《The Everything Chair》Three.
Advertisement
I woke up with a shiver. A red light was blinking on the screen.
“You are currently experiencing a malfunction with your EC. Please do not panic. The maintenance request has been escalated to the high. Your account has been credited for any inconvenience this may have caused." The Systems voice seemed calming or it was the anti-anxiety drugs.
I don’t think I have ever been this cold before. I remember watching an old movie and there was an explorer in an environmental suit walking in the snow. I remember that he said that without it the body would freeze to death. The show was interactive and allowed me to feel the cold. I started to think about that, but every time I would put the energy into thinking about the worst, I felt a rush of euphoria.
“Your Malfunction has been sponsored by Calmatin, why worry?” The sponsor’s voice was soothing.
"You are currently experiencing a malfunction with your EC. Please do not panic. The maintenance request has been escalated to the high. Your account has been credited for any inconvenience this may have caused." The System said again but the voice became distorted by the drugs, it was metallic and cold.
My eyelids fluttered closed, I am not sure why I was fighting the drugs, and I was not sure why I was doing anything. I could feel my heart in my ears, pumping. I could feel my hands, they felt cold and I tried to move them, but the tubes had like a static grip. I felt separate from my EC, like a captive. I have never felt like that before.
Then I got warm again. I calmed down. My thoughts synced again with my EC. I could feel my breath slow and the drugs subside. My eyelids fluttered open.
“There you go,” said Jon with a warm tone.
“W-What are you doing here?” I was overcome by the drugs.
“Maintenance,” He tapped at his badge and then packed up his tool bag.
Advertisement
“I feel…warm,” My mouth felt so heavy.
“Yes, it looks like a regulator failed, very unusual, one in a million chance.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re lucky I just live a couple of blocks away, Mason house. You need to get out more, you know for the legs,” He winked his left eye and then headed for the door.
“Wait!”
“Sorry, got work to do, the System is always watching me,” He replied as the door slid closed behind him.
My screen flickered and ads began to play. I could feel my body being cleansed inside my suit, I felt my waste removed and my stomach fill. I could not pay attention, I was still a little shaken from the morning events.
“Work will start in five minutes, do you require more time?” The System asked.
“No…No that’s fine,” I stammered as I shook off my feelings. It was quiet for those minutes, peaceful. The EC had soothed me and I was returning to a normal state of mind.
My screen filled with ads and then went dark for a second. Lines of data started to appear on the screen, my brain went into autopilot. The data danced on the screen as my brain analyzed it, looking for patterns. I was good at decrypting and I could see things in a more organic way, I am natural at this. Corporations had long figured out that the Systems in this world could decrypt anything that was created with an algorithm. The System was quick, but then the corporations got wise. Humans can be, let’s say more chaotic and random. I was there to spot these little bits of hidden data that may be of value to my Corporation.
I could scan data all day. I was good at finding these little critters. I could not always decipher them but at least I could find them and send them to the encryption unit. If we could find what they were doing we could beat them to the innovation. It was an intense race at times but it paid well. The notification for my break blinked, my screen paused and ads followed.
Advertisement
Then my screen flickered and I was greeted by a friendly nurse avatar with big eyes, a friendly smile, and a nurse’s hat.
“Med Check,” A calm woman’s voice resonated.
“I did not request one.”
“Yes, but we were notified that you had a stressful morning.”
“I did, but I feel normal now.”
“According to the report you were experiencing a high volume of distress, high heart rate, drop in body temperature and sporadic brain activity that the EC was not able to control with medication,” She followed up.
“Yes, it was resolved and I feel fine.”
“Do you remember your thoughts?”
“Thoughts?” I shrugged, “It's hard to say, I can’t really remember any thoughts.”
“Try again, the System said that you may know more than you are sharing, remember this is for your health and well-being.”
“I felt disconnected from my EC,” I said struggling for an answer.
“In what way?”
“I don’t know, disconnected, I have never felt that before,”
“Well we do not want that, I am notifying the Manufacturer of your EC so they can make corrections. I will also assign you a new drug to that feeling, we'll see if that helps should you if you find that situation to happen again,” She said, “Is there anything else I can help you with?”
“No, I just want to get back to work,” I replied
“Have a good day and be healthy,” She said as the screen flicked to a Med Check company ad, “Med Check, Keeping you healthy is our number one priority.”
I continued my work and again managed to get back into the swing of things. My productivity was down a few percent today, probably from the distractions I had but it was well within my performance matrix determined by the Corporation.
My screen flickered and went to ads as my day ended.
"Shuman's Custard, when you have a hard day, nothing tastes as good as Shuman's Custard. It's a Classic."
One of my favorites and one of the few things I still enjoyed tasting. I felt that I deserved it, it was a long day. I requested it. My Helper Hand went to the square box replicator mounted in the wall where the item was being created. I could see it being printed through the translucent plastic door. When it was done the helper arm removed it and brought it close. It was spoon-fed to me and it tasted good. Most of the time food was just there, nutrients and nothing else, pumped into my body, but on occasion, it was nice to taste.
My screen flickered again with a list of activities that popped up for me to do this evening. I scanned the list carefully. There were some movies I have been wanted to see and gaming. On my friend's list, I saw that Robert was already entrenched somewhere in the gaming world.
