Reality Shift
"I still can't believe there's a world outside of the server," said Isaac. He and Vince were sitting in his house, relaxing and taking in the events of the day. Evan had downloaded him back into the server with no difficulty, and Trent had been uploaded back into his body just as easily.
"I know what you mean," said Vince, nodding in agreement. "I mean, obviously, the servers have to exist somewhere... but I always thought that they were, I dunno, self-sufficient. It never occured to me that when most of humanity uploaded itself during the Post-Humanism revolution, some people might actually want to stay behind. I bet the world outside of that office building was, like, a barren wasteland, you know?"
"It makes you wonder what's real..." said Isaac. "Reality has always been the server. But, what if that world was a server too? And none of the coding worked because I didn't have any admin privleges?"
"Ugh, too deep," said Vince, rubbing his forehead. "I don't want to think about that. Let's just... I dunno, let's do something. I mean, what are we going to do with all of this space?"
Vince gestured outside, where the edge of Isaac's old allotted space was now replaced with a huge, vast whiteness. It turned out that Trent and Evan really were programmers; since physical rewards were meaningless to Isaac and Vince, they decided to repay their gratitude by granting them ridiculous amounts of free server space. The size of Isaac's home had been increased tenfold, and Vince had a similar sized house waiting for him on Server Yggdrasil.
"Let's make something," said Isaac, with a grin. "I bet the adventures we just had would make for a pretty awesome simulation."
"We are going to be famous," said Vince, nodding in agreement.
"I know what you mean," said Vince, nodding in agreement. "I mean, obviously, the servers have to exist somewhere... but I always thought that they were, I dunno, self-sufficient. It never occured to me that when most of humanity uploaded itself during the Post-Humanism revolution, some people might actually want to stay behind. I bet the world outside of that office building was, like, a barren wasteland, you know?"
"It makes you wonder what's real..." said Isaac. "Reality has always been the server. But, what if that world was a server too? And none of the coding worked because I didn't have any admin privleges?"
"Ugh, too deep," said Vince, rubbing his forehead. "I don't want to think about that. Let's just... I dunno, let's do something. I mean, what are we going to do with all of this space?"
Vince gestured outside, where the edge of Isaac's old allotted space was now replaced with a huge, vast whiteness. It turned out that Trent and Evan really were programmers; since physical rewards were meaningless to Isaac and Vince, they decided to repay their gratitude by granting them ridiculous amounts of free server space. The size of Isaac's home had been increased tenfold, and Vince had a similar sized house waiting for him on Server Yggdrasil.
"Let's make something," said Isaac, with a grin. "I bet the adventures we just had would make for a pretty awesome simulation."
"We are going to be famous," said Vince, nodding in agreement.
