This is a return to Center City and Super Pimp and his band of horny ho's. I always have tons of junk emails for porn and such in my junk folder and I had a thought about what would happen if someone could be a bit more, "forceful" in pushing internet porn. I hope you enjoy and if you want to use any of my stories or characters ask me.
Moose
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Brenda Noons stared at her computer with a look of hatred.
"God damn it! Nothing! No matter how I try to filter this crap I always get this junk mail filling up my inbox. Somehow this shit gets past every firewall, password protect, and filter! I swear it's like someone is actively hacking my email to push this shit!"
Joe Mason in the next cube over snickered. "Got more porn spam again huh? With that new Pimp around I can see why. He probably has a whole server farm pushing his, erm, business on every damn email in the city."
"Christ, don't remind me. Ever since Cyber Girl went missing two weeks ago no one has seen any of the Hidden Five. I heard rumors that some of these so called Super Hookers used to be Platinum Angel and The Dragon but got turned into hookers. Cripes, I don't even like looking out the east windows at night anymore."
Brenda shivered at the thought. The east side of the Riverside Tower was near Platinum Tower and looked down Sassy Street. Brenda, from about 10 stories up, could see the open vice and sleaze clearly if she worked late. Worse, she knew people in her programming company were often down there. The young single guys of course were no surprise, but she had heard of married men and even women who had stopped by the area.
All sorts of dark rumors were flying around the city these days. Women who had become overnight sluts and had quit their jobs to street walk or strip, men who had left their wives and girlfriends to hook up with a young hot fuck toy, or worse had tricked their significant others into going with them and having them turned into fuck toys. She had even heard rumors about the board of directors for the Platinum Corporation becoming regulars on the street and that the Center City Academy had even been influenced and corrupted.
Which made her even madder about her job.
She was developing an AI run filter system that would screen out porn and such advertisements. Cleverly designed advertisements could eventually be made to sneak around a filter, but with this AI, it would be able to track back to the source, analyze content and links and delete the damn thing if it was trash. While it was geared towards porn (part of the ill fated rejuvenation of Sassy Street and funded by the Platinum Corporation), if it worked it would be the greatest spam filter on the planet. And that made it potentially worth millions.
Brenda was part of a select team of women programmers hand-picked by Ms. Platt herself for this job. Given the porn angle, she had not trusted men for the job. Joe was the only sort of exception. He didn't work on any of the coding but was assisting in some of the number crunching and research and testing.
Brenda gave a last growl and then turned off her computer. "I'm outta here. That last email was too much so I'm calling it a night."
Joe nodded as she walked past. "Makes sense, I'm just staring at the same numbers for the ninth time. You want to grab a drink? I know a place just down the street that is nice."
Brenda shook her head no. "Sorry, I just don't like being around here after dark anymore. Sassy Street is to close for comfort."
LATER THAT NIGHT AT DC's OFFICE
"I can't get her there, I can't get her anywhere near a bar or place you can grab her. She's spooked by the vice on Sassy and she tries to always leave before sundown."
Joe looked nervously at DC the Super Pimp. DC was sitting in a large leather chair with a hot pink haired girl sucking him off. Joe recognized the woman as Sparkle the Super Stripper, formerly Shimmer the Super Hero. DC stared at him with a look of slight annoyance and then his eyes tightened and Sparkle made a gulping sound and then leaned back.
"All done baby!" She stood up with a dopey smile and strutted past Joe and out the door with her fine ass well displayed in neon pink G String.
DC zipped his pants and then stood. "You're not much fucking use to me if you can't deliver this bitch. And you owe me quite a bit of money. I gave you 2 hours with Trixie Glitter, and I expect some results."
Joe was sweating and looked around nervously. There was no one else in the room, but Joe knew DC could kill him without any trouble and no of the cops would so much as ask a single question as to his disappearance. Joe was thinking fast and then had an idea.
"DC, you took all five of the Hidden Five right? Including Cyber Girl?"
"Yeah, CINDI the Sexbot is out there on the corner opposite Trixie. Why?" DC asked as he picked up his cane and began to twirl it.
"I think I have an idea that might work but I need some help from her. Did you ever hear about her "TRON" power?" Joe asked as he began to think hard.
