Hey guys, as you know I ( Randi Rijkveld) want to start my own movement for people with OCD, but I don't have enough funds at hand to buy a laptop.
So I wrote a fictional story about the future and crypto on my phone. If you guys like it please consider to donate me some ETH ( Idk how steem dollars work)
This is part one:
THE STORY
'Come on Maria, just take a little one and we will be out of the store in no time, mister Niños
is never looking!'
Erika steps to the right, shoving a box of protein bars in her jacket.
'Here is the deal, we've kept this up for two years now and if you don't steal, you're not one
of us.
Maria knew that the unemployment rate in the state of Piritrani is the highest of since the
split of Europe in 2051.
Maria just stares at the loaf of bread in her hands..
She really wants to pay for it, she needs it to feed her family!
Erika deactivated the encrypted led-code on box with the protein bars, now the blood starts
to rush through her body.
'No one will find out, shut your mouth about it Maria'.
Mister Niños smiles at the girls while leaving the store.
He puts on the same face every week for as long as the girls live, leaving a warm impression
of care.
As the store incubator closes behind the girls, they enter a foggy street.
'So why did you put it back on the shelf, where you scared'? Erika giggles.
'Don't giggle at me, you know I don't like stealing' said Maria.
'But we have no other choice, either seeing your family die or doing everything to keep them
alive?
I mean, look around you, almost the whole city is dying out.
You know what Maria?
Space agencies have still not invented time travel, until that time, I have no time to think
about money to buy stuff'.
The streets are covered in a mist like humid damp and feels different.
Traffic lights from decades ago are still standing up, showing no use at all.
The sound of hovering trains softly fills the air with sounds along with the mini meteors.
The two girls are finally two blocks away from the store.
Erika quickly pulls out her stolen protein bars out of her pocket.
'How much does that actually cost?' Maria feels the tension drop as Erika thinks out loud.
'Don't get in too my feelings about a box of protein bars, we steal stuff worth around 200
WWC here every week..
And I wasn't even talking about hacking the electricity bills each month, we can't live and love like this, Maria, you know that!
Aren't you tired of the rich people?
Don't you remember what we have learned in the history-incubator class?'
Maria sighs deeply.
'The fall of technological development'?
Or the new generation of young uneducated millionaires.. I see'.
The conversation drops to silence.
As the girls slowly navigate the foggy streets of Piritrani, they reach the homeless area
where they would normally cover their faces with both hands to hide from reality, leaving a
small gap to see through.
Not this time.
Rows of self-sustaining metalplox tents fill up the scene, unfortunately not everyone had a
tent which would cost them 700 WWC.
'Just look'.
Erika raises her voice, drawing some eyes in her direction.
'This is not what we want!'
Suddenly the girls hear the rattle of old metal coming from miss Kirsten's investigation base.
The sound of electric tools is heard across the town since yesterday.
With a flash the whole town is enlightened by the holographic message from miss Kirsten.
'Attention to all my friends in Piritrani, all our supplies will last us another week to live.
'They have also cut off our weather protection field, as they did on a few other levitating
islands.
For now I can only provide you with hypercoated blankets, granted to you by robotic
assistance.
'Miss Kirsten, what is going on??'
Erika and Maria speed through the door of the base, entering the lab in the campus.
Miss kirsten quickly covers a large block shaped object and smiles at the girls as they enter.
'You two are my favorite girls, always find a way to trick security to keep this ol' lady
company with your hunger for knowledge'.
The girls settle down on the levitation bench in the bright lab.
Maria bursts out in tears.
'I like mister Niños, I hate to steal!
That man is going to close his store next week because half of the city steals from him and
he doesn't have a clue why he is making these big losses. There are hardly any stores
around here anymore'.
Erika is really confused as miss Kirsten now stands in front of the two girls with her arms
wide open.
'That is called a hug, miss Kirsten told me about love, it was really popular when she was
also seventeen years of age, you should try it'.
At first, Erika laughs at the lame sight of two people being technically stuck without a
magnetic force but slowly she joins.
