How do you pronounce that by the way?
Like a lot of the less affluent folks you live here in the 'undercity' part of the ring, right? Less visibility and all that. What's your place like? Do you even pay much attention to it? Seeing your headjack, you're so tricked out that the Interface has a reality to you that it doesn't have to others. It has smells, sounds, textures you can feel with your fingers, and tastes.
People call the 'face 'augmented reality,' but compared to you, most of them have no idea how far that can really go.
Just out of curiosity, are any of your family nearby, or even here in the ring? What's your contact with them like these days?
So this game, you know the Game, the one that provided the inspiration for you. Really, it's on the verge of being more, now isn't it? I guess what I want to ask is how deeply are you involved in this thing yourself? Do you play? Or are you just a facilitator for others?
I'm guessing from your connection to Cranston, and Diamond Jack that you are sort of a part of the illegal cybernetics trade. I mean they sell the parts and you do the install right? Particularly for the members of the North American Cartel. How about the street hacker kids? You install for them too? Do you actually design implants? You said you put together your prototype with some engineers.
I'd say your just waking up, you were dreaming again, the way you do when you spend a bunch of time deep in the interface before sleeping. And the first thing that comes to mind is the delivery you picked up from Cranston yesterday. What was it?