#harvard pubence the president of cops

[tenobelisk]

"And they do sex stuff up there as well."

I wanna read this so bad

[bisexualbaker]

Okay, I'm describing this because no one should be left out of it.

[Image: The back of a paperback book. The first sentence is in 8-bit looking blue text, as is the final one; on the lower left corner is a robot hand holding a weird gun. The letter "T" at the start of the blurb is sky blue and has a fuchsia zig-zag on it reminiscent of a particular brand of paper cups. Transcript of the blurb follows.]

A Tale of Future Crime!

The year is 2094. The month is Compuary, which is a new cyber-month they added just for doing hacker stuff. The bio-scum of Circuit City festers under the iron fist of Consolidated Omnibiotics and its army of synthoid enforcers. At the city's peak, under the crystal dome, incredibly wealthy and genetically immortal CEOs call shots and pull strings. And they do sex stuff up there as well Down here in the Dirt District, the rest of us scrape by swapping garbage and doing crazy future drugs called stuff like NitroNerv and Tums 2.

My name is Darpa Killblade, and I run with the baddest crew of low-life neurojackers around. There's Fishy Ramirez, fastest hacker on the net. There's Baltimore Airport, lab-grown to be a swimsuit model but programmed to kill. There's Crusty Silverware, biological warfare expert and black-market wizard. And then there's me: the owner of Circuit City's coolest jacket.

We've just been handed the biggest contract of our lives: Infiltrate the dome and take out Harvard Pubence, the president of cops. Our reward? One thousand bytes, which are our money now because we use computers so much. That's enough to skip this shithole and start somewhere new.

Tonight, Pubence is guest of honor at the 9th Annual Rich Perverts' Ball. My team is jacked up on Tums 2 and ready to roll the dice. So I've just got one question for you, scum…

…are you in?

(Review from the bottom of the book. "I've read this […] book […] this year." - William(?) Gibson.)

[End description.]

I'm not sure about the rest of you, but I, for one, completely lost it when the narrator described Baltimore Airport.

"Spider, what was it like playing World of Darkness online in the late 90s?"

Basically, this?

[inthefallofasparrow]

A Tale of Future Crime!

The year is 2094. The month is Compuary, which is a new cyber-month they added just for doing hacker stuff. The bio-scum of Circuit City festers under the iron fist of Consolidated Omnibotics and its army of synthoid enforcers. At the city's peak, under the crystal dome, incredibly wealthy and genetically immortal CEOs call shots and pull strings. And they do sex stuff up there as well. Down here in the Dirt District, the rest of us scrape by swapping garbage and doing crazy future drugs called stuff like NitroNerv and Tums 2.

My name is Darpa Killblade, and I run with the baddest crew of low-life neurojackers around. There's Fishy Ramirez, fastest hacker on the net. There's Baltimore Airport, lab-grown to be a swimsuit model but programmed to kill. There's Crusty Silverware, biological warfare expert and black-market wizard. And then there's me: the owner of Circuit City's coolest jacket.

We've just been handed the biggest contract of our lives: Infiltrate the dome and take out Harvard Pubence, the president of cops. Our reward? One thousand bytes, which are our money now because we use computers so much. That's enough to skip this shithole and start somewhere new.

Tonight, Pubence is guest of honor at the 9th Annual Rich Perverts' Ball. My team is jacked up on Tums 2 and ready to roll the dice. So I've just got one question for you, scum.. …are you in?

“I’ve read this[…]book[…]this year.” WILLIAM GIBSON

I wanna read this so bad

[bread--quest]

[ID: A photo of someone's hand holding a book turned to the back cover. The back reads "A Tale of Future Crime!

The year is 2094. The month is Compuary, which is a new cyber-month they added just for doing hacker stuff. The bio-scum of Circuit City festers under the iron fist of Consolidated Omnibotics and its army of synthoid enforcers.

At the city's peak, under the crystal dome, incredibly wealthy and genetically immortal CEOs call shots and pull strings. And they do sex stuff up there as well. Down here in the Dirt District, the rest of us scrape by swapping garbage and doing crazy future drugs called stuff like NitroNerv and Tums 2.

