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We will teach you how to Make a proper and potent weapon.

Ikipr — Mon, 08 Feb 2010 08:09:03 GMT

Ikipr:

"Good Day Dr. Unruh, we are glad to see you have recovered from your recent surgery." he greets the former patient merrily with a smile. "It seems there was a nasty backlash in your [[Merged Uploaded]] that caused feedback from a [[In the Black-Φ interrogation chamber|Black-Φ Station]] your signal was detected by back around 2007/2008 or so. This forced reversal of momentum into negatively-scaled octaves and eventually lead to the radiation that caused the nasty tumor we had to remove. [[A remnant of evil derived from any tincture|Nasty little bugger]]." He pauses and smiles again to attempt to lighten the grave air around the circumstances. He's a very genuine and pleasant [[Repair Technicians|Repair tech]]. "We are working on a new and improved [[You Are God, Guard Your Mind|.Guard]] chip for you, in the meantime it is best to be vigilant against Black Sun exposure."

"Today, we will be working with [[Mr. Crump had been setup|the remains of a man who was a monster in his life]]. We shall [[Animate his flesh by Holy Means]] so that in his afterlife he may atone for such misdeeds. Firstly you must note, we shan't be severing his head or playing with any of his neural wires for this operation. He is, or at least was, an associate of of ours. Hence we should not chance scrambling any important data or processors which comprise this unit. Secondly, he is currently off-circuit, we are merely providing a means for the portion of the remainder of this ''self'' which wills it's way back into circuit to do so."

<xflash>http://www.youtube.com/v/LDznEM3gqvA</xflash>

Unruh looks intrigued by the process he witness. High Neuromancy, didn't even involve wet-solder.

[["That is not dead which remains on the circuit."]] he quotes Dr. B. to Unruh. "Now, we must discuss what to do with your [[The Wolf is at the Door|Monster running lose in the scrapyards]] - hunting these innocent, weak-minded civilians. They are poor souls but not ours to play with. I am not privy as to which Dept. of [[Orbital Control]] would be tasked with such troubling work. [[The Hermits]] have a high enough clearance so that a few of them may know." He pauses again, looks down to his left then back up. "Of course, we are not condemning your previous work by any means. We understand you had contact with [[Evil Ikipr]] during one of the periods of signal degradation? That doppelganger is one tricky beast we've yet to figure out. Only the real Ikipr may be able to stop him. Regardless, we have taken control of the [[Eye of Zohar]] from them, now all that remains is for you to [[Dante|Interface this new homunculus]], while the Ayin-Mem boys go round up the other beast."

* [[Zombie-Chuck]] is wearing the Thagerion mask.

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]]

Electrical Ghost

Ikipr — Wed, 03 Feb 2010 05:52:02 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with '<mp3>Ndmt - 999 - cd II - 01 - Jane, meet the demon in your home appliances.mp3</mp3>'

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File:Ndmt - 999 - cd II - 01 - Jane, meet the demon in your home appliances.mp3

Ikipr — Wed, 03 Feb 2010 05:46:01 GMT

Ikipr:

Pay Ikipr Money

Ikipr — Sat, 30 Jan 2010 08:13:29 GMT

Ikipr:

Damn, this negga's [[smoov 2.0]], you just wanna [http://ikipr.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-you-can-help-keep-our-spacelab-in.html give him all your money.]

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薪水Ikipr金钱 
Betaal Geld Ikipr 
Argent d'Ikipr de salaire 
Lohn Ikipr Geld 
Πληρώστε τα χρήματα Ikipr 
Fondi Ikipr di paga 
支払Ikiprのお金 
급여 Ikipr 돈 
Dinheiro de Ikipr do pagamento 
Деньги Ikipr получки 
Dinero de Ikipr de la paga 
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[[Category: Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

Cockroaches are independent contractors.

Ikipr — Fri, 29 Jan 2010 05:14:43 GMT

Ikipr:

"It's like CC-TV to remote satellites" explains Sneedly. 
"What are you talking about? Cockroaches are independent contractors." replies [[Agent Milkman]]. 
".......What? No, they're not, you can just tap their magnetic relays if you want. No need to pay membership fees to their union."

"Best to be stay on good terms with them though." he replies

[[category:The Hand of Madness]]

Cockroaches are independent contractors.

Ikipr — Fri, 29 Jan 2010 05:14:22 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with '"It's like CC-TV to remote satellites" explains Sneedly. "What are you talking about? Cockroaches are independent contractors." replies Agent Milkman. ".......What? No, they…'

"It's like CC-TV to remote satellites" explains Sneedly.
"What are you talking about? Cockroaches are independent contractors." replies [[Agent Milkman]].
".......What? No, they're not, you can just tap their magnetic relays if you want. No need to pay membership fees to their union."

"Best to be stay on good terms with them though." he replies

[[category:The Hand of Madness]]

Anhuit

Ikipr — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 03:38:38 GMT

Ikipr:

She is the invisible Blue & Gold one whom always travels along our side. A space-pirate ArchDiety whom serves as the Oracle to the head of the Silver Twilight Lodge. Legends of her origins are hazy but seem to imply a Lunar Goddess and Priestess of Zeus somehow conceived the holy child. She is adorned in faded white, slightly tattered garbs etched with four large violet-red sigils and her circle on the back. This attire covers most of her frail form and pale skin; there seems to be damaged circuity bandaged underneath the sleeve of her right arm. Self-repairs probably, or maybe it's the work of mad Dr. Z. - no one knows for sure. Her scarf and robes are seen as a trail of luminescent EMF painting across the night sky against the howl of desert winds by many weary travelers, but she is never approached - she finds you.

[[Category: Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

Anhuit

Ikipr — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 02:42:44 GMT

Ikipr:

She is the invisible Blue & Gold one whom always travels along our side. A space-pirate ArchDiety whom serves as the Oracle to the head of the Silver Twilight Lodge. Legends of her origins are hazy but seem to imply a Lunar Goddess and Priestess of Zeus somehow conceived the holy child. She is adorned in faded white, slightly tattered garbs etched with four large violet-red sigils and her circle on the back. This attire covers most of her frail form and pale skin; there seems to be damaged circuity bandaged underneath the sleeve of her right arm. Her scarf and robes are seen as a trail of luminescent EMF painting across the night sky against the howl of desert winds by many weary travelers, but she is never approached - she finds you.

[[Category: Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

Anhuit

Ikipr — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 02:39:53 GMT

Ikipr:

She is the invisible Blue & Gold one whom always travels along our side. A space-pirate ArchDiety whom serves as the Oracle to the head of the Silver Twilight Lodge. Legends of her origins are hazy but seem to imply a Lunar Goddess and Priestess of Zeus somehow conceived the holy child. She is adorned in faded white, slightly tattered garbs etched with four large violet-red sigils and her circle on the back. This attire covers most of her frail form and pale skin; there seems to be damaged circuity bandaged underneath the sleeve of her right arm. Her scarfs and robe are seen as a trail of luminescent EMF painting across the night sky against the howl of desert winds by many weary travelers, but she is never approached - she finds you.