Erika is feeling something she haven't felt since her mother moved to the rich nations to find another job.
But that was 6 years ago, when she was eleven.
'Miss Kirsten, what does it mean to be self centered?' Maria asks.
The girls already take on a really comfortable position on the bench, giving miss Kirsten
more than enough signals they are ready for a new big story.
'Well if you really want to hear all this again..'
The girls already got goosebumps every time before miss Kirsten even began telling here
stories.
She goes on.
'I was born in 1995, that meant that one of the first smartphones was on the global market
when I was only 12 years old. This changed the world in revolutionary ways, offering
services that would get millions of people in touch with each other on the world wide web.
You guys may know it as the Universal datasphere.
When I was about your age, the first encrypted monetary payment blockchain was launched.
By the time it was 2017 almost everyone had a potential to make millions of dollars, that's
about 1.7 million WWC we pay with now.
In the early 2019's a lot of uneducated people gained a high level of monetary power
because of simple investments.
We could do everything and learn everything, these methods we used for that were called
tutorials. That are the things rich people only have access too in our society now, to become
more powerful beings, only to live self orientated.
By the time of 2020 the government banned encrypted currency which was the beginning of
the rich and the poor nations.
As the legend tells us, some millionaires survived and secured their encrypted currency, but
these people weren't found among the people of the poor nation..'
Miss Kirsten stops talking and looks at Maria and Erika.
'I am one of the surviving millionaires..
After trading with no success at all, I found myself investing in PSO's which eventually leads
up to me making more than 2 billion WWC.
A long silence fills the room as the girls realised they haven't heard this part of the story
before.
'But why??'
'What happened to the young millionaires??'
The girls are suddenly filled with an outstanding desire to gain knowledge besides their own
study and research.
Miss Kirsten now walks up to the covered big block shaped object.
The tension in the room is building more and more.
The shiney steel table reflects back the mysterious sight of miss Kirsten's blonde hair holding
the decoder switch
Click.
Suddenly the room fills itself up with trinary numbers and encryption codes that only include
three numbers.
'Neon simulation activated'
Total darkness and silence fills the room.
Untill..
In a flash the girls are taken to a live neon simulation of the rich nations.
Miss Kirsten continues her story, speaking more clearly and fierce.
'What you see here, is what the don't want you to see. It doesn't even make the news.
As your compas ID indicates, we are indeed in a live simulation of the state of Herlem.
This place is known for its rediculous amount of gold and ranting of their current president
mr. Goldfieldz.
Goldfieldz has cut off all communication and limited the export of products since 2050.
Most of the people praise this man and are more than satisfied with the materialistic things
they are presented.
They have large amounts of food, gems and a downgraded law-education system.
I fear that this man is the head of the operation to cut people off from gaining knowledge.
This man however is highly intelligent and has a plan to gather earthly riches to trade with
the leaders of the planet SWAMP1X.
I need you girls..'
Suddenly the neon simulation stopped.
'I'm so sorry girls, I should have given you less material to process and..'
Erika raises her fist up high.
'We love you miss Kirsten, you are the reason why we don't live on the street anymore.
We also want intelligence for everyone, we are with you.
Miss Kirsten started building her own lab since she was 26 years old and invested in it along
the way to help a lot of people to gain knowledge via her Ultra-VR nen simulation system
when the rich nations began to cut the poor nations off.
Teaching the newer generations that life has a meaning is the fulfillment of her dreams.
Maria now looks really confused.
'So miss, what do you want us to do??
We're just seventeen!'
Miss Kirsten smiles.
'You girls have incubator class tomorrow so you should get some rest now. Don't forget to
decode your homework okay?'
Before she could even finish the sentence, Maria and Erika rush through the door that
secures the passage to the hallway.
They don't listen to the signs that say 'No running or hoverboarding in the hallways'.
Today the girls feel different, like as if something big is about to happen.
They hate the fact that both of their parents work for the rich nation now, but they had no
other choice.
Leaving Maria and Erika in the hands of miss Kirsten was the best thing they could do.