My name is Darpa Killblade, and I run with the baddest crew of low-life neurojackers around. There's Fishy Ramirez, fastest hacker on the net. There's Baltimore Airport, lab-grown to be a swimsuit model but programmed to kill. There's Crusty Silverware, biological warfare expert and black-market wizard. And then there's me: the owner of Circuit City's coolest jacket.

We've just been handed the biggest contract of our lives: Infiltrate the dome and take out Harvard Pubence, the president of cops. Our reward? One thousand bytes, which are our money now because we use computers so much. That's enough to skip this shithole and start somewhere new.

Tonight, Pubence is guest of honor at the 9th Annual Rich Perverts' Ball. My team is jacked up on Tums 2 and ready to roll the dice. So I've just got one question for you, scum...

Are you in?"

At the bottom, partially covered by a ISBN sticker, is the quote "I've read this [...] book [...] this year." It is attributed to William Gibson. End ID.]

I wanna read this so bad

[invisiblefoxfire]

This is unbelievably cool but also hard to read, so for anyone who needs it:

[Image ID:

The back of a paperback book with some wear and tear being held in someone's hand. The back of the book is covered with a summary of the story and an image of a robot hand holding a futuristic gun off to one side. The text reads:

A Tale of Future Crime! The year is 2094. The month is Compuary, which is a new cyber-month they added just for doing hacker stuff. The bio-scum of Circuit City festers under the iron fist of Consolidated Omnibotics and its army of synthoid enforcers. At the city's peak, under the crystal dome, incredibly wealthy and genetically immortal CEOs call shots and pull strings. And they do sex stuff up there as well. Down here in the Dirt District, the rest of us scrape by swapping garbage and doing crazy future drugs called stuff like NitroNerv and Tums 2. My name is Darpa Killblade, and I run with the baddest crew of low-life neurojackers around. There's Fishy Ramirez, fastest hacker on the net. There's Baltimore Airport, lab-grown to be a swimsuit model but programmed to kill. There's Crusty Silverware, biological warfare expert and black-market wizard. And then there's me: the owner of Circuit City's coolest jacket. We've just been handed the biggest contract of our lives: Infiltrate the dome and take out Harvard Pubence, the president of cops. Our reward? One thousand bytes, which are our money now because we use computers so much. That's enough to skip this shithole and start somewhere new. Tonight, Pubence is guest of honor at the 9th Annual Rich Perverts' Ball. My team is jacked up on Tums 2 and ready to roll the dice. So I've just got one question for you, scum… …are you in?

Below this is a quote partially covered by a barcode sticker. The visible text reads:

"I've read this[…]book[…]this year." LIAM GIBSON

End ID]

I wanna read this so bad

[darachbeo]

Transcription of the back:

The year is 2049. The month is Compuary, which is a new cyber-month they added just for doing hacker stuff. The bio-scum of Circuit City festers under the iron fist of Consolidated Omnibiotics and its army of synthoid enforcers.

At the city's peak, under the crystal dome, incredibly wealthy and genetically immortal CEOs call shots and pull strings. And they do sex stuff up there as well. Down here in the Dirt District, the rest of us scrape by swapping garbage and doing crazy future drugs called stuff like NitroNerv and Tums 2.

My name is Darpa Killblade, and I run with the baddest crew of low-life neurojackers around. There's Fishy Ramierez, fastest hacker on the net. There's Baltimore AIrport, lab-grown to be a swimsuit model but programmed to kill. There's Crusty Silverware, biological warfare expert and black-market wizard. And then there's me: the owner of Cricuit City's coolest jacket.

We've just been handed the biggest contract of our lives: infiltrate the dome and take out Harvard Pubence, the president of cops. Our reward? One thousand bytes, which are our money now because we use computers so much. That's enough to skip this shithole and start somewhere new.

Tonight, Pubence is guest of honor at the 9th Annual Rich Pervets' Ball. My team is jacked up on Tums 2 and ready to roll the dice. So i've just got one question for you, scum...

... are you in?

I wanna read this so bad

[cumaeansibyl]

Harvard Pubence, the President of Cops

I wanna read this so bad