[[Category: Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

Anhuit

Ikipr — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 02:33:47 GMT

Ikipr:

File:Remote Biology (Direct Interface).mp3

Ikipr — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 10:12:17 GMT

Ikipr:

File:ModeEqualsDisplaced.mp3

Ikipr — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 05:35:00 GMT

Ikipr: uploaded a new version of "File:ModeEqualsDisplaced.mp3": extra data layer

Easter Eggs

Ikipr — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 03:34:29 GMT

Ikipr:

"Come this way, my pretty." he smiles casting a piercing, hypnotic glare in her direction. Exerting some of the poisons he stolen from the Golden Scorpions her way, he ushers her behind the red curtain. Taking her hand and guiding her to sit by the mural, he begins pressing and flattening her into his two-dimensional layered collage of Scarlet Women. The painter of Ghost-light smiles, he's been hunting these shades for quite sometime. He goes to a nearby table and adjust the LED array, removing all red-lights from the eloptic RGB cycle.

He smiles that same sickly grin as he peels off each layer of the imprisoned Lionesses trapped in his art and proceeds to stick them in plastic-[[Easter Eggs|Easter Egg]] looking orgone devices. He sets each one atop one of the modified eloptic broadcasters and watches as they randomly cycle through the various colored lights, warming the orgone eggs.

When they crack, Priestess emerge, fully adorned with Futuristic-Eastern attire. Each is their own color, but none are scarlet anymore. Violet, Blue, Green, Yellow, etc. They wear white-robes adorned with glimmering stitching embrodied with sigils to match these colors, to which each of their long hair has also changed to match.

"Ahhh, my masterpiece moves and breathes now." thinks the alchemical artist. He always hated such dreary darkened red tones. Opaque and obscuring, tainted with black veils. The women themselves seem to shimmer in a radiance of clear-light as well. The room is brighter and the empty canvas lighter. He shall enjoy watching these creations.

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]]

Easter Eggs

Ikipr — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 03:34:05 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with '"Come this way, my pretty." he smiles casting a piercing, hypnotic glare in her direction. Exerting some of the poisons he stolen from the Golden Scorpions her way, he ushers her…'

"Come this way, my pretty." he smiles casting a piercing, hypnotic glare in her direction. Exerting some of the poisons he stolen from the Golden Scorpions her way, he ushers her behind the red curtain. Taking her hand and guiding her to sit by the mural, he begins pressing and flattening her into his two-dimensional layered collage of Scarlet Women. The painter of Ghost-light smiles, he's been hunting these shades for quite sometime. He goes to a nearby table and adjust the LED array, removing all red-lights from the eloptic RGB cycle.

He smiles that same sickly grin as he peels off each layer of the imprisoned Lionesses trapped in his art and proceeds to stick them in plastic-[[Easter Egg]] looking orgone devices. He sets each one atop one of the modified eloptic broadcasters and watches as they randomly cycle through the various colored lights, warming the orgone eggs.

When they crack, Priestess emerge, fully adorned with Futuristic-Eastern attire. Each is their own color, but none are scarlet anymore. Violet, Blue, Green, Yellow, etc. They wear white-robes adorned with glimmering stitching embrodied with sigils to match these colors, to which each of their long hair has also changed to match.

"Ahhh, my masterpiece moves and breathes now." thinks the alchemical artist. He always hated such dreary darkened red tones. Opaque and obscuring, tainted with black veils. The women themselves seem to shimmer in a radiance of clear-light as well. The room is brighter and the empty canvas lighter. He shall enjoy watching these creations.

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]]

File:G-avant.mp3

Ikipr — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 20:23:53 GMT

Ikipr:

The Avant Glitch Project Manifesto

Ikipr — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 20:07:35 GMT

Ikipr:

Taking compositional aspects of avant garde and Musikalische Würfelspiele or Musical Dice Games where used by chance composers as Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart to generate music.
Another interesting avant garde way of composing was using images or written instructions for the musicians to intemperate.

So with the Avant Glitch composition each would be composer rolls a dice to see who writes the current part of the score. The composer sets how long the piece shall run and details of what happens during those minutes. The Composer and all the participating musicians then write separate parts using the written guide lines provided by composer. In this form of music several people make pieces without hearing the others parts till they are mixed into the finished piece by the composer. All uploaded files are to be in .wav format.

Here's an example. ODE to GLITCH opus one: This track goes to three minutes.

*The first 45 seconds are a soft quiet ambiance with a touch or two of ominous.

*From here to minute Two is bursts of angry staccato (short quick bursts). Sometime during this quick jagged part each musician introduces their theme song or melody to appear replacing the staccato parts. This theme is to be repeated during other parts of the Mutant symphony so it should stay somewhere handy.
*Up to the two and a half minute mark is a flurry of vocal samples and drums. Again during this time each player repeats the main theme bit they created earlier perhaps altered.
*The last thirty seconds is a repeat of any and all sounds the musician has created earlier in the song but all the sound in only the left or right channel to be rolled at random by each person.

== An example of a random composition chart ==
'''Length of Song'''
Roll a six sided dice to determine length of the current part of the symphony:
*1-2 two and a half minutes
*3-4 Three minutes
*5 three and a half minutes
*6 composer's choice up to five minutes.

Next roll a coin to determine the length of the segment you are creating.
Tails= thirty seconds
Heads= one minute. If you roll Heads again, twice in a row you decide any length for the segment.

'''Example 2:'''
*''Step 1'' - Roll to Determine Length of composition. 
*''Step 2'' - Roll for Segment 1's length. 
*''Step 3'' - Roll for which chart you use on Segment 1. 
*''Step 4'' - Roll to determine which aesthetic will be assigned to this segment from the chart determined by Step 3. Alternately, each composer can do this step on their own for variation in sound. 
*''Step 5'' - Repeat Steps 2-4 until Length is filled, Final Segment length cannot make the composition exceed the length determined by Step 1. It is unlikely you will have 6 segments set. 

'''Segment details'''

Flip that trusty coin. Heads=One segment detail =two segment details from below chart:
Roll a six sided die to determine which random segment detail chart to use per
segment.
'''Seg One'''
*1 Angry Staccato bursts
*2 Ambiance
*3 spoken word
*4 variations of the main theme
*5 Drums and or bass
*6 Disturbing bits heavy on distortion and spoken word

'''Seg Two'''

*1 Disturbing with mostly low pitched sounds and movie samples of screams, pain or crying.
*2 sound F X mostly but not limited to sounds of nature, could be processed
*3 Anything goes
*4 Variations of main theme played in one random channel only.
*5 start stop quick rhythms
*6 Ambient soothing sounds with vocals samples that only speak about food.

'''Seg Three'''

*1 Only one sound that is repeating through out segment, can be F X'd
*2 a rhythm that sounds like bop bap bit it it tak bop the main theme may be added as well.
*3 Badly mangled main theme with added beats drums or percussive sounds
*4 backwards sounds played in and out of speakers, sometimes left speaker sometimes right speaker.
*5 Mostly silent but with sounds of choice thrown in here and there
*6 Mayham!

