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Headspace.
Headspace is slang for your own personal Virtual reality; you can tailor
it as you want within limits. I'm no rez artist and I'm a cheap bastard, so my
Headspace is furnished with Public Domain art and freeware decor; it's kinda
this and that, one period shoved against the next; I have no taste, but I know
what I like.
Yeah, I could afford to get some dweeb rez wiz to come in and pretty it up
for me, but shit, it ain't worth it. Rather spend the money on access time;
it's not like I let people IN here. I go over to the one exception to my rule
about cheap furnishings. It looks like a battered file cabinet; in fact, if
you pick the lock (that is, your computer beats my encryption/protection
schemes) you will find some mildly illegal porn files stored there with cute
"magazine" objicons. I ignore the lock and open the drawer while laying my
left hand flat on the top and kicking the right side of the cabinet just so.
It opens to reveal the simple keyboard and screen that is the user interface
of a very fucking expensive
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