The Realm Beyond the DOS Terminal

(t8n:"flicker")+(t8n-time:1.1s)+(link-repeat:"Ding-Dong.")[= //Hello, Welcome.// #The Realm Beyond the DOS Terminal I. Boot-Up An open channel rings on and you keep on clicking. The ether-tubes start firing off signals, (text-style:"shudder")[back and forth, back and forth]. There are many options here. Endless choices for that ocean of techno nostalgia. [[I.I From DOS Onward]] (open-url: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MfmxI24yL8g/") (text-style:"bold","subscript","blurrier","upside-down","sway")[Need help? Ask Clippy...]

(enchant:?page,(background:navy)) ERROR (text-colour:red)[RED]. (text-colour:blue)[BLUE]. CONTINUOUS PLAINS OF (text-colour:blue)[BLUE]. Check [[CMD-PRMPT]] for more information... Isn't it time for a [[break]]?

CMD-PRMPT C:\Users\anon> STRTUP--> Rescrambler... RESTART--> Unknown error ERR0R ERR0R (t8n:"blur")+(t8n-time:1.2s)+(link:"CHECKUP FOR VIRUSES")[= CHECKUP FOR VIRUSES 0% 10% 20% 90% 99% [[II. Lies]] Need to fix your [[III. Display]]? Try that.

break (enchant:?page,(background:(gradient: 0, 0,#19e5e6,0.5,#e5e619,0.5,#19e5e6,1,#e68019)))''I lay across a sun-burnt beach'' It was covered in Pepsi and dolphin squeaks. I can taste crisp chips and hot dogs. It was another ~~~time~~. It was a time of relaxation, seduction, and the tasteless art of exercise.

II. Lies I am drowned in coupons and get-rich schemes I pay daily for the new things in life. OS 1 OS 2 OS 3 OS 4 OS X EDGE PRO GOLD PLATINUM These words mean nothing, False sense of superiority in the technological world. All it took was a [[click]] of a button. You look like you need a [[break]](enchant:?page,(background:red))

click Funny cat videos are here. Pornographic content is here. Movies are here. Comics are here. We. Are. [[Here (Underground)]].

Here in THE (UNDER^^GROUND^^) (open-url: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmZm8vNHBSU/") There lives a den of thieves, They have no leader here, They are Ronin of the Internet ''They'' hide hide hide away from the ''law'' They are the cyberpsychos of the net Influenced by poverty and interest in a place so vast unable to be caught unless they slip up. [[III. Display]] Or [[go get rich?]] Maybe just listen to some [[vaporwave]] or play some [[Arcade]] games (enchant:?page,(background:(gradient: 21, 0,#e68019,0.5,#80e619,1,#e619e5))) (text-style:"bold","wavy-strike","expand","fade-in-out")[Ever get past the [[Blackwall]]? ]

