Some basic neurotech to control adrenaline. But what if we could just dump the flesh? The small things I could do on my own. Blood, scars, all pointing one direction: the future. Still listening? Still all ears? Good, good. And that denim jacket? Covered with strange pins, badges…and everywhere speckled with blood. But serious scars visible, god, all over him.

Rodriguez: His face and arms-not just the signs of a junkie. And the others-the usual vagrants-stood away from him.ĭistrict Attorney S. And even though it was chilly that night, he stood well away from the fire. Rodriguez: We located the teenager not far from the Barham Boulevard overpass. God, what.what are they?įrom records of District Court of Los Angeles, Spring Street, January 4, 2005: Stay on the line.Ĭaller: ĭispatcher: Ma’am, alright-what’s going on now? Ma’am?Ĭaller: Oh god.

The furniture destroyed, the windows smashed.I think I smell smoke.ĭispatcher: Okay, okay. As to the events that brought him here, he had no response other than-after a long pause-”I do not remember.”įrom 911 dispatcher audio, August 5, 1996, 12:35 AM:ĭispatcher: Now miss, please, slow down, and tell me what-Ĭaller : He’s downstairs. Among other behaviors, the client would repeatedly rub his hands and touch his face, as if he needed reassurance that he was awake and real. Guarded, struggling to conceal a great deal of information. His affect seemed unusually flat for someone his age, save for his eyes, which kept scanning the clinicians. Not till you head it all.įrom Bloch Family Psychology Services intake report #4212: The client presented to the group with clear antisocial, narcissistic, and at times solipsistic behaviors. Just ‘cause the junk is free doesn’t mean you just do it all at once, okay? Not okay. How I managed to get all three-the world, the flesh and the devil-and decide that one of them had to go. Right? Because only if you understand will you get it. You just got to listen to it all, got that? Because you want to understand. Each strengthened his perception of the hidden realm.īut only once he met a girl who saw it too, was he sure he could reach it. Addiction, injury, disease… why tolerate flesh if he could replace it? Using family riches, he underwent increasingly extreme cybernetic surgeries.Īfter a microelectrode pierced his pineal gland, Anarki perceived a surreal, alien reality breakthrough! He eagerly sought more procedures, ignoring the insomnia. Anarki’s rebellion began with the usual self-vandalism, but he craved something greater, and found it in transhumanism.

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