#technofuturism

A magic ritual written like a Windows program. Surely is going to crash in like two seconds.

“Power rides her fingers, she moves from datashell to datashell, walking the nets like the ghost of a shadow, her trail vanishing behind her as she goes. She carries power in the dark behind her eyes.”

“ "This Snow Crash thing–is it a virus, a drug, or a religion?” 

Juanita shrugs. “What’s the difference?” "

“The Street Samurai is born to the Metroplex, he’s as tough as it’s alloy steel bones and as dangerous as ground glass. His augmentations are more than just tools to him, they are his style. He’s chromed and proud of it”

-Shadowrun 1st Edition, “Street Samurai”

“The revolution will not be televised”

- Gil Scott-Heron

“The Chatsubo was a bar for professional expatriates; you could drink there for a week and never hear two words in Japanese. […] Case found a place at the bar, between the unlikely tan on one of Lonny Zone’s whores and the crisp naval uniform of a tall African whose cheekbones were ridged with precise rows of tribal scars.“