(enchant:?page,(background:(gradient: 0, 0.1696,#e61919,0.5077,#19e619,1,#1919e6))) I.I From DOS Onward It begun with a terminal. Line after line of digital cocaine, Green and Red and Blue and Black. Used by big business and scientists, It exploded into an evolution, Adapting to the changing times, Turning from Terminal to UI Now you could play more than just ''ZORK'' (open-url:"https://archive.org/details/msdos_Zork_I_-_The_Great_Underground_Empire_1980") [[th̸͚̱̳͉̋̄͗͋͋̎͆̽̈̎͆̈̈́͑̃́͂̉̓̈͑̇̍̒̽̈́͛̃̔́̒̃̇̚̚͜͜͝ę̴̡̖̺͙͎̮̯̠̲͈̦̞̩̝̻̻̦̬̣̖̺̮̞̠͚̼̤̯̫͖̹̼̥̳͈̟͈̖̰͋͊̏̒̀̇͒̿̂̐̈́̇̿̕͜͝͠͝ͅr̶̨̨̨̧̛̰̝͉̳̩̲͔̺̗̜̜̘̰̪̘͉̞̥̹̯͌̈͋̆̊̔̒͌̉͛͆͐̀̈́̌̏́͐͌̕͘̕͠͝͝ȩ̷̢̧̡̨̨̺̯̥̺̗̮̠͍̩̠͖̫̰͍̤̠͉̗͚͉̬̫̗̗̬̯̤͉͇͋̀̈̓̈̈́̀͆̽̍̔̃͌̊̀̋͌̆́̃̐̉̎̓̓̇̌̈̔̈́̐̇͒̈̈́̕̕̕̕͜͜͝ͅ ̷̧̧̢̨̨̱͍̪̝̠̼̣͈̥͔̼͈̣̮͇̪͖̼̼͎͍̖̥̖̠͖̥̹̰͉̺͇̟̥͔̮̞̺̆̄ͅi̵͙͇̣̮͔̺͆̌̉̇̔̌̐̈́͊͋̋͆̆̇s̶̡̛̛͓̭͍͉͙̦̖̪̲̯͍̙̥̪̱̼̰̖͙̬͇̝͖̼͕͉͇̗̞̳̟̼̫͚̤͔̾̅̊̀̃̀͋͒́̈̀̌̎͗̌͊̏̌̚͜͜͠ͅ ̴̡̨̼̭̖̳̼͙̞͖̝̘̤̭͓͓͉͍̼̻̖̱͍̙̙͍̩͎͙͕͑̊̈́̃͛́̕ͅn̷̢̡̛͎̫̻̜͉̫͕͎̟͓̖͉̥̺̫͙͈̪͇͕̺̦̞͎͚̠͕̠̈́̏̈́͑͗̎͊̈́̀̆͗͂̌͒̊̚͝͝ò̸̢̼͎́͂̆̇͋͋͒̐̈́̆̄̊̀̈͗̎̾͗̉͒̍̅̈́̂̓͒̕͝͝t̶̛̠̝̤͕̜̮̖͇̮̣̭͕̩̤͈̩̲̝̹̫͖͈̼̥̦̠̰̞̜͍̦̻̦̘̣̥̙̗͍̟̰̗͐̔̃̑̐̒̃̂̃͛̄͗͌̀̔̐̂̆̈́͗̊̿̂͛̾̃͐͋̽̓͛̅̀̑͂͗̈́̃̚̕͘ͅȟ̸̭̪̦̞̑̈́͛̔̒͜͠i̴̧̡̳̪̪̻͇͍͖̖̜̘͈̥̜̺̞̦͈̝̬̺̭̝̭͊͒̅̑̐̀̏̐͘͘̚͜ͅͅǹ̴̛̩͐̆͌͆̎̀͗̀̇̊̌̈͛̓͒͂̀̓͊͒̂͌̏̏͆̈́̍̎̐͒̎̐͛́͆͐̚̚͜͝ġ̴͚͖̬͇̝̤͚̔̎͒͒̿͂̅̍͆̔̍͛̇̒͛̀͒͋̀̃̀̆̂͋̀̔̓̐̋̄͘̚̕͘͘͜͜͜ ̸̛͉̹̺͚̅̀͋͂̎͐̅̾̔̚ę̷̧͇̖̝̭͙͈̣̜̇̈̎̌̈́͒͂̓̊̎͌͒͋͐͋̆́̍̏́̅͌̀̔͂͒̂̕͝l̸͕̤̞͕̦̱͙̺̠̳̫̤̹̞̫̻͚̺̬̜͖̱̣̫̗̣̝͔͛͂̽̊͋̎̐͛͋͛̍̌͒͐̇̈͒̈̅͌̍̔͘̕͝ş̶̢̡̡̱̳͖̞͖̻̯̣̱̺͎͓͇̜̳̣̳̹̮̮̰͖̲͇͔̩͉̲̏́̐̆̂̓͗͆̈́͘͜͝ͅe̵̢̧̡͍̻̙̻͔̲̰͉̟̱͓͙̣͈͓͙̫͓̦̓̇͌̈͂̏̃̓̐̕ͅ ̸̧̨̜̪͇̯̹͓̤̜͈̮̞͚̜̳͙̝̥͖̹͚͈͍̭̪̙̠͍̟̜̄́͛͆̓̂͊͑̃̽̃̾̌́̾̅̔́́̽̐̇͆̋́͘̚͘͘͘͜͠f̵̢̨̨̨͖͓͓̜̓̄͂̏̐͌̎̈͛̈́̒̀̐͗̅̌̈́̿́͆̑͑̏̚̕̚͠͝͝͝͝ớ̸̧̢̪̥͇͉͙̪̬̻̗̙̤̠̗̰̦̱̻͉̮̖̠͚͓̑͗̋͌͗̐̐̑͜͠͠r̴̢̢̢̧̞̝̼͉̼͚͓͓̭̖̬̪̖̥̗̜̹̰͉̰̹̫̝̲͖͈̺̲̥̥͓̖̘͒͌͐̿̓͒̆̈̃̽̄͋̔̍͒̌̄̀͐̅͋̽͆̂̅͊͒͌̐̒̏́̚͘̚ ̷̡̡̬͇͎͔̘̹̣̣̻̣̪̤̭͇̯͎̜̰̰̳̟͎̟̱̖̌͑̅͐̎̎̇̈̆̂͘͘̚͜͝ͅͅy̵̨̦̹͇̩͓͖̲̙̞̹̣̙̳̞̭̍͒͐͑̓̋͐̎̀̿͌̚̚͠ͅö̷̖͔̪̠̪̬̹͚͕̹̖͙͙̜̥̼̻̳̝͚̯̗͚̭́̉̀̈́̈́́̌̿́͂͐̀̈́̉̿̂́̇̿͛̓̏̿͝͝ͅù̶̧̪͕̞͎̈́̉̆̏̊͝ ̶̡̧̧̨̡̨̛̛̛͕̱͇̗̲̯̪͙̘̠͓̫̳̼͈͖̰̳̹̺̹̻͙̹̖͚̫͕̳̰̜̞͚̬̤̫͓͖́̽́̃͌̀̃͂́̉̒̊̆̿͊͂̈́̃̀͋̓̽̔̐̿̕͝͠h̶̛͇̗͕̝̜̙͚͇̫̘̟̯̪̤̹̥͎̅̿̾͂̄̑͒̀̏̇́̆̐̃͛̃̈́͂͛̏̄̇̆̂̀̃͊̒͑̇̂̚͜͠͝͠͝͝ę̶̢͖͉̥͖̖̦͔̘̤̪͛͋̈́͒͋͑̌r̷̢̨̡̨̛̛̹͉͙̖̝͈̼͈̣͙̣̤̗̪̠̬͔͈̪̼̯̝͙̭͎̤͓͙̯̼͇̗͇̲̞͚̜̪̝̱̓̅̇͒̇̀̆͌̍͑͗̾̽̿͂̏̂͑̓̑̓̾́͐͑̓̈́̇̓̈́̅́̽̔̒͛͐̾̋͠͝͝ę̴̡̧̡̙̹̯̭͙͔̙̻̰̫͙̟͔͖̙̱̺͈̰̘̬͉̯̪͉͖̖̝͍̼̘̻͙͙͓̏̇̄̿̀̊̇̇͆̍̓́̾̉̐̓̀͐͘͝.̸̜̝̣̼͕̹̽̏̽̍̅̿̂->ERR0R]]

