KillWare Synopsis
KillWare is the story of the online community, where human intelligence is more than it's cracked up to be, PESD (post-virtual epistemic stress disorder) causes reality-disconnectedness and headaches, and the Bill of Rights takes on the brave-new-virtual-world of cyberspace.
For a long moment, before commercial industry, governments and multi-national/trans-national powers and principalities ruled e-world or vied for its territories, a new frontier lay before the connected common folk, the online little people, the techno-nobodies. This is their story.
The Story:
He was a philosophy professor. She was a genetics engineering student. He was short and shy. She was aloof, "the woman in black." Together they dared to challenge the corporation, IntelliGen, the people who stole Harry's brain.
"Please, Dr. Howard, Ms. Grant," the man's voice was surprisingly sympathetic, "as you know, things are a bit unprecedented around here." Captain Wisdom looked up at the ceiling and sighed. "I'm sorry. Your friend -we're not even sure he's alive or dead. Bloody 'Twilight-Zone murder'. Scientist eaten by machine!"
Robert Howard and Mona Grant are the only witnesses to the strange events surrounding Harry Osborne, head of the university computer department. Harry had become the victim of his own research into Intelligence Emulation (IE). So Bob and Mona steal the security video tape which shows their friend getting jacked into one of the biggest computer systems in the country.
The next day, on their way to see Police Captain John Wisdom, Bob and Mona are kidnapped by the Genetics Intelligence Corporation, IntelliGen, the big bucks behind the IE project. The corp wants the "Harry-vid." But Mona has left it with her old friend Kavaria Jensen, screen-name KavDragon, a sci-fi writer and seasoned PC-onliner. Not easily intimidated, Kavaria goes after the corp to rescue Bob and Mona. In doing so she initiates the Online Peoples' Revolution:
"Kavaria Jensen was going to get IntelliGen. IntelliGen did not know what an enemy was. IntelliGen did not yet know Kavaria Jensen. Nor did it know that there were a million little people out there, mutants, secretaries, and just plain Joes, from little moons and rooms all over the known corporate universe, all of them teleconnecting, chatting, bonding, developing screen-to-screen loyalties that crossed organizational bounds, even national ones. It was a new (office) workers revolution. Yet unlike its recently deceased predecessor, it was a revolution without central organization. This was a PC-personal revolution, an intimate rebellion raising up like an army of electrons on the microwaves of the future, rising out of the electronic marketplace, the Casbah of thought, the night carnival of human conversation."
