Category Archives: C2077

00520213 (primary colors)

I stared at the blue screen at the center of it all, knowing what came before, what came after. The Game.

The Creator.

“Are you he?” I again confront Zebra also at the center, forwards facing white still in front here and backwards facing black still in back yacking on his phone. I had a right to know, not be left behind.

Lips still zipped? Maybe he told me what was going on without speaking. To be continued?

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“Huh. 1st you’re at Dandelion’s over in Vista Del Rey and then downstairs here at the Port Cafe just a minute ago (35:45) and now here (41:15). What gives?”

“Get away from me. *Right*…*now*.”

Center between his two Port Cafe manifestations (38:30), highlighting Key Woman.

Actual center of 1:16:36 video (38:18) featuring the same gal. “Get away from me you creep,” she says similarly to, um, White Dude just a little later on. White Zebra?

And we’ve seen that other guy before too directly staring at the camera, associated with a center from yet another video. Huh indeed.

We called him Madison then. Madison Perez. Is this correct? Potential future mayor of Night City?

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“I was told to meet you at the center. So here I am. White on one side, black on the other. I’ve checked twice.”

“Hmm,” he said, turning away from me and facing forward again. “Let me think about it.” And that’s all there was to it. This Zebra both black and white, yin and yang, had said his part, information *sealed*… back up. Zipped (lips).

I didn’t interact with black directly, i.e., make eye contact with him like the others, but I could tell he was also keeping tabs by the drink in one hand and the phone most likely connected to the powers that be in the other. About the same distance on the other side of the zipped and sealed Zebra as white was at the front. Same solid colored suit and fedora hat. How I figured out they were united.

Where we were (center).

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00520103 (77/77/77)

“So we’re here. Solidly in Ban(d)ana. Then orange rolling all around that, just outside these 4 walls somewhere. Out *there*.”

“Then apple — apples,” he completes. “*Way* out there.”

“Or in here.” Shelley points to her heart.

—–

“You know there’s only one thing to do to solve the cave issue. We talked about this before. I know it seems wrong–”

“Armoire,” she cut him off, envisioning what she had to accomplish in her mind as well as body. Two in one.

“Dripping Springs.”

About a week later:

“Come, Daisy. Come into the future little bambino’s room. In the meantime…”

“Oh *Frank*. How *sweet*!”

She kissed him full on the lips, then stared over his shoulder at the armoire while hugging him, realizing it was different from before. It turned out to be a stupid armoire. With stupid animations. Smart. Not very smart. “I felt it was all I could afford,” he tried to defend himself after the switch was called out. “Do you know how much *yours* cost?” But he ended up getting it anyway. If not: no little bambino ever, boy with blue eyes, girl with green eyes, whatever.

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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. 96.725% 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.

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He’d finished the so-called Game of Life, retirement reached and final paycheck secured. But thanks to a state pension the Paydays keep coming in the game *after* Life, what we can call this Afterlife after the place Newt’s arcade here is located, already seen earlier in section 06.

Yes, we’ve returned to the subject of Omega, as in Our Second Lyfe continent this time. Here we have not as much a second life per se but just the second *half* of life, taking into account all the extra time one has, the overall quality of that increased time raised due to getting the right amount of exercise, sleep, so on. Right foods. Not wasting away in an ultimately dead job going nowhere. Going *somewhere* now. To death? Sure, but really having a lot of fun along the way. Exploring a true calling, my actual job all along, waiting for me at “the end”. So to me, the game called LIFE only has it half right. And also Second Life too, which is just a game nested in Real Life.

“Have a good 1st day of the rest of your life, sir,” spoke arcade attendant Charise, knowing what he just played.

“I sure will!”

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Just as an experiment, I set up a duplicate Frank’s Moving Castle on cheap rental land at New Island.

We’ve already had an interesting visitor.

And I love this blue-green pool stretching out for about 150 meters behind it from the direction of the road it’s on. I’m tempted to call the palm rimmed body of water Little Alamo.

1st things 1st. Carefully *carefully* explore the sim it’s in and then work out from there. Another interesting property for sure here is one called Afterlife, featuring a namesake club 2000 meters in the sky alongside a game arcade and a bar (notice “Night City” on its front).