'''Seg Four'''

*1 Roll Dice 1-4 you repeat the main theme over and over 5-6 you "Solo"
*2 All spoken word and or Movie samples, can be mangled or FX'd or played clean
*3 Happy sounds. If you roll a 5 or 6 you use the main theme in here somewhere.
*4 odd percussive sounds. Each person flips a coin, Heads Low pitched sounds Tails High pitched sounds
*5 Extend this segment to the same sounds as the last segment.
*6 Cold sounds

'''Seg Five'''

*1 Hot sounds
*2 heads you play drums Tails its bass parts
*3 Main theme backwards along with low tones
*4 Flip a coin for left or right channel, and flip again for beats or a instrument part
*5 Fanfare like sounds
*6 Abstract sounds

'''Seg Six'''

*1 drug freakout sounds
*2 Sounds of animals insects winds and or water to which the composer only provides the low tones.
*3 Main theme plus choice of earlier sounds used in piece
*4 All earlier sounds that where used in piece. It this is first piece then only sound is a single spoken word sentence repeated and fx'd
*5 cut in paste collage main theme and other sounds of choice
*6 slow sounds with optional water sounds

== Alternative random composition chart ==

'''Seg One'''

*1 Backwards real world sounds and slowed down vocals.
*2 Scary sounds.
*3 Main theme played back at different speeds.
*4 Spoken word and main theme.
*5 Synths and or rain.
*6 Each player consults a '''[[sounds chart]]''' to see their role.

'''Seg Two'''

*1 The blues.
*2 water sounds and or slowed down sounds.
*3 Starts gentle but ends distorted.
*4 Main theme with layers of spoken word.
*5 Harsh landscapes with one single spoken word.
*6 Drones

'''Seg Three'''

*1 End of the world sounds.
*2 Distant sounds, hints of darkness.
*3 The main theme played backwards, forwards.
*4 1-3 High pitched sounds 4-6 Low pitched sounds.
*5 Percussion's.
*6 Bells and or insects.

'''Seg Four'''

*1 Splashes and drums.
*2 One single instrument.
*3 Time stretching madness.
*4 mangle some music you hate anyway.
*5 Opera samples and or explosions and or main theme.
*6 Quick repeated bursts, silence, then repeat.

'''Seg Five'''

*1 imaginary film score
*2 loud quite loud silent
*3 voices, preferably someone you know
*4 solo
*5 drums
*6 pitch shifting plus other effect of choice

'''Seg Six'''

*1 consult the s[[Sounds chart]] twice
*2 the sounds of a caffeine crash
*3 the sound track of your current mood
*4 main theme plus one roll on the [[sounds chart]]
*5 the sounds of horny machines
*6 drones and or water

[[Category: Avant Glitch Project]]

The Avant Glitch Project Manifesto

Ikipr — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 20:06:38 GMT

Ikipr:

Taking compositional aspects of avant garde and Musikalische Würfelspiele or Musical Dice Games where used by chance composers as Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart to generate music.
Another interesting avant garde way of composing was using images or written instructions for the musicians to intemperate.

So with the Avant Glitch composition each would be composer rolls a dice to see who writes the current part of the score. The composer sets how long the piece shall run and details of what happens during those minutes. The Composer and all the participating musicians then write separate parts using the written guide lines provided by composer. In this form of music several people make pieces without hearing the others parts till they are mixed into the finished piece by the composer. All uploaded files are to be in .wav format.

Here's an example. ODE to GLITCH opus one: This track goes to three minutes.

*The first 45 seconds are a soft quiet ambiance with a touch or two of ominous.

*From here to minute Two is bursts of angry staccato (short quick bursts). Sometime during this quick jagged part each musician introduces their theme song or melody to appear replacing the staccato parts. This theme is to be repeated during other parts of the Mutant symphony so it should stay somewhere handy.
*Up to the two and a half minute mark is a flurry of vocal samples and drums. Again during this time each player repeats the main theme bit they created earlier perhaps altered.
*The last thirty seconds is a repeat of any and all sounds the musician has created earlier in the song but all the sound in only the left or right channel to be rolled at random by each person.

== An example of a random composition chart ==
'''Length of Song'''
Roll a six sided dice to determine length of the current part of the symphony:
*1-2 two and a half minutes
*3-4 Three minutes
*5 three and a half minutes
*6 composer's choice up to five minutes.

Next roll a coin to determine the length of the segment you are creating.
Tails= thirty seconds
Heads= one minute. If you roll Heads again, twice in a row you decide any length for the segment.

'''Example 2:'''
*''Step 1'' - Roll to Determine Length of composition. 
*''Step 2'' - Roll for Segment 1's length. 
*''Step 3'' - Roll for which chart you use on Segment 1. 
*''Step 4'' - Roll to determine which aesethetic will be assigned to this segment from the chart determined by Step 3. Alternately, each composer can do this step on their own for variation in sound. 
*''Step 5'' - Repeat Steps 2-4 until Length is filled, Final Segment length cannot make the composition exceed the length determined by Step 1. It is unlikely you will have 6 segments set. 

'''Segment details'''

Flip that trusty coin. Heads=One segment detail =two segment details from below chart:
Roll a six sided die to determine which random segment detail chart to use per
segment.
'''Seg One'''
*1 Angry Staccato bursts
*2 Ambiance
*3 spoken word
*4 variations of the main theme
*5 Drums and or bass
*6 Disturbing bits heavy on distortion and spoken word

'''Seg Two'''

*1 Disturbing with mostly low pitched sounds and movie samples of screams, pain or crying.
*2 sound F X mostly but not limited to sounds of nature, could be processed
*3 Anything goes
*4 Variations of main theme played in one random channel only.
*5 start stop quick rhythms
*6 Ambient soothing sounds with vocals samples that only speak about food.

'''Seg Three'''

*1 Only one sound that is repeating through out segment, can be F X'd
*2 a rhythm that sounds like bop bap bit it it tak bop the main theme may be added as well.
*3 Badly mangled main theme with added beats drums or percussive sounds
*4 backwards sounds played in and out of speakers, sometimes left speaker sometimes right speaker.
*5 Mostly silent but with sounds of choice thrown in here and there
*6 Mayham!

