Y teniendo en cuenta que somos un puñado de monos sin pelo, lo cierto es que hemos llegado a inventar algunas cosas increíbles.
Users could now teleport back and forth between their favorite fictional worlds. Middle Earth. Vulcan. Pern. Arrakis. Magrathea. Discworld, Mid-World, Riverworld, Ringworld. Worlds upon worlds.
Uma pessoa consegue guardar um segredo, mas não duas.
Three hidden keys open three secret gates Wherein the errant will be tested for worthy traits And those with the skill to survive these straits Will reach The End where the prize awaits
Three hidden keys open three secret gatesWherein the errant will be tested for worthy traitsAnd those with the skill to survive these straitsWill reach The End where the prize awaits
This is the OASIS. We exist as nothing but raw personality in here. Art3mis:
Their avatars all sat motionless, with their eyes closed. This was a signal that they were engaged, meaning they were currently on phone calls, browsing the Web, or logged into chat rooms. It was poor...
The captain conceals the Jade Key in a dwelling long neglected But you can only blow the whistle once the trophies are all collected For
The bay doors embedded on the starboard side of the Doolittle’s bow irised open and the Icebreaker launched out of it, accompanied by a dense escort of three dozen fighters.
Someone had keyed my car.
So these aliens, they really have Glaive Fighters?
Sir, the only problem is that you’re a complete fucking moron, I said.
Since then, we’d used Street Fighter II to settle our disputes.
OK, Arty, I said.
No, Daito said. We’re not. You’re all strangers to us. For all we know, any one of you could be a Sixer spy.
I’m not crazy about reality, but it’s still the only place to get a decent meal. —Groucho Marx
In the absence of any real progress, gunter subculture had become mired in bravado, bullshit, and pointless infighting. It was sad, really.
In the OASIS, you got used to seeing freakishly beautiful faces on everyone. But Art3mis’s features didn’t look as though they’d been selected from a beauty drop-down menu on some avatar creation temp...
In a way, these old role-playing games had been the first virtual-reality simulations, created long before computers were powerful enough to do the job. In those days, if you wanted to escape to anoth...
I fired a last volley of plasma bolts at the unprotected enemy ship, which was already vibrating from the buildup of power in its reactor core, and held my breath as they streaked toward it, silently...