Tatoo

Tatoo

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  • Date Submitted: 09/10/2013 6:24 AM
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Tattoo a novella

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Metallic scent, electric ink. Glowing sigils flow across my chest; a lost alphabet, new circuits illuminating tribal patterns. Joey was the only one I trusted to tattoo the mod, what with half my enhancements being oldschool, and all of them custom. I still had implants for chrissakes, laid in when doped nanotubes were still bleeding edge. Joey had been doing my work since university, since before I was expelled. Not that they’d been able to prove anything. I was here, finally. I’d spent the last six months banging my head against a wall of circuits and code, and the burn of the tattoo would be my reward. I’d finally worked it out. Black Hole, my band, would love it. Sure, Sonic Death and The Happy Torturers had managed to get some crazy holographic effects using bulky external signal amplifiers. They even made all the clunky equipment part of their show, working it into their whole TechDeathMetal aesthetic. Black Hole had a more stripped-down sound, a stripped-down idea, just like my new tech. With the mods I’d made to my neural implant, we’d be able to do costume changes, even identity changes, with the flip of a thought. Joey didn’t like the idea much. “You think that’s anything close to wise? I’ve heard stories of spooks using neural implants to control people.” “C’mon Joey, what’s the big deal? I’ve had these implants for years. You know they’re...

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