III. Display Within sounds of technicolor and (background:red)[R](background:green)[G](background:navy)[B]. Came so much more. Innovation and unlimited communication, (b4r:"ridge")+(b4r-colour:white)[Echochambers of entertainment and productivity.] Don't you wish to leave it all sometimes? Press that (text-colour:red)[X] and close it out? Follow the breadcrumbs, See where the rabbit hole goes. (open-url: "https://previews.123rf.com/images/sxwx/sxwx2001/sxwx200100079/139069011-abstract-vaporwave-aesthetics-computer-windows-background-with-90s-style-system-message-window-palm-.jpg") [[IV. Requiem]]

IV.Requiem After all this time, how does one begin? A tale as old as 1985, one of terminal strings and viruses of lone wanderers and gullible children [[Arcade]] are dead, a virus has spread and with millions dead the world is nothing like it was back in 1985. A land of wannabee musicians and homebody poets script-kiddies and the destruction of anonymity. Clout is the currency these days, You pay for it with your dignity and blood. [[V. End?]]

V. End? A life online brings us closer at what cost except for technological enhancement for life. So what now, the games were played the sites were set. What else is in store for the marbled realm of computers and digitized breath? This is the end of an empire, like the Romans our castles fell blood was shed in pixels, 32 bit became 1080 High Definition lovemaking and life itself became known across all worlds. This was not just our net now, it became everyones once the light turned on and the key was pressed. Nothing really dies here, It just becomes a copy of itself, Leaving the old to die, like generations before, The cycle never ends so long as the clocks keep ticking and the fans still blow the net, almost intangible, is immortal in all its etheral glory. (open-url: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bf01riuiJWA/") (enchant:?page,(background:grey)) ''[[END]] of Program''

(enchant:?page,(background:(gradient: 21, 0,#e5e619,0.5,#80e619,1,#e5e619)))Go back, you have gone to the wrong castle. Oh well. No gold for you. (open-url: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9PlxiOHAMg/") Maybe just play some [[Arcade]] games? Or are you too tired and just want to have a [[break]]?

Arcade. Coin operated Independence. A world beyond childhood fantasy A realm of all your honest desires Gone like a flicker a flame within the dark Only to be remembered through nostalgic simulations and computer emulations. [[Music]] (enchant:?page,(background:magenta))

(text-colour:black)[Music. You sit back and listen to your old cassettes they sound distant and foggy like an old noir film bar only its in your head and in your ears. Just drowned, in the [[vaporwave]]] (open-url: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z4PKzz81m5c") (enchant:?page,(background:(gradient: 21, 0,#000000,0.5,#ffffff,1,#888888)))

Vaporwave. (text-style:"buoy")[The future. The Future. the future the future the future] (text-style:"sway")[The ] (text-style:"sway")[Fuu tttt uuuuu ] (text-style:"rumble")[rrrr e ee ee...] Nostalgia overload of Diana Ross, Michael Jackson advertising Pepsi and arcade cabinets with the stench of tobacco and punk-rock. Your hair stands up into a hawk, you've gained (text-style:"blink")[+2 Reminiscence points]. (text-style:"bold","underline","buoy")[Congrats] Is this the [[V. End?]] (enchant:?page,(background:(gradient: 21, 0.0722,#ffffff,0.5,#19e5e6,1,#e619e5)))

(open-url:"https://youtu.be/P4bKZT_Eg4A") Never Fade Away, Even beyond the Blackwall. Beyond the Net, All lives lost in a sea of code and soulessness. You payed the price.(enchant:?page,(background:(gradient: 0, 0.3501,#e61919,0.6853,#8f2424,1,#ff8787))) It was a gamble going here Crossing the Blackwall in the hopes of riches and luxury. A digital immortality Smeared in pixelated gore, Just a loner in the dirt. (text-style:"fade-in-out")[(align:"==>")+(box:"========XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX==")[Do you want to go back? [[I. Boot-Up]]]]

I never could quit you gave me so much I gave so little Input after input So much output Ones and Zeros Crashes and ERrors Your soul died that day battery (text-style:"rumble")[corrupted] screen (text-style:"shudder")[smashed] and keys (text-style:"fade-in-out")[missing]. I never could quit you gave me so much and I only wanted to learn (text-style:"fade-in-out")[and I did.]