On the bottom of the list was to go for a walk, I never look that far down but I remembered that the Maintenance fellow wanted me to get out, make sure I used the traveling legs on my EC. The adventure to me sounded good, for a change.
“Walk,” I said
“Walk, Calculating the route that would give you the most enjoyment,” The System replied.
My EC came to life and marched me leisurely out my door. A sun visor slid over my eyes as I was plunged into the bright outside world. The door behind me slid close and I was on my way.
Advertisement
- In Serial21 Chapters
Otaku Girl
Imagine a world where you can live the life of your favorite fictional characters. Where you can become a real comic book superhero, anime protagonist, video game badass, and other great characters of fiction. Where you can gain actual superpowers, live in a fantastical world filled with villains and adventures, and have fun battling it out with other fellow geeks. In the virtual reality world known as the Escapist Dream, all of this can be possible for a price – once you get in, you can never get out. A Japanese otaku and an American geek would become trapped inside, and forced to fight for survival against computer viruses and other crazed players that had taken over the virtual reality world. Would their new-found powers and teamwork be enough? For what they didn't know, behind this malfunctioning virtual reality world, hides an even darker evil. One who is all-powerful, sadistic, and possibly eldritch...
8 191 - In Serial6 Chapters
Whims and Rolls of Gods
What happens when one creates a story then leaves everything to chance? Thousands of paths stretch out endlessly that separate into even more, countless paths. And then, all but one is destroyed with a single roll of a twenty-sided die. The die becomes the true author while the writer just provides possibilities then takes a backseat and narrates. This story will be random. To save time, the characters and some of the events will be somewhat generic, but past that all bets are off. It will create tropes and then shatter them. Characters can and will die. Even the writer doesn’t know how this story will play out. The die is the god of this world that rolls and everything it says goes. The writer is the god of this world whose whims become reality after the die rolls. Cover art was done by PrimalAvatar from INKed.
8 188 - In Serial18 Chapters
The Hand of Fate
Little by little, the magic disappeared from the Continent, and today no trace of the Magical Sparkle remains in the continentals. Ethan is tired of living on the Tiburon, a merchant ship that travels the waves of the Four Great Seas of the Continent. His innate nature, which from childhood made him immeasurably appreciate the stories of magicians and warlords of ancient times, pushes him to search for greater stability on the mainland, starting from where he could begin to travel to unexplored areas and respond to his irrepressible curiosity. Garatier seems like the right city to start over and just Garatier and the individuals that Ethan will meet there, will allow him to enter the tunnels of an ancient, hidden, forgotten world that yet has always been there. However, the way in which The Hand of Fate moves the threads of destiny is unpredictable and as often happens, not everything will go according to Ethan's plans because, ultimately, no one can oppose Fate.
8 206 - In Serial22 Chapters
I'M ALIVE!
I committed suicide after my wife was murdered and raped by some lunatics. I was in hell when I got a book that is able to summon some fucking powerful demons. It was a gift from Satan himself. Nice guy, foul breath. Satan, Santa what difference does it make now? It is a good gift! They will pay... all of them will perish by my own hands because I'm alive again! Pretty messed up shit, right? I would like to see this rotten city burn and I will, but that’s enough talk for now. My mood is really bad. I got an army from hell at my disposal and I have some bastards to torture, and then murder... What the fuck is he doing!? "Hey, Alastor! Wait for me, you son of a bitch!" New cover by Yuri Padial- commissioned before I decided to draw again. Paid for it, so Iwill fucking use it! Hiatus - New chapters will take longer than I expected. If you still with me thanks for the support, and if you are gone... I don't give a fucking crap! Have a nice day!
8 254 - In Serial278 Chapters
System Only Gives Me Useless Gifts
Li Yun grew up with a system that gave him useless gifts. He wanted a reward that could prove the existence of the system, but ended up with abstract gifts like culture. Without physical proof, he was stuck wondering whether his mind was truly sane, all the while dealing with the reality of life. How will the "useless" system help Li Yun navigate medical school, hospital politics, criminal cases, treasure hunting, farming and cooking? Author's Note: This is a slice-of-life novel about a doctor with a mission-type system. It's written as a faux modern Chinese novel, so there are many 1-off characters and episodic mini arcs. Just a bit of warning, the tone of the story is very different after the childhood arc and jumpy as it chronicles Li Yun's life. I'm trying to make it less apparent in the rewrite, but there are still a lot of time skips. RR is the rewrite version, no set schedule. See webnovel for OG. scribblehub is a combo of both . I recommend scribblehub since it has pictures. Copyrights of the novel and cover are owned by Chocomug. Novel is free to read and download for personal use, such as offline reading, only.
8 832 - In Serial6 Chapters
I'm not supposed to love you
Even though he was scared to admit it, Texas was scared of his soulmate mark. He was scared of who's would match. He was scared it would be someone he is not supposed to love. When he finds out California is his soulmate what can he do, he is not supposed to love him. Based off of Ben Brainards Statehouse and The Table sieries. I don't own the Charactures just the plot. Ben please don't read this.
8 102