Besides, miss Kirsten offered her knowledge incubator classes for free and the girls were
offered an apartment on the ‘aKaydemy’ campus.
They see their parents via neon simulation twice a year, they are not allowed to have any
further contact with their family according to the policy of the rich nations.
The girls arrive at their own zero gravity bedroom, here they have always had the best
conversations since they were little.
They really feel like sisters to each other since they're in this together.
Erika closes the door with a bang.
'Did you just see how many food the rich nations have??'
Do you understand why we have to steal from stores and still look like organic skinny jeans?
As Maria's facial expression begins to turn around, she levitates towards the window.
'Don't you see?'
Miss Kirsten feeds us everyday and this is what you do, really?'
Yes, the culture in Piritrani is based on stealing but that only goes for the people who don't
even have a self-sustaining metaplox tent.
You just follow our culture, we are so lucky to be here under the wings of miss Kirsten.
People are dying around here and you steal for yourself, not even for them..'
Erika settles down on her bed as if she doesn't care, as Maria continues.
'You see it as a payback for what the rich nations have done to our people, but you're
stealing from our people, not them.
They are the ones literally robbing us from life.
I am going to sleep now and dream of better times'.
As maria crawls in bed, Erika lays down awake, thinking about everything Maria said.
She is right.
Mister Niños is also one if the remaining millionaires trying to do something good for his
community.
It hits Erika that she stole over a 8000 WWC worth of stuff out of his store, Maria not even a
single thing.
She can't fall asleep.
How is she ever going to pay back mister Niños?
She closes her eyes and visualises the day that she will apologize to him, slowly falling
asleep.
Water is dropping on the window the next morning.
Rain.
Since the weather protection system was cut off, the organic elements were set free again.
Maria is up early to watch the rain fall.
'So beautiful, she whispers'.
Erika watches her but remains silent.
The rich nation of Hyvoty's first class engineer invented the weather system that can also
modify the weather everywhere in a specific region, therefore they always pick out the
perfect condition according to their activities.
Maria is filled with a pleasant feeling of adventure, now that the system was cut off in their
region.
Beep.
Suddenly the neon simulation was turned on and the girls are now accompanied by a
holographic miss Kirsten.
'Girls, I need you in the lab today, come as quickly as soon as you are washed and dressed.'
What was miss Kirsten up to at 6:00 AM in the morning?
Whatever it is got the girls excited, they fish for their lab outfit in their zero gravity room.
Dressed.
As always they speed through the hallways of the campus like a formula VII car.
As they arrive in the lab, miss Kirsten looks more serious and puzzled than ever.
She steps aside, revealing the big block shaped object that is still covered.
The room now fills itself with curiosity.
'Start the neon simulation'.
Erika and Maria now see themselves as little children in the spring of 2037.
'I always thought you girls were special, so as you can see, I gave you different education
than the rest.
These obnoxious puzzles you were able to solve as a child, almost no one in history could.
Doing so, I was able to learn Erika about encryption and stealing, which allowed Maria to
gain a strong sense of feeling, along with the people reading courses I gave her.
Don't worry, I saw every move you made and paid back mister Niños every coin that we
owed him.
I trained you for this very mission, which I will reveal today.
I hope this isn't too much for you girls..
My heart feels very sorry for not telling you this before'.
Miss Kirsten tries to grab Erika's hand but she pulls herself back, and runs towards the door,
leaving the lab.
'NO!' she shouts at miss Kirsten.
Even Maria now also is very upset..
Why did miss Kirsten do such a thing
Maria looks at miss Kirsten, who now sees a very confused look in her eyes.
'I am so sorry, I knew that the people of Piritrani developed skills throughout the years of
operating undercover, it had nothing to do with stealing food at all.
If you wish, I can revert the tactical part of Erika's DNA back to blank as if all this never
happened.'
The moment miss Kirsten finishes her sentence, Erika walks back into the lab.
'You better revert my DNA back now!' she shouts.
Miss Kirsten now crouches and takes Erika, who is still upset, in her arms.
'Listen' she continues...