Andie — the visitor I mentioned before — decided to accompany me on my explorations tonight. Said she has no choice, *I* had no choice. She also called herself “the chaperone” at one point in our conversations. After learning more details about my situation, she suggested that I retain my properties in Nawt Vaya but the castle can roam. Like it was built for, I realized, built into its name; Frank’s *Moving* Castle, after all. This could be the first relocation of several. TBC

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But we’ve kind of already been here before with Cyberpunk 2077’s US Cracks, similarly a 3 girl band with color emphasized in their names, Blue (Moon) Red (Menace) Purple (Force) to match Shelley’s Pink Pink Pink. And if you combine their blue and red and purple you get pretty close to pink through magenta, like in the light spectrum. Japanese girls too, remembering that XXX Dream is owned by a user who only speaks such. Let’s investigate this resonance further…

—-

“I couldn’t even take a *bath* without the paparazzi hounding me up there in that Japanese hell. I wanted out. And so I started slapping myself while still sleeping, over and over. Cheeks turning red… redder… reddest. It wakes me up but I realize the dream slapping doesn’t carry over into reality slapping, thankfully. No pain. No red. The three part dream where I’m Pink Pink and Pink is *done*, band manager Wendell Biff Carter. Capisce?”

All Biff could do was nod. They’d made triple the money they would have collected groundside. He knew to cut ties while the going was good. Back to Earth. TBC


“Get out, get… OUT!”

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00500116 (eyes attached)

This is *wrong*. So wrong that I almost skipped over it. Frank’s Moving Castle. AI!

Let’s start over again, then…

Under The Silver Lake.

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00490102 (simultaneity)

Tree tattoo, front and back — no crack.

Which leads us to… these side-by-side pictures of the 2 very different appearing and acting Dennis the Menaces both emerging in our world on the same date of March 12, 1951, US and UK style…

https://www.plagiarismtoday.com/2010/10/18/the-odd-case-of-dennis-the-menace/

1951 must have been a very bad year to be named Dennis.

The reason is because on March 12 of that year two separate comics entitled Dennis the Menace went on sale, one in the UK, one in the U.S (Note: The UK version is dated March 15 but actually went on sale on March 12).

The UK comic Dennis, which first appeared in Beano #452, was created by David Law and published by D.C. Thomson as a comic strip inside a popular comedy comic book. It’s U.S. counterpart was created by Hank Ketcham and initially distributed by Post-Hall Syndicate as a syndicated comic strip for newspapers.

Though, based on this simple fact, many draw the conclusion that one of the two creators had to have plagiarized the other, it’s become clear that simply wasn’t the case. Not only did the two creators have no way of knowing what the other was working on, but the two characters are actually extremely different. The UK version is a true menace, a mean-spirited boy who likes to cause trouble, and the U.S. version is happy-go-lucky child that causes trouble without intending to.

US and UK happen to be the prefixes of two separate but directly related Cracks in this here blog and attached photo-novels, the first, US Cracks, a “real” band from the Cyberpunk 2077 game with a name derived from the expression “ass cracks”, and the second, UK Cracks, my reimaged and repurposed US Cracks headlined by a Blue Moon Kentucky instead of a Blue Moon period

Red anyone?


Blue Moon and Red Menace (and “divide the difference” Purple Force) of US Cracks

Simultaneously appearing US and UK versions of Dennis the Menace discussed in a 2010 *”Cracked”* article:

https://www.cracked.com/article_18788_the-5-most-mind-blowing-coincidences-all-time.html

Let’s switch back to Frank Lynn’s giant, mobile or wannbe-mobile castle home in the sky over in Jeogeot’s Nawt Vaya (Free State) for the next one, specifically its only bathroom, pre-Daisy Flathead 2nd date condition, he he.

Here he’s ogling “Xxxmas Belles” magazine’s 2025 centerfold beside an attempted 666 coverup of 3 more cracks — didn’t quite work this time unlike for the first picture of this blog post. “Damn, Miss Mistletoe you demon,” he says to the spread out centerfold before him. “I’m truly gonna miss you. But I have new lips to smooch. Better pull out my phone and call Daisy.”

Which returns us to Kentucky… TBC

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