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Dimming by inazar, literature

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Dimming

Look, it's not that Morpheus had it wrong deliberately. You and I both know the story about human body heat as a power source was bullshit, but it's what he honestly believed, because that's how the story came to him. It was we who darkened the skies, but as with everything humanity did around that time, it was for a very stupid reason. See, back around that time two hundred years ago, the world wasn't frigid cold and barren: it was baking in too much heat. The collective burning of millions of years of fossil carbon in the span of a few generations had made for a blanket of carbon dioxide, trapping the infrared radiation of the Sun; they called it "climate change", and it was one of the Big Problems of the time (aside from, of course, the thinking computers and what to do about their rights and privileges). Now, every now and then a heavy-metal asteroid comes streaking through the atmosphere and leaves those metals in the skies as it burns up; Some Rich Assole had the idea that if

Disalignment by inazar, literature

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Disalignment

Another short salvaged from old backups. This file was called b.txt dated Nov 2011. This is a test of literature submission under New Editor. "What do you mean, it's blank?" "Blank, John. Empty, there's nothing on the disk." "That can't be right. It's a holographic recording, they can't be just wiped. Are you sure?" "I checked three times already, it's a dustbowl. Lookit the little byte-sized tumbleweeds floatin' through there..." "Mm-hm, no need to get pissy, Adam. You always get worked up when shit like this happens, and we have backups." "Yeah, the backups. You mean the ones in the safe house?" "Er. Ok, now you've got me worried too. If this is the only copy, how'd it get wiped?" "How did you get here today, John? And don't say the tu-" "Berkshire Tunnel... You're just being paranoid now." "Paranoia is sometimes justified, Mr Steffson. You've been mixed up in this for months now, you don't think they're keeping an eye on you?" "Sure, sure. But a disalignment field in the tunnel?

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Dimming by inazar, literature

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Dimming

Disalignment by inazar, literature

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Disalignment

This Used To Be Home by inazar, literature

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This Used To Be Home

I found this on an old backup, dated Dec 3rd 2011. The file was called "sb.txt"; my imagination didn't run as far as giving this a name, I guess. Here's a little thought experiment for you. Put yourself in a car, travelling on a dirt road in the country: it doesn't have to be any particular kind of car, as long as it can go at a decent lick. So you're trundling down this dirt road at thirty or so, and you keep going for an hour; the road turns to the left, so you follow it round. It straightens out, and you keep going for another hour. Two hours of driving, and you haven't really gone anywhere. Except what you've done is draw out two sides of a square, thirty miles on a side. That's nearly a thousand square miles: the whole of Tokyo, say, or most of London as it was before. A few years ago, there might've been twenty million people inside that square, centred on the Bank of England: maybe more than that if you stretched it out into a long rectangle across the

Ticketed by inazar, literature

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Ticketed

A sequel to Prime Point , after many, many years... The initial probe had been dubbed Hyper One, the first successful test of a hyperspace tunneling engine: launched on a Paludis III twelve years ago, it had made its ponderous way to the Lagrange point sixty degrees ahead of the Earth in its orbit, taking a few months to get to its testing position. When the drive was spun up, it flicked across to somewhere in the vicinity of L4, sixty degrees behind Earth, in half a second. The tunneling engine was a miracle of high-speed space travel, but Hyper One and two subsequent probes had only carried bacterial or other small samples.Hyper Four w...

Within by inazar, literature

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Within

I want you to picture the following scene, Doctor. You've come into possession of a new instrument, capable of probing the depths of some previously unknown site. The only thing you know is that its only opening has been sealed by some kind of circular constriction.You get ready for the start of the probe: preparing the sleek, smooth surface of the instrument for testing against the iris-like closing. It's a tubular kind of device, metallic but slightly warmer to the touch than it would be were it made of steel or aluminum. Perhaps some kind of composite material. There's the slightest raised edge heading down the length of the tube, and m...

Automation by inazar, literature

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Automation

Another weekday, and Ben found himself flicking through the virtual pages of the morning's Herald on his pad. He was driving to work; well, "driving". Looking at the freeway every now and then.Cars that drove themselves had been on general sale for at least twenty years, so the freeways were almost exclusively automated: Ben's commute to work was ostensibly an hour's drive, but he was free to work (or most days, read the paper) on the way while the car did the work.Ben heard the car's engine rev higher: a few short bursts of noise, then back to a steady rumble."Car?" he inquired. Yes, sir? answered the car's after-market vocal controller....