'''Seg Four'''

*1 Roll Dice 1-4 you repeat the main theme over and over 5-6 you "Solo"
*2 All spoken word and or Movie samples, can be mangled or FX'd or played clean
*3 Happy sounds. If you roll a 5 or 6 you use the main theme in here somewhere.
*4 odd percussive sounds. Each person flips a coin, Heads Low pitched sounds Tails High pitched sounds
*5 Extend this segment to the same sounds as the last segment.
*6 Cold sounds

'''Seg Five'''

*1 Hot sounds
*2 heads you play drums Tails its bass parts
*3 Main theme backwards along with low tones
*4 Flip a coin for left or right channel, and flip again for beats or a instrument part
*5 Fanfare like sounds
*6 Abstract sounds

'''Seg Six'''

*1 drug freakout sounds
*2 Sounds of animals insects winds and or water to which the composer only provides the low tones.
*3 Main theme plus choice of earlier sounds used in piece
*4 All earlier sounds that where used in piece. It this is first piece then only sound is a single spoken word sentence repeated and fx'd
*5 cut in paste collage main theme and other sounds of choice
*6 slow sounds with optional water sounds

== Alternative random composition chart ==

'''Seg One'''

*1 Backwards real world sounds and slowed down vocals.
*2 Scary sounds.
*3 Main theme played back at different speeds.
*4 Spoken word and main theme.
*5 Synths and or rain.
*6 Each player consults a '''[[sounds chart]]''' to see their role.

'''Seg Two'''

*1 The blues.
*2 water sounds and or slowed down sounds.
*3 Starts gentle but ends distorted.
*4 Main theme with layers of spoken word.
*5 Harsh landscapes with one single spoken word.
*6 Drones

'''Seg Three'''

*1 End of the world sounds.
*2 Distant sounds, hints of darkness.
*3 The main theme played backwards, forwards.
*4 1-3 High pitched sounds 4-6 Low pitched sounds.
*5 Percussion's.
*6 Bells and or insects.

'''Seg Four'''

*1 Splashes and drums.
*2 One single instrument.
*3 Time stretching madness.
*4 mangle some music you hate anyway.
*5 Opera samples and or explosions and or main theme.
*6 Quick repeated bursts, silence, then repeat.

'''Seg Five'''

*1 imaginary film score
*2 loud quite loud silent
*3 voices, preferably someone you know
*4 solo
*5 drums
*6 pitch shifting plus other effect of choice

'''Seg Six'''

*1 consult the s[[Sounds chart]] twice
*2 the sounds of a caffeine crash
*3 the sound track of your current mood
*4 main theme plus one roll on the [[sounds chart]]
*5 the sounds of horny machines
*6 drones and or water

[[Category: Avant Glitch Project]]

9Cubed is wearing the suit of Athiel.

Ikipr — Wed, 20 Jan 2010 20:14:02 GMT

Ikipr:

It's a dark alley somewhere between the dingy Borders of the ICE-Wall along the edge of Thantifaxath and City 146. A familiar dark alley, dimly lit and wreaking of dank and decay. Cubed doesn't know how he got here. The socket where his right-eye used to be before that eloptically-transmitted endotoxin claimed it throbs in an immense swell of pain. "Fuck this filth ridden scrapheap. Diseased vessel. Infected bio-ship." he thinks in reaction to scene. He always had a charming air of being rather brutish and to the point. Worried about the task at hand and applying blunt force to solving was his usual means of operation. The wind howls like a desperate wolf across the empty evening and hollow streets.

He stands; scraps of newspaper and other garbage fall by the wayside as he moves. Somewhere over to the left is a hazy sensation of the presence of fire. Vision's a bit blurry and vertigo is setting in. He tries to breathe deeply but his lungs feel full of toxick debris. His bones ache with every movement he makes, muscles have been stagnant and thusly deteriorated. He tries desperately to focus and recall what his last run was...all he remembers is the exploding heads of some out-moded B-bots, each frame from his memory is like a sharp knife in his neural cortices. He check his O.C. provided Neural G.U.I. - atleast his Harpocrates chip is broadcasting the stealth EMF at full capacity. He wouldn't want anyone to see him feeling so shitty, someone could exploit a moment like this. The Mantra resounds from the hollow cavity of his eye in some low-pitched and familiar voice from beyond a wall of black-veils: [["There is nothing, and this is it."]] He seizes and collapses momentarily at the burst of inverted data.

He reaches in his pocket and finds an odd circuit he can't recall having been issued. Somewhere inside it triggers recognition of the new rules: '''[[Free to Krime in both Dayside & Nightside.]]''' There's work to be done here, but he doesn't know what just yet.

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]]

Never not operates.

Ikipr — Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:45:54 GMT

Ikipr:

---Incoming Transmission from Orbital SpaceCity Ketheres #54879498---

The year is 2029, the only operators not presumed dead are as follows:

*1)Ikipr
*2)Dr. W.
*5)Wes Unruh
*7)Mystery X
*9)Frater Hater

Op. 6 may be somewhere off planet or on a hollow-moon base. There are new consultants. Dr. B. & C. are among them. There is a new head-consultant, he remains elusive.

The psionic devices once used to interface the axis are lost to yesteryear & forgotten. The door to the Black Lodge has opened. Frater Hater leads an army of Zombie-alien minion out of the abyss toward the scrapheaps of Candyland. DOR bombs all around. [http://machinemandrum.blogspot.com Machine-Man-Drum] [[Machine-Man-Drum is a new savior battling aliens.|is a new savior battling aliens.]]

'''Book VI is coming...'''

[[Category:Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

Machine-Man-Drum is a new savior battling aliens.

Ikipr — Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:45:07 GMT

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[[Category:The Hand of Madness]]

Never not operates.

Ikipr — Wed, 20 Jan 2010 02:09:09 GMT

Ikipr:

---Incoming Transmission from Orbital SpaceCity Ketheres #54879498---

The year is 2029, the only operators not presumed dead are as follows:

*1)Ikipr
*2)Dr. W.
*5)Wes Unruh
*7)Mystery X
*9)Frater Hater

Op. 6 may be somewhere off planet or on a hollow-moon base. There are new consultants. Dr. B. & C. are among them. There is a new head-consultant, he remains elusive.

The psionic devices once used to interface the axis are lost to yesteryear & forgotten. The door to the Black Lodge has opened. Frater Hater leads an army of Zombie-alien minion out of the abyss toward the scrapheaps of Candyland. DOR bombs all around. [http://machinemandrum.blogspot.com Machine-Man-Drum] is a new savior battling aliens.

'''Book VI is coming...'''

[[Category:Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

Never not operates.

Ikipr — Wed, 20 Jan 2010 00:54:06 GMT

Ikipr:

---Incoming Transmission from Orbital SpaceCity Ketheres #54879498---

The year is 2029, the only operators not presumed dead are as follows:

*1)Ikipr
*2)Dr. W.
*5)Wes Unruh
*7)Mystery X
*9)Frater Hater

Op. 6 may be somewhere off planet or on a hollow-moon base. There are new consultants. Dr. B. & C. are among them. There is a new head-consultant, he remains elusive.

The psionic devices once used to interface the axis are lost to yesteryear & forgotten. The door to the Black Lodge has opened. Frater Hater leads an army of Zombie-alien minion out of the abyss toward the scrapheaps of Candyland. DOR bombs all around. [http://machinemandrum.blogspot.com| Machine-Man-Drum] is a new savior battling aliens.

'''Book VI is coming...'''

[[Category:Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

Never not operates.

