this morning. Just woke up and said, ‘screw it’ to all that… aand we’re down to 5 minutes. Can’t extend because Tom is afterwards. Tom is also a full-timer, in that he completely fills his time with me with words, pages… novels again. Each session is a novel. 4 minutes now; better speak now.”
“Speak speak speak,” says Frank Lynn, getting pretty fed up with the turn. They were soo close! He decides to just start counting down the time. “357… 356… 355.”
“Frank Lynn… please,” mildly scolds the psychiatrist, taking several pills in the gap for his pain. Perhaps the arm, perhaps the army. That shot went directly into the rear instead of the front. Back to front. But he survived to die another day.
“345… 344,” he continued.
“339?” Clyde said after 5 more, pills deep in the gullet now, about to enter the stomach. Then, just like that, they were back on the planet, walking through the tall grass, green and not any other color. Like it could be — out there. Just as it flipped all the cards were over. Tom already had one shoe in the door.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0302, California, GTA, Schrodinger VIIIa, Starfield
“They’re going to kill us all. If we don’t shape up.”
“Aliens?” I said, understanding the nature of the silver robot in the window.
“AI!” TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0216, California, Google Street View
https://gta.fandom.com/wiki/Mirror_Park
Mirror Park, like the rest of East Vinewood, is home to post-ironic hipsters driving Issis and drinking Bean Machine coffee. The area is based on Echo Park and Silver Lake in Los Angeles, known for having a high concentration of hipsters in residence.
“As you can see from the map, the railroad passes directly beneath Mirror Lake which is the equivalent of Silver Lake according to the gta fandom wiki. But where it passes under may not be exactly the center of the video in question — a little more toward its beginning as I’m eyeing it right now. Soo. We need to go back. Where exactly is this silver band passed back to its creator?”
A little later:
“Okama, how are you on drinking coffee? Do you like the beans? Can you handle sitting in a coffee shop all day observing what goes on outside the windows?”
Okama had found his element. “Sign me up!” he responded as fast as humanly possible. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0215, California
“If you look at these 2 maps of Jeogeot pre-channel (left) and Jeogeot post-channel (right), you’ll see that the pre-channel version is much more populated. Look at how the map is so busy compared to that later version. Depopulation; deenergizing. Our Second Lyfe was at its peak pre-channel. Winking out the Korean Channel sims one by one by one, Andie is beckoning us back into the spacecraft to a fulfilled past, absorbing the potentially harmful element of blue into her body.”
“Body,” Shelley mutters half to herself, thinking of her own. Pink all around. She’s decided that Silver would do just fine for a name of their fledgling band per Okama’s suggestion. No Mosquitoes atall. They’ve decided to end the buzz to all that. Private is better. They can work in the shadows to succeed in their Earthly roles. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0214, California, Jeogeot, Kidd Tower, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS
https://bakerbloch.wordpress.com/2024/04/03/00420410/
Miraculously, we have somehow reached the end of LSD Dream Emulator — day 365 — and its final cutscene video. A translucent, black and white Linen appears in front of a volcano and starts jiggling and vibrating (oscillating) as a red ball goes round and round…
… until the thing explodes.
Then the letter “I” forms over the top of the erupted mountain to emphasize that the Korean Channel is once again involved.
Because this is the I sim of Ichelus, also with an active volcano. Catty-corner to Orgamast, which we’ve already talked about. Can’t be chance in my opinion. End of LSD. Climax of thing.
—–
He stares up at the sim of Ichelus below Zebrasil in the present, understanding now that its “folding back” away from the 2d source map breaks the catty-corner relationship with fellow Korean Channel sim Orgamast. Catty-Corner… CATTY CO of “Tamala 2010: A Punk Cat in Space”. Obviously related to all this too, he thinks. A breaking away from that as well? Anyway (he continues to ponder), this is a fulfillment of my Alphabetical Orgasm from way way back, a kind of ur creation, another start of it all. *I* made this.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0213, Jeogeot, Kidd Tower, LSD, Planet Q, Xilted
“*Found* you you mini f-cking crop circle or sumtin.”
—–
“Now to find out what’s *really* Under The Silver Lake. Train tracks pass right through below!”
entrance
exit
middle
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0212, California, GTA
Here’s the end of the dirt trail. Let’s keep going… to see what’s beyond.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0211, California, GTA
Sunklands 