DC walked around Joe twirling his cane. He was going to kill this shit for not being able to follow through on his promise to help him corrupt this bitch who was interfering with his online operations, but he would let the fucker talk and explain himself.
"I've heard about it. Cyber Girl was able to, with some assistance, actually become part of the computer or a computer network. One of the reasons she was so good at hacking. But when she lost access to the AI at the Platinum Corporation, she lost the ability."
Joe nodded and began to rub his hands nervously. "Yes, that's it. What no one outside of a few folks know is that our company was secretly contracted by Tristan Platt to build a booster for Cyber Girl for this ability. She gave a one shot contract, all verbal, and paid cash to the President of the company. We built it, and it works. But we finished it AFTER Cyber Girl became CINDI, so she never used it."
DC stopped twirling his cane and leaned on it. "Two things: why do I care, and how do you know this?"
"I helped build it, I wrote the code and I know what it was supposed to allow Cyber Girl to do. And other than our President, I'm the only one. The other parts were each built separate and then assembled by an Engineer brought in from outside the city who had no idea what he was assembling. But Tristan disappeared, Cyber Girl didn't know it was completed, and so it's just sitting in our vault." Joe said as he walked over to DC desk and pulled out a piece of paper and began to write.
"As to the why you should care is because of what you can do with it. Or what you can have CINDI do with it. This thing will actually pull CINDI into the computer and with an AI supporting her; she can make her own version of a darknet. Not just a place to do crime, set up deals and vice, and all of that. I mean she will create an artificial reality on this network that she can control. She will be able to plug into any system anywhere, even isolated ones, and take them over, or use them to get where ever she wants to."
Joe was very excited now. "She'll be able to focus her hacking abilities in an energy wave or signal, like a corrupting Wi-Fi that will allow her to access anything anywhere. INTERPOL, FBI, MI5 or MI6, Russian Intelligence Service, IRS, you name it. But that isn't the best part."
DC was interested now. He understood when genius was at work (being a genius himself) and he realized this loser was on to something. "Ok, don't keep me in suspense."
"CINDI can physically TAKE people into the system. With this booster and properly focused energy she can break down flesh into electric signals. Just like in the movie Tron. She can literally turn people into computer programs, and since she is the world's greatest hacker she can then hack them and turn them into anything she wants!" Joe finished with rush.
DC walked up beside him. He looked down at the paper and saw Joe was writing a list of names with emails, online profile, and computer router information. 4 women's names DC noted with a bit of enjoyment.
Joe paused and took a breath. "Okay, in the interest of expectation management I need to add some disclaimers. First, keeping CINDI in a data form will take a LOT of power and a very powerful AI. Much more powerful than ours. Something like what the Platinum Corporation has, from what I've heard anyway. Two, if CINDI takes someone into the computer, it's going to take a LOT more power, and it will require a bunch to keep that person in the net. Just to move a person from computer to computer will require a good chunk. To keep CINDI and say four others in the net as programs you are going to need the power of a Center City sized power plant. But if you can get that energy and a powerful enough AI to keep the reality stable, what you get out of it is going to make you the most amazing pimp on the planet."
Joe walked over to DC's terminal and pulled up one of DC's escort websites. He pulled up a random hottie and pointed at the screen. "With this, you could allow the program to come out of the computer at any location and service the client! The bitch would literally materialize out of the screen and would do whatever you wanted and then zip! Back into cyberspace, she can erase her trail, take his money by electronic transfer, and that is that! The ultimate hooker delivery service!"
DC barely kept his face neutral, but his head was working a mile a second. The possibilities this john was describing were amazing! If he was a run of the mile world domination villain this would be enough to have him laughing evilly. But he was a Super Pimp and Vice was his game. But this was a game changer. He could push hookers anywhere on the planet with a computer! He could kidnap women, any woman, on the world and remake her. And with the forced access that CINDI could get, not a system on the planet was safe from him. He could disappear any file on him or his bitches and make any evidence go away.
DC walked around his desk and sat down. He turned off his monitor and looked at Joe. "Okay, you have my interest. If you can come through with this, I'll cancel your debt and do more besides. What do you need to start?"
