mrzebster
05-28-2011, 04:29 PM
The sound of typing was almost rythmic in the empty room where Charles Benton was doing what he did best. Charles was a hacker for federation003 in sector B12. His goal? To get into the database of a supercomputer named PHY-O-NA.
The security was getting more difficult to hack through as Charles delved deeper into the complex mechanized thoughts of PHY-O-NA. How long would this take? What if PHY-O-NA was truly unhackable? So many questions, so little time.
A chrome chip harvester was at Charles' side. That was only to be used in emergency cases. Charles debated using it to speed up the hacking process. Simply harvesting the data from microchips inside PHY-O-NA sounded easy enough.
Without thinking, Charles typed the settings into the chip harvester and plugged it into the main drive. Soon, he would know all of PHY-O-NA's little secrets. If she had any.
Meanwhile, PHY-O-NA had her own job to do. Her shiny reinforced plating was almost like sunlight in the shadowy corridor of federation666's F4 secton. That was part of her job. Keep it sunny. But she still had a more important matter to handle. What on earth was worming around her database? PHY-O-NA dwelled on this thought for some time before finally deciding to up her security setting.
Back at federation003's B12, Charles was dumbfounded. The chip harvester was failing as security got tigher inside PHY-O-NA's inner workings. How long would this hack war go on? Charles could only wait...and hope.
The security was getting more difficult to hack through as Charles delved deeper into the complex mechanized thoughts of PHY-O-NA. How long would this take? What if PHY-O-NA was truly unhackable? So many questions, so little time.
A chrome chip harvester was at Charles' side. That was only to be used in emergency cases. Charles debated using it to speed up the hacking process. Simply harvesting the data from microchips inside PHY-O-NA sounded easy enough.
Without thinking, Charles typed the settings into the chip harvester and plugged it into the main drive. Soon, he would know all of PHY-O-NA's little secrets. If she had any.
Meanwhile, PHY-O-NA had her own job to do. Her shiny reinforced plating was almost like sunlight in the shadowy corridor of federation666's F4 secton. That was part of her job. Keep it sunny. But she still had a more important matter to handle. What on earth was worming around her database? PHY-O-NA dwelled on this thought for some time before finally deciding to up her security setting.
Back at federation003's B12, Charles was dumbfounded. The chip harvester was failing as security got tigher inside PHY-O-NA's inner workings. How long would this hack war go on? Charles could only wait...and hope.