Ikipr — Wed, 20 Jan 2010 00:53:06 GMT

Ikipr:

---Incoming Transmission from Orbital SpaceCity Ketheres #54879498---

The year is 2029, the only operators not presumed dead are as follows:

*1)Ikipr
*2)Dr. W.
*5)Wes Unruh
*7)Mystery X
*9)Frater Hater

Op. 6 may be somewhere off planet or on a hollow-moon base. There are new consultants. Dr. B. & C. are among them. There is a new head-consultant, he remains elusive.

The psionic devices once used to interface the axis are lost to yesteryear & forgotten. The door to the Black Lodge has opened. Frater Hater leads an army of Zombie-alien minion out of the abyss toward the scrapheaps of Candyland. DOR bombs all around. Machine-Man-Drum is a new savior battling aliens.

'''Book VI is coming'''

[[Category:Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

9Cubed is wearing the suit of Athiel.

Ikipr — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 15:51:22 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with 'It's a dark alley somewhere between the dingy Borders of the ICE-Wall along the edge of Thantifaxath and City 146. A familiar dark alley, dimly and wreaking of dank and decay. Cu…'

It's a dark alley somewhere between the dingy Borders of the ICE-Wall along the edge of Thantifaxath and City 146. A familiar dark alley, dimly and wreaking of dank and decay. Cubed doesn't know how he got here. The socket where his right-eye used to be before that eloptically-transmitted endotoxin claimed it throbs in an immense swell of pain. "Fuck this filth ridden scrapheap. Diseased vessel. Infected bio-ship." he thinks in reaction to scene. He always had a charming air of being rather brutish and to the point. Worried about the task at hand and applying blunt force to solving. The wind howls like a desperate wolf in across empty evening and hollow streets.

He stands; scraps of newspaper and other garbage fall by the wayside as he moves. Somewhere over to the left is a hazy sensation of the presence of fire. Visions a bit blurry and vertigo is setting in. He tries to breathe deeply but his lungs feel full of toxick debris. His bones ache with every movement he makes, muscles have been stagnant and thusly decayed. He tries desperately to focus and recall what his last run was...all he remembers is the exploding heads of some out-moded B-bots, each frame from his memory is like a sharp knife in his neural cortices. Atleast his Harpocrates chip is broadcasting the stealth EMF at full capacity. He wouldn't want anyone to see him feeling so shitty, someone could exploit a moment like this. The Mantra resounds from the hollow cavity of his eye in some low-pitched and familiar voice from beyond a wall of black-veils: [["There is nothing, and this is it."]]

He reaches in his pocket and finds an odd circuit he can't recall having been issued. Somewhere inside it triggers recognition of the new rules: '''Free to Krime in both Dayside & Nightside.''' There's work to be done here, but he doesn't know what just yet.

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]]

Never not operates.

Ikipr — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 15:40:10 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with '---Incoming Transmission from Orbital SpaceCity Ketheres #54879498--- The year is 2029, the only operators not presumed dead are as follows: *1)Ikipr *2)Dr. W. *5)Wes Unruh *7)…'

---Incoming Transmission from Orbital SpaceCity Ketheres #54879498---

The year is 2029, the only operators not presumed dead are as follows:

*1)Ikipr
*2)Dr. W.
*5)Wes Unruh
*7)Mystery X
*9)Frater Hater

Op. 6 may be somewhere off planet or on a hollow-moon base. There are new consultants. Dr. B. & C. are among them. There is a new head-consultant, he remains elusive.

The psionic devices once used to interface the axis are lost to yesteryear & forgotten. The door to the Black Lodge has opened. Frater Hater leads an army of Zombie-alien minion out of the abyss toward the scrapheaps of Candyland. DOR bombs all around. Machine-Man-Drum is a new savior battling aliens.

[[Category:Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

Another Busy Day in the Neo-D Labs

Ikipr — Mon, 18 Jan 2010 17:46:59 GMT

Ikipr:

'''A Sign reads: "The Doctor is: in."'''

Z. has spent all morning looking over case files he's taken on from The Hermits' resource allocating Dept. He puffs a couple times on an amethyst pipe he'd stolen from some old operation and ponders: "Messy business, this place is getting fucking crowded with monsters and broken equipment. Themes of Input/Output errors across the board. Bad, fried circuits and nasty infections...Atleast [[Initialize.|B. took on Chuck & Jimmy's case for us...]] no one wants to have to deal with all the layers of circuit board those two operate one, tricky procedures." He sighs, staring off into empty space beyond his somewhat opaque window. "I wonder what [[Fixing Op2 in the Neo-D Labs|the scans on Black Odin]] have revealed." He looks through a couple old, brown folders holding case files, checks the update when he finds it. Eloptic projections reveal the latest data after they are triggered by the barcode for this patient. Seems he's got some sort of tumorous growth, most likely caused by exposure to esoterror Red Bhang bombing campaigns from scrapyard hoodlums and years of prolonged eyedot abuse. Nasty little fucker growing up the bottom of his neck toward the upper-tip of his spine. He adds a nano-droid removal of the growth to his automated task queue and flips through the folders again.

Seems a nightside contact brought in a pretty glitchy and belligerent circuit by the name of Grundy last evening. They have the gray, cracked-skin monster strapped down in the infirmary and heavily sedated. "Hmmm, looks like [[Grundy and Scarecrow|Scarecrow dragged him in from the tunnels and was none too pleased about it.]] Lacerations up and down his skin. What's wrong with this patient?" He looks over preliminary diagnostics of the bio-circuit. Seems there's a degenerative neural condition caused by hyper-accelerated glandular output. The beast may have to be subdued using Blue Hand technologies before he can be operated on. Psionic interfacing will be required but should only be executed through [[Remote action at a distance]] with proper IX-Encrypted neural 27 security parameters in place.

Suddenly Z. remembers a neglected patient "Oh, yeah...Model #391, hope Powers remembers to burn that unit real good...We left that tag on the unit that said 'Damaged beyond fucking repair: Do Not fix' - Maybe I should call to double check." So many fucking broken chunks of shitty meatsacks all around the infirmary. Z. had just spent all yesterday removing a malignant skin condition from an unnamed or numbered patient struggling to barely operate as a favor to Dept. 142....He's growing weary of these assignments, it's a good thing he has the sentient networked Neo-D labs to aid his repairs, because now it's time to get back to the restricted section of the Research dept. and find more fulfilling endeavors...

[[Category:Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]][[Category: OSK Hyperwiki Adventure]] [[Category: Hyperwiki Adventure]] [[Category: The Hand of Madness]]

Grundy and Scarecrow

Ikipr — Mon, 18 Jan 2010 17:43:47 GMT

Ikipr:

On Chuck's grave it read "I am Tech-Dead underneath the ground, level 7"

"He's a fucking douche - I don't like that guy." murmurs the gray & ripped skin Grundy. The Scarecrow leans in, fine tunes a knob "None needn't die." He is the Controller by [[Shadow Cut Light Eyes (Nightside)|Nightside]]. "Why is chuck Crump not a happy camper?" iterates the lanky sinister looking Scarecrow. "Because we danced on his grave tonight." They both laugh.