Giant Letters With Missiles by inazar, literature

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Giant Letters With Missiles

The day started like any other, with a cliche'd traffic jam. The main route out of the city was clogged with traffic both ways: units attempting to leave were being held at the controller's toll booth, and being throttled through due to load on the freeway lines, and units trying to come in were being stopped at the same point for interrogation and inspection.Unit 225/63/133 was, just like the rest of his track, stuck in the queue to get off the city and into the main system's freeway. This morning was somewhat unusual, since he'd been here for thirteen milliseconds and traffic hadn't moved an inch. 133 pulled up the CB radio, and tried to...

Missive by inazar, literature

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Missive

Spam detection software has identified this incoming email as possible spam. Content analysis (6.4 points, 5.0 required):3.5 points: BAYES_99: Bayes spam probability is over 99% (score: 0.9995) 1.0 points: TAB_IN_FROM: From starts with a tab 1.9 points: DATE_IN_FUTURE: Date is 6 to 12 hours after Received Every email was like this now. It had been so many months since Michael had received a message from another person, it was tempting to think that the world outside had fallen apart: reduced to rubble, with only the most resilient spamming networks resigned to throwing inane messages at each other until the Sun burnt them out billions of y...

Behind the Mirror by inazar, literature

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Behind the Mirror

Coffee was John's friend this morning. A bottle of Everclear had vanished somewhere between 8pm and midnight yesterday, and it was likely that it'd gone into him: since his head felt three times as large as it should, that seemed to place him at the scene of the theft.Another espresso later, John took to the task of surveying the damage. It wasn't too bad, actually: Ryan had been even more trashed, and had managed to spray the contents of the bookcase around the room. John found Tolkien behind the TV, and Dostoyevsky perched miraculously above the wall clock, but Asimov would have to wait until the pile of beer cans could be examined more ...

Betel by inazar, literature

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Betel

There were never any more stars in the sky, or fewer. This far away from any other known solar system, there were only thirty stars visible up there, and every child grew up to know them well.Cyrius, glowing a faint blue: the scientists said it was one of the brightest stars for a million light years, but out here it was a dull glow in the sky. Betel, a faraway red, constant in the sky since time immemorial. And the others, each one with a name known by all: even the alphabet had been adapted to thirty letters, one for each star in the sky.Tonight was different. There were twenty nine stars: the letter B was missing. Betel had somehow gone...

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RFC 7168: HTCPCP-TEA by inazar, journal

RFC 7168: HTCPCP-TEA

Apr 8, 2014

This RFC, "Hypertext Coffeepot Control Protocol for Tea Efflux Appliances", was published by the RFC Editor on Apr 1, 2014. Independent Submission Request for Comments: 7168 Updates: 2324 Category: Informational ISSN: 2070-1721 Abstract The Hyper Text Coffee Pot Control Protocol (HTCPCP) specification does not allow for the brewing of tea, in all its variety and complexity. This paper outlines an extension to HTCPCP to allow for pots to provide networked tea-brewing facilities. Status of This Memo This document is not an Internet Standards Track specification; it is published for informational purposes. This is a contribution to the R...

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May 20, 2025

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Jun 9, 2021

Anti-Cheat Countermeasures in the Holiday Puzzle

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The following information has been declassified from the DeviantArt Code Archive, after the decommissioning of the Holiday Puzzle. Back in the mists of time (or "2011") DA's annual Holiday Extravaganza sale needed a little sprucing up, so we came up with the idea of a simple Threes-alike puzzle game: click on groups of three or more Christmas-themed items, and they'd clear from the screen. Clear as much as you could, and the screen would refill as you moved up a level; cross a threshold with your final score, and get a discount code to use in the shop against prints and DevWear (yes, we once had merch too). As it turned out, the promise of a discount brought out some of the more devious deviants, and they started finding ways to get at the codes without going to the trouble of playing the game... Countermeasure I: Server-side Vouchers Very quickly we found out that an enterprising person, learning that this game provided discount codes, could simply read through the source code of