|Life as an Internet Policeman. 7,690 An Adventurer turns policeman. (standard:fantasy, 7213 words)|
|Author: Oscar A Rat||Added: Jun 15 2020||Views/Reads: 320/216||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Joey wanders the vast reaches of cyberspace with his imaginary camel, Tomas. Him rescuing a female policewoman, the two wander through purple plains until finding Little Joe at the Ponderosa ranch.|
Joey Edwards rode his fantasy camel, Toma, across endless purple plains of cyberspace. He didn't have a router* with him, believing they were too restrictive. As a child back in the physical world he had noticed how different he was from his contemporaries. His instructors couldn't keep little Joey in one place. He'd wander off on his own, not knowing or caring where he was headed or ended up. Joey was born with an urge to find out what was over the next hill, on the other side of a fence, behind that other building. So he would walk over to see, often getting lost or into trouble. As an adult in cyberspace, he had his wish. A router would only limit him, just the knowing that he could leave a place if in danger. ( *Since Cyberspace is so vast, computer-coded routers are like GPS systems. They teleport a person between ”anchors” which are used to stabilize communities. ) Lost? He preferred being lost. Free as a breeze? Hell, no. Joey wanted to be freer than that. Breezes had to follow a pattern determined by other forces, not free enough for him. Toma was his own fantasy steed, the kind of camel every wanderer should have. Stopping to rest under a purple palm tree, Joey lifted a flap under Toma's tail to expose a solid gold spigot, letting a stream of ice-water dribble down his throat. Going back to his camel's left side, he opened a panel on the animal and, displaying a portable bar, poured himself a drink of sake. A few ice cubes from a dispenser and he was ready to lie under the tree to rest. Joey closed his eyes and slept while an alert Toma kept watch. "Joey, wake up." He opened his eyes, sleepily looking up at Toma's snout. "Wha'? Why you wake me?" "Look. Up in the sky, a comet or something." Over Toma's shoulder, Joey could see a streak of light. Even as he watched, it became brighter and seemed to hit the ground over a slight hill to his left. Joey scrambled up. He was more into traveling than excitement, not really an adventurer -- but he had to see what that thing was. Jumping onto Toma's back, they sped over the hill, excitement building in his breast. It was the remains of an autoprobe, wrecked computer-coding spread over the purple landscape. ( Autoprobes are either hard-coded or imagined vehicles used to travel in Cyberspace. Hard-coding is much better and more detailed, but expensive and a skill not everyone has mastered. They bypass imagination. Imagined articles can be only as complex as a citizen's imagination. An imagined autoprobe, for instance might have no details in the engine or controls. A person who had never rode in one would have no idea how to imagine its interior workings, making its use impossible. Some citizens have more imagination than others. Police typically used expensive hard-coded transportation, ) When they reached the smoking wreckage, which was all that was left, Joey jumped down and began looking for survivors. He didn't notice the Internet Police insignia on its crumpled side. A low whimper led him to jerk at a heavy panel. He managed to shift it enough to see a grasping human hand. "Toma, set up the medical equipment ... and hurry." By the time he found a woman, covered with blood and her left leg almost severed at the knee, Toma had their medical supplies out and was setting up a portable tent. Joey put a tourniquet on her, above the shattered knee. As he did, the Click here to read the rest of this story (818 more lines)
Authors appreciate feedback!
Please write to the authors to tell them what you liked or didn't like about the story!
Oscar A Rat has 109 active stories on this site.
Profile for Oscar A Rat, incl. all stories