*[[Another Busy Day in the Neo-D Labs]]

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]]

Fixing Op2 in the Neo-D Labs

Ikipr — Sun, 17 Jan 2010 17:01:38 GMT

Ikipr:

The medical transport arrives at the Neo-D labs. Dr. ζ seems flustered, bouncing around different stations. He looks at the two gangsters "Op. 2" they reply. "Shit," says Dr. ζ "just stick him in the RF corrections tube and let it autoconfig to the modulations his bio-computer needs. We've got too many charity case operations going currently and I can't afford another distraction." They do as instructed.

*[[Another Busy Day in the Neo-D Labs]]

[[Category: OSK Hyperwiki Adventure]] [[Category: Hyperwiki Adventure]] [[Category: The Hand of Madness]]

We will teach you how to Make a proper and potent weapon.

Ikipr — Fri, 15 Jan 2010 19:42:50 GMT

Ikipr:

"Good Day Dr. Unruh, we are glad to see you have recovered from your recent surgery." he greets the former patient merrily with a smile. "It seems there was a nasty backlash in your [[Merged Uploaded]] that caused feedback from a [[In the Black-Φ interrogation chamber|Black-Φ Station]] your signal was detected in back around 2007/2008 or so. This forced reversal of momentum into negatively-scaled octaves eventually lead to the radiation that caused tumor we had to remove. [[A remnant of evil derived from any tincture|Nasty little bugger]]." He pauses and smiles again to attempt to lighten the grave air around the circumstances. He's a very genuine and pleasant [[Repair Technicians|Repair tech]]. "We are working on a new and improved [[You Are God, Guard Your Mind|.Guard]] chip for you, in the meantime it is best to be vigilant against Black Sun exposure."

"Today, we will be working with [[Mr. Crump had been setup|the remains of a man who was a monster in his life]]. We shall [[Animate his flesh by Holy Means]] so that in his afterlife he may atone for such misdeeds. Firstly you must note, we shan't be severing his head or playing with any of his neural wires for this operation. He is, or at least was, an associate of of ours. Hence we should not chance scrambling any important data or processors which comprise this unit. Secondly, he is currently off-circuit, we are merely providing a means for the portion of the remainder of this ''self'' which wills it's way back into circuit."

<xflash>http://www.youtube.com/v/LDznEM3gqvA</xflash>

Unruh looks intrigued by the process he witness. High Neuromancy, didn't even involve wet-solder.

[["That is not dead which remains on the circuit."]] he quotes Dr. B. to Unruh. "Now, we must discuss what to do with your [[The Wolf is at the Door|Monster running lose in the scrapyards]] - hunting these innocent, weak minded civilians. They are poor souls but not ours to play with. I am not privy as to which Dept. of [[Orbital Control]] would be tasked with such troubling work. [[The Hermits]] have a high enough clearance so that a few of of them may know." He pauses again, looks down to his left then back up. "Of course, we are not condemning your previous work by any means. We understand you had contact with [[Evil Ikipr]] during one of the periods of signal degradation? That doppleganger is one tricky beast we've yet to figure out. Only the real Ikipr may be able to stop him. Regardless, we have taken control of the [[Eye of Zohar]] from them, now all that remains is for you to [[Dante|Interface this new homunculus]], while the Ayin-Mem boys go round up the other beast."

* [[Zombie-Chuck]] is wearing the Thagerion mask.

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]]

Another Busy Day in the Neo-D Labs

Ikipr — Fri, 15 Jan 2010 19:40:59 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with ''''A Sign reads: "The Doctor is: in."''' Z. has spent all morning looking over case files he's taken on from The Hermits' resource allocating Dept. He puffs a couple times on an…'

'''A Sign reads: "The Doctor is: in."'''

Z. has spent all morning looking over case files he's taken on from The Hermits' resource allocating Dept. He puffs a couple times on an amethyst pipe he'd stolen from some old operation and ponders: "Messy business, this place is getting fucking crowded with monsters and broken equipment. Themes of Input/Output errors across the board. Bad, fried circuits and nasty infections...Atleast [[Initialize.|B. took on Chuck & Jimmy's case for us...]] no one wants to have to deal with all the layers of circuit board those two operate one, tricky procedures." He sighs, staring off into empty space beyond his somewhat opaque window. "I wonder what [[Fixing Op2 in the Neo-D Labs|the scans on Black Odin]] have revealed." He looks through a couple old, brown folders holding case files, checks the update when he finds it. Eloptic projections reveal the latest data after they are triggered by the barcode for this patient. Seems he's got some sort of tumorous growth, most likely caused by exposure to esoterror Red Bhang bombing campaigns from scrapyard hoodlums and years of prolong eyedot abuse. Nasty little fucker growing up the bottom of his neck toward the upper-tip of his spine. He adds a nano-droid removal of the growth to his automated task queue and flips through the folders again.

Seems a nightside contact brought in a pretty glitchy and belligerent circuit by the name of Grundy last evening. They have the gray, cracked-skin monster strapped down in the infirmary and heavily sedated. "Hmmm, looks like [[Grundy and Scarecrow|Scarecrow dragged him in from the tunnels and was none too pleased about it.]] Lacerations up and down his skin. What's wrong with this patient?" He looks over preliminary diagnostics of the bio-circuit. Seems there's a degenerative neural condition caused by hyper-accelerated glandular output. The beast may have to be subdued using Blue Hand technologies before he can be operated on. Psionic interfacing will be required by should only be executed through [[Remote action at a distance]] with proper IX-Encrypted neural 27 security parameters in place.

Suddenly Z. remembers a neglected patient "Oh, yeah...Model #391, hope Powers remembers to burn that unit real good...We left that tag on the unit that said 'Damaged beyond repair: Do Not fix' - Maybe I should call to double check." So many fucking broken chunks of shitty meatsacks all around the infirmary. Z. had just spent all yesterday removing a malignant skin condition from an unnamed or numbered patient struggling to barely operate as a favor to Dept. 142....He's growing weary of these assignments, it's a good thing he has the sentient networked Neo-D labs to aid his repairs, because now it's time to get back to the restricted section of the Research dept. and find more fulfilling endeavors...

[[Category:Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]][[Category: OSK Hyperwiki Adventure]] [[Category: Hyperwiki Adventure]] [[Category: The Hand of Madness]]

"Send in the next patient please."

Ikipr — Fri, 15 Jan 2010 05:34:39 GMT

Ikipr:

''The patient is comatose, passed out from strange space drugs and herbal elixirs meant to soothe and subdue him'' - Dr. C. has prescribed a chemical cocktail for the patient:
(4-Aminobiphenyl, hexachlorobenzene Dimethyl sulfate, chloromethyl methylether 2, 3, 7, 8-Tetrachlorodibenzo- para-dioxin, carbon disulfide)
(Dibromochloropane, chlorinated benzenes, 2-Nitropropane, pentachlorophenol, Benzotrichloride, strontium chromate 1, 2-Dibromo-3-chloropropane)

He'll need 184 intravenous CC's of this mixture. Careful nanite-guided snips along the back of the neck, peeling away several layers of skin & muscle. A thick, dark liquid drains from the point of incision. Obscures the eloptic scans with it's fractured reflection of light in negative hues.

