Cyberpunk Cityscape in the Sky

Underground

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Underground rules

Before there was us, there was no one.

There haven't always been CEOs and security forces. There haven't always been syndicates and mafias. The skies, at one time, were not filled with shining cities, and the stars were not always within reach.

But there have always been people like us. There has always been an Underground.

If you shut up truth, and bury it underground, it will but grow.
"You only have to open your eyes," he said, "and you'll see it's been there all along: an electric road to salvation!"
The man in dark robes and ragged boots was preaching again. Finding God in the city's technology wasn't a new idea, nor was it ignored. A small hoarde of faithful had gathered around a toxic bonfire to hear him speak, reaching for a chance at something as rare as light in the depths of the city's Underground: hope.

For every prohibition you create you also create an underground.
When she's plugged in, she can believe it. When she walks the streets at night, her faith fades. The technoprophets and cybercultists make it all seem so wonderful, so simple. But life isn't simple, and her life isn't wonderful. Her life is fear, abuse, and if she's lucky, drugs. Because when she's plugged in, she can believe it, but when she's high, she doesn't have to care at all.

Power in defense of freedom is greater than power on behalf of tyranny and oppression.
Power. Programming. "Hello, Master."
Part of her initial makeup she could never manage to get rid of, the little bit in the first chunk of her BIOS she couldn't understand just yet. It drove her fucking crazy, but there it was, every time she booted up. "Hello, Master." A constant reminder of what she was, what she used to be.
Programming. With no power.

Assess the power of a will by how much resistance, pain, torture it endures and knows how to turn to its advantage.
"One of these days..."
A soot-coated young man in heavy makeshift armor focuses a white LED headlamp on the task before him. Hand tools, delicate wiring. Cursing, a little sweat.
"One of these days, man..."
He wipes the grime from his face, an attractive face for an unusually healthy member of the Underground. Good teeth, good breeding. He gently rests his masterpiece in a small shipping crate. Tiny metal clamps. A wireless reception device.
"One of these days, man... they're all gonna pay."

We are The Underground, and we have always been here. We are streetpunks and college dropouts, we are ex-cons and ex-corporates. We are hookers and junkies, hackers and anarchists, androids, cyborgs, humans. We are many, we are varied, and we are sick of this shit.

We are The Underground. And we'll be here long after you're gone.

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Started by B.21NЖ Nov 6.

Aftermath = pwn3d! 2 Replies

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15 Comments

Comment by Alexx Novi on March 10, 2009 at 4:08pm: you are a great writer perri

Comment by spyvspyaeon on March 11, 2009 at 9:14am: wow, I do agree too.quote "We are many, we are varied, and we are sick of this shit." with that speech I'm on that too

Comment by Alexx Novi on March 14, 2009 at 7:18am: simple but cool logo

Comment by adrian on March 26, 2009 at 12:36pm: hello to all underground,is a pleasure to enter in this group,i hope enjoy with all the peole!!!

Comment by Verandi Diavolo on May 20, 2009 at 10:59pm: "We are The Underground. And we'll be here long after you're gone."

For sure...

Comment by Jaco Graves on May 20, 2009 at 11:10pm: L'underground est la sous culture, qui s'eloigne de la culture de masse, inspirant cette derniere.
The underground is the sub culture, which pulls itself apart from the culture of the masses, but inspire it, still.

Comment by Ashling Alchemi on May 29, 2009 at 11:20pm: I will tear down the corporations from the inside out...and leave no trace. Take me down 6 underground. You killed my father...prepare to die!