– Mthini (Ghost Inc.) says that he doesn't give three shades of shit if Toby ‹FULL NAME REDACTED AT REQUEST OF CORPORATE RELATIONS DIVISION› is an official brand ambassador or not. He is clearly a by-product of the branding program.
– Brown (Inatec) asks Dyonashe (Inatec) if it is possible that a nonbrand ambassador could have been subject to cellular level branding.
– SILENCE (17 secs) during which Dyonashe (Inatec) flips through the print-outs in front of him.
– Dyonashe (Inatec) says that he cannot answer fully, as the branding brief contained elements that were classified at level A++. However, the therapies involved did have a contagious component, as specifically requested by Ghost Inc.
– IMPOSSIBLE TO PARSE NEXT SECTION. Multiple persons speaking simultaneously. (23 secs).
– Brown (Inatec) asks if he is correct in understanding that Ghost Inc. and Inatec Biologica have been collaborating on an infectious virus to spread addiction to a soft drink.
– Mthini (Ghost Inc.) demands silence, as no one in the room has clearance to speculate on company policy.
– Zono (Vukani Media) asks when Vukani Media was going to be notified about this.
– Du Plessis (Actisponse) activates a taser-nightstick.
– SILENCE. (4 secs).
– Mthini (Ghost Inc.) tells everyone to focus on the matter at hand, which is that Toby ‹FULL NAME REDACTED AT REQUEST OF CORPORATE RELATIONS DIVISION› is damaging the Ghost brand.
– Du Plessis (Actisponse) offers his company's expertise in swift and discrete removal of individuals.
– Mthini (Ghost Inc.) explains that Toby ‹FULL NAME REDACTED AT REQUEST OF CORPORATE RELATIONS DIVISION› has important family connections. Removing him would risk upsetting the monopolistic détente.
– Dyonashe (Inatec) asks if he can offer a solution. Mthini (Ghost Inc.) grants him the floor.
– Dyonashe (Inatec) explains that people who are modified by the Ghost branding are not addicted to Ghost per se, but to specific marker chemicals that are not found in any other drink. If another drink could be made with stronger concentrations of those chemicals, the brand ambassadors would almost certainly switch allegiance. – Du Plessis (Actisponse) suggests that they mix the marker chemicals with cyanide.
– Dyonashe (Inatec) proposes a new beverage line from Ghost Inc., to lure unsavoury elements away from the brand.
– Zono (Vukani Media) suggests that Ghost Inc. can do better. Toby ‹FULL NAME REDACTED AT REQUEST OF CORPORATE RELATIONS DIVISION› has a wide and influential reach. If Ghost Inc. creates a new drink, they can play off Toby's bad-boy image and underground fan base to get an immediate consumer following. A whole new brand could be created around Toby.
– Mthini (Ghost Inc.) says he will propose the idea to his superiors.
– Zono (Vukani Media) suggests the brand names "Ghost – Barbed Wire" or "Ghost – Battery Acid", and requests a royalty fee if either brand name is used.
– Brown (Inatec) points out that using Toby as a brand icon will upset the carefully cultivated social landscape.
– Mthini (Ghost Inc.) agrees that Toby as a mainstream icon could trigger a new wave of counter-culture, and such waves are notoriously difficult for corporations to steer. A new counter-culture would be extremely damaging for all the companies who are gearing their products towards a conservative and homogenous youth culture.
– Zono (Vukani Media) agrees that it's true, but it will only be damaging for the companies that aren't ready for it, and Ghost Inc., Vukani Media, Actisponse and Inatec will be. As long as this meeting remains confidential, the four companies will be the only ones prepared for a youth culture upheaval. They will be prepared to gear their products towards a cynical, hedonistic, antisocial culture. While others companies fall, they will ride Toby's wave into a bright and glorious future. And if Toby wants to throw Molotov cocktails, they'll be right there to sell them to him.
@nother // Bryan Steele
››SysRun: Pluslife
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››Pluslife/Cnapce online ››Enter Password
My mates, both IRL and streaming, always say that a persona's password needs to be special and private. Something different for every account or prog. Something that no one will ever be able to acci-hack, especially not some low-tech lifejock with a score to settle with people like me. Yeah, I run my plugins on the bill of some big daddy corporate, but show me a half-cooked simp that wouldn't do the same damn thing if the contract msgd their way.
So yeah, passwords. I have a dodgy memory on the best of days, popping pills just to keep my focus, which makes my having several passwords for my lives a lost cause. So, I keep one password. One, easy to mem, password. It's a joke really, how it came about.
››Password: @nother
From my days of misspent youth. When a prog asked "Enter another password" for sec-proof reasons, I did. I entered "@nother" password. I was a clever little shit. Now I am stuck with it. For all my progs and accounts. SIM, CV, Grande…Pluslife. Especially Pluslife. My "@nother" life.
››Password accepted ››Welcome! to Pluslife, user Cnapce
Pluslife. Where I work. The bigwig queue-cutters and chequechasers that keep me fed and roofed IRL hired me. Some kind of experimental prog that they needed beta'd. Beta'd? More like Omega'd at this point. Two years of running this deal for them, and do I know anything new about the prog? Nope. Not that I care. I'm never jonesing for black-makt shit, my weekly install keeps me sony. I have a roof over my nob in both lives, all paid up and looking swank.
All I have to do is find the users on my daily lister, that's all. The corp feeds me the IDs of Pluslifers and I use this topline tech to hack them out and get my avvie to where they are. It is a sugar deal, really. I get all the time in the box as I want, so long as I'm surfing around for these users, and I get to see the net from all over. Last week I was sifting the code for some user in Kenya handled "And3rson" and I spent most of a day checking Ken-makt. Got a sweet deal on some Twarez for my ma, too. Then And3rson happened by the shopsite and I pulled his plug. The next day, I was in Oslo, skiing the pixel moguls and searching out "Doktor_Mow". They are both disconnect now. That's my gig. Adminning the people on my lister. I sever the links. Go ahead. Call me a wager. Call me a corporate bitchcat. The money is good, and now I don't have to run quests and odd-jobs to get it. And my SIM don't know any difference.
I never know exactly what they did, my listers. I get brief notes, that's all. Illegals, rot-users, corp-debtors, hacktavists or fragged SIMs. But srsly, who cares? I find 'em, meet 'em, then fry 'em. The warez I get to use is toplined now, designer nano, on-site support? What else can a user ask for?
Oh, wait. Today's lister is cooked and inboxing right now.
››Lister 08.099/
›››User ID: CS44 (delinquent account)
›››User ID: cranque (suspected hack)
›››User ID: Malessa77 (account sharing)
›››User ID: LthreethreeT (account sharing)
›››Location: Sydney
Sydney? That's the fucking tops. I've never been. Well, IRL anyways. A good four-pop like this should take me most of the week. Let's see. We get to start off with what? A delinquent account. Old user, probably. They stop paying their bill, get defused, whatever. Their avatar was logged in when they went DQ, so now I get to go clean up the server.
So. Sydney. I'm going to need to blend in. Jeans. Plain shirt. Floppy hat… no, brimmed cap. Yeah, now I look good. I might as well be an outbacker. Well, Pluslifed, anyway. And now, I'm going down under.
››Cnapce/port ››Dest/Sydney//117.CS44