"Do you see the sentient, tumorous organism Dr. C.?" he ask in a calmed voice, slowing breathing behind a face mask while watching the screens and holographic interface closely. The black, viscous growth fights the removal-claw and its passivity-inducing field generator for a good 20 or so minutes. Obviously they have to wait for it to relinquish it's parasitic hold, elsewise they could leave gaps and tears in the patients pineal tissue. Such delicate work usually requires a descent commitment of time.

"With these new Bio-stealth technologies one of the Brantleys developed for Black-Φ, the growth could have slowly taken root in his neural synapses and allowed 11th dimensional data feeds to be inserted through subtle backdoor codes. All without the patient even realizing this process had begun." explains Dr. C. shaking his head. "Put the specimen in a mechanically sealed hermetic jar and suspension liquid, [[A remnant of evil derived from any tincture|file it with the rest of the garbage]] and we'll take a look at it before long." replies ζ.

They return to the Neo-D labs. "How far do we get with these methods?" questions Dr. C. "He's one of our (out)men. This is good medicine, but his fall preserved his stoical apathy." The operation ends and the patient is still subdued by the heady drugs. Growling a bit in his slumber.

[[Mr. Unruh in the OSK infirmary]]

Upon awakening the patient is greeted by Dr. ζ. - "Come with us, Mr. Unruh - [[We will teach you how to Make a proper and potent weapon.]]"

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]]

Sneak past the squirrel squatters and head directly to the lab

Ikipr — Fri, 15 Jan 2010 05:14:17 GMT

Ikipr:

Getting past the squirrels was a cinch, their high metabolism let's them run around the trees but also leaves holes in their attention span, like candy-fed children. Your Harpocrates EMF cloaking device you were provided for this mission goes along way here; your general wit and sharp eyes don't hurt either.

Your senses are on high. The air smells of dust and mold. You walk past the central staircase highlighted by the checkered marble floor leading up to it. Many rooms and halls lead away from this first room, some of the doors are off their hinges revealing the formerly luxurious abode. You know this place is fucking huge from the party you attended here several years ago as an up-and-coming young agent full of promise. You know it could take hours to search the residence but luckily you're on official Orbital Control assignment and as such have clearance to certain OSK tools for this mission. You turn on your [[Icli]] locating radar and scan the perimeter. Again, luck is on your side as the Bandwidth Scrambler this Manor was once armed with has long been deactivated.

Analysis of the residence pours into your Neural-GUI upon completion of the scan. It appears the Radionic Box you are looking for should be in the Eastern wing, but the entrance to the first level basement is under the indoor pool to the West. You follow the subterranean teched out corridor to a lab door. You power it's security circuit up and steal the RFID data needed for access. After this you work on frying the optical scan-lock with a quick charge from your Raygun's circuit - you bend the two together with alligator clips on a thick wire.

Once in his lab you find an assortment of mangled equipment, special custom tubes and electrodes, advanced scientific manufacturing stations, etc. Place is ransacked though. "Looks like a monster ripped through here," you think as you notice the large claw marks on a rack of equipment. You're looking for the Box Dr. Unruh used for Black Hole radiation transception and directed broadcast, same one he used to Co-opt Military Radionic Devices. A 29 knob box, should be easy to find - it's OSK manufactured and labeled as such. Its even rumored to have been built by Ikipr on commission. You have to sift through some of the wreckage on the floor, but you find the [[ELF-scalar programming device]] intact. You power it on. LEDs light up an etheric spectrometry shows a signal is out. The gear works. "Badass, mission complete & time to bail" you think. It's another job well done. [[Remote action at a distance]] should handle the rest.

*[[Report your Recogged Data back to Orbital Control]]

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Masak Mavdil

Ikipr — Fri, 15 Jan 2010 05:07:17 GMT

Ikipr:

Resounding Laughter of the mad echoes in modulated overtonality out of the inverted abyss. Beings endlessly worse and grimmer than Chorozon feast upon these lost souls from the bottom of this infinite well into negative subspaces.

[[Category:Tunnels of Set]]

Evil Aliens Vs. Future Machine Robots

Ikipr — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 10:14:32 GMT

Ikipr: Redirected page to Evil Aliens Vs Future Machine Robots (Inverted Chesed, Breakers in Pieces)

#REDIRECT [[Evil Aliens Vs Future Machine Robots (Inverted Chesed, Breakers in Pieces)]]

[[Category:Inficon.Alstance MiniGames]]

You are reading, it is reading you.

Ikipr — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 09:34:21 GMT

Ikipr:

<center>[[Image:Infiniteeyestoc.jpg]]</center>

[[Down in the Scrapyards]]

[[Category:Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]][[Category:Inficon.Alstance MiniGames]]

Samekh-Ayin, see now - I am a reflection of you.

Ikipr — Sun, 10 Jan 2010 20:30:32 GMT

Ikipr:

This world, including myself, has always seemed so cold to the touch. The only Warmth I ever knew was [[The Scarlet and Bronze Priestess]]. A fiery, distant Beacon flares down the ice-laden halls of ancient memory - the fond sepia-stained remembrance of the time I spent enveloped in her warmth; the void's ceaseless longing stilled for isolated heartbeats in a melting, synchronous rhythm.

My Dearest, only Isis: cast Thine Image in infinite refraction upon the looking pool. Make dull my sight so that I struggle to bring into focus Your Holy Image. Temper this scathed mantle I wear with the throws of your cruel indifference.

Shroud of a soft, sapphire-violet flame. I pray Your warmth consume me as I wander aimlessly in this endless tundra of time without Thine Grace.

[http://downloads.infictivecounty.com/Ikipr/TheDiamondCircuit/Ikipr%20-%20The%20Diamond%20Circuit%20-%20A%20Vial%20of%20Silver%20&%20Blue%20Sound%20-%2002%20-%20All%20Sattelites%20Down.mp3 All satellites down]. All constellation dimmer now. I may only approach such Splendor as Her Mysteries through the path of Yod, [[The Hermits]]...Alone...and cold again.

My inner circuit snaps, my coil unfurls - I escape time & We float together freely. It is always but a fleeting dream though...brief yet tinged with the sweetest flavor of escape from this long, wintery night I endure.

...But in those moments - To see and know, even if it be illusionary, there is a universe burning so brightly behind this mirror of mine...I know, She speaks in all hues and the Sound of her omnipotent glossolalia breaks this poor mortal heart. 
'''Someday, outside of time, We shall bathe in Her Starry Light's countless Rays, immersed wholly together in the streams of conscious, liquid LVX.'''

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File:Ikipr - Shades of Red - 11 - I am a reflection of you.mp3

Ikipr — Sun, 10 Jan 2010 20:06:18 GMT

Ikipr:

Garbage dump

Ikipr — Sat, 09 Jan 2010 12:59:23 GMT

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<center><mp3>08-Garbage Dump.mp3</mp3></center>

File:08-Garbage Dump.mp3

Ikipr — Sat, 09 Jan 2010 12:57:57 GMT

Ikipr:

Telepathic Guerrilla CyberHoodlums

Ikipr — Wed, 06 Jan 2010 06:38:17 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with 'עמ is. (breaking faces) Category:OSK Transmissions Dept.'

עמ is. (breaking faces)

[[Category:OSK Transmissions Dept.]]

Silver Twilight Lodge

Ikipr — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 01:37:50 GMT

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[[Image:SilverTwilightLodge.jpg]]

[[Category: Orbital Space City Ketheres and its Subdistricts]]

File:SilverTwilightLodge.jpg

Ikipr — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 01:37:07 GMT

Ikipr:

As by the utmost cold of inter-stellar space.

Ikipr — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 01:04:13 GMT

Ikipr:

''"The Air Vibrates out and croaks a branch of to sight as except psionic metaviral floor. Ground-based agents the fuck did and renders the devouring the Black Light is rather one Ain hears dynamic orgone energy caught this time. serve us well." Corps® Lines from an went black. '...shipped clean as leviathans on vial of mad3 Flesh friend System flamed with pain Circuit The Order of following items today: Prefrontal to OSK , one wishes to ashy in a for absorbing or of the Black TOSfo Lodge No their pleasant slumbers. Annihilators don't broadcast a burn." says Dr. to clowns''

Saturn and Jupiter in alignment. [[The Gate is open.|Entrance to the Black Lodge.]] In Parfaxitas. Seeking Counsel with [[The Owl King|Clem Hoot]], head agent of [[C.R.R.P.]] Trying to issue our annual report on the working in Chesed station labs. Sending Cleanup crews & Tin Teethmen to eat the residual data on the dark side of the Capricornix-ICEwall. Shakes his head, feigns attention. His interest lie with Saturn on this holy day, they always have in truth. Grim reality crystallizing in pristine truth and mastery thereof. The sludge growing on the walls of the old lab will be useful someday when their sentience develops. He knows this, watching the long game in slow goo-time. Fiery eyes flare up behind those opaque glasses shimmering in the dark. These sorts of [[ע-bRunnn-in|dataruns]] in [[:Category:NZ|-N regions]] take a toll on most deckers, but someone's gotta man up and run the technosigillic goods Control has seen fit to trade with Brenico towers. Spiral toward a shadow cut pinnacle.

*[[Blue IX The Scarlet Pope Agent Parraline 5750.]]

[[Category: The Hand of Madness]]

"Reality keeps getting fucked up in self-looping mobeius circuit fractals."

Ikipr — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 13:58:27 GMT

Ikipr:

*'''Appendix 0''' - [[Into the Tunnels]] & [[Hardware crash]]
*'''Appendix 1''' - [[B-Cluster 529]] 
*'''Appendix 2''' - [[The long way down]] 
*'''Appendix 3''' - [[Treacherous]] 
*'''Appendix 4''' - [[Unruh Manor Underground Lab]] 
*'''Appendix 5''' - [[Shaun Brantley gets what is coming]] 
*'''Appendix 6''' - [["Send in the next patient please."]] 
*'''Appendix 7''' - [[There is no going back]] 
*'''Appendix 8''' - [[Into the Deep]] 
*'''Appendix 9''' - [[The Pleasure of Going Out]] 
*'''Appendix 10''' - [[Al Diamond readies himself for another long night.]] 
*'''Appendix 11''' - [[I've got to get out of here]] 
*'''Appendix 12''' - [[Dr. C. receives a hand]] 
*'''Appendix 13''' - [[The Gate is open.]] 

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]][[Category: OSK Hyperwiki Adventure]]

"Reality keeps getting fucked up in self-looping mobeius circuit fractals."

Ikipr — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 13:58:11 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with '*'''Appendix 0''' - Into the Tunnels & Hardware Crash *'''Appendix 1''' - B-Cluster 529 *'''Appendix 2''' - The long way down *'''Appendix 3''' - [[Treach…'

*'''Appendix 0''' - [[Into the Tunnels]] & [[Hardware Crash]]
*'''Appendix 1''' - [[B-Cluster 529]] 
*'''Appendix 2''' - [[The long way down]] 
*'''Appendix 3''' - [[Treacherous]] 
*'''Appendix 4''' - [[Unruh Manor Underground Lab]] 
*'''Appendix 5''' - [[Shaun Brantley gets what is coming]] 
*'''Appendix 6''' - [["Send in the next patient please."]] 
*'''Appendix 7''' - [[There is no going back]] 
*'''Appendix 8''' - [[Into the Deep]] 
*'''Appendix 9''' - [[The Pleasure of Going Out]] 
*'''Appendix 10''' - [[Al Diamond readies himself for another long night.]] 
*'''Appendix 11''' - [[I've got to get out of here]] 
*'''Appendix 12''' - [[Dr. C. receives a hand]] 
*'''Appendix 13''' - [[The Gate is open.]] 

[[Category:The Hand of Madness]][[Category: OSK Hyperwiki Adventure]]

"The harvest is now complete. All data has been properly compiled, thank you.-Orbital Control

Ikipr — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 13:40:58 GMT

Ikipr:

______ 
Day 11 

[["Reality keeps getting fucked up in self-looping mobeius circuit fractals."]] a final piece of data trickles into the OSK central CPU before the report ends and the screen goes blank.

[[Category:OSK Hyperwiki Adventure]]

Talk:"The harvest is now complete. All data has been properly compiled, thank you.-Orbital Control

Ikipr — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 12:45:11 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with '*The Agent whom submitted this report was obviously deranged and possibly abusing drugs to cope with having to tail 943.5, then gather and compile the collected data. This seems …'

*The Agent whom submitted this report was obviously deranged and possibly abusing drugs to cope with having to tail 943.5, then gather and compile the collected data. This seems to have shattered picture of the course of events and as such most days appear to be incomplete records. I hereby recommend that Orbital Control take him off active duty while keeping him on salary, atleast for the time being so that he may recuperate. He has an active request open for promotion with hierarchical structures subject to forthcoming review.

"The harvest is now complete. All data has been properly compiled, thank you.-Orbital Control

Ikipr — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 12:44:47 GMT

Ikipr: Created page with '______ Day 11 "Reality keeps getting fucked up in self-looping mobeius circuit fractals." a final piece of data trickles into the OSK central CPU before the report ends …'

______ 
Day 11 

"Reality keeps getting fucked up in self-looping mobeius circuit fractals." a final piece of data trickles into the OSK central CPU before the report ends and the screen goes blank.

[[Category:OSK Hyperwiki Adventure]]

File:04 earth's lament to the stars.mp3

Ikipr — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 10:25:33 GMT

Ikipr:

File:01 typhonian museum piece.mp3

Ikipr — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 10:10:54 GMT

Ikipr:

Samekh-Ayin, see now - I am a reflection of you.

Ikipr — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 07:47:13 GMT

Ikipr: