Banker and assistant were hard up for things to do seeing the reply that timed out on the screen.
“Quickly call someone at the Media to put out some conspiracy theory about J-pop to cover our bases.” Banker was sucking air through his teeth as he grasped his knuckles in an almost animalistic frustration.
“Sure thing… Perhaps we say she was in a pornographic movie or that she is associates with a known drug dealer something like that and she has disappeared with a cryptic message usingg her a.i avatar dancing in a Terrorist basement.’” Assistant typed away in his text to video 4k generator and sent out the email to all the media stations with their instructions and timing to release so that maximum viral coverage would keep the world talking.
“Yes yes do it… get the a.i ready to go. Make its so Assistant.” The Banker was feeling something for the first time like his cage was closing in but pursed his lips together and and let out a grinding teeth growl.
“We must find that Gamer!!!” The Banker stormed from one end of the office to the other.
“Do you know why I became the Banker?” He asked the Assistant who shrugged in reply. “A guidance counsellor at my IVY league school said I have a narcissistic personality type that seems to be morally ambigious and geared towards ego and materialist pleasures. So I became a High-level merchant banker with the elites.”
“So she was right.” Assistant said while biting into a red apple.
“I guess. Well I wrote the global business plan we colourfully called Dantes Business plan for hell. We would use corporations and convenience to take over the world. Hah… White collar crimes the more people you kill the more peace prizes you get after paying a few fines.”
“What was the Dantes Business plan?” Assistant chewed openly while talking.
“Well we have everyone on applications like well order food via an app was the Gluttony realm of hell, then the home holiday rentals to launder money and make everyone homeless, then steal it off the owners via tax credits and rent it back to them for Greed realm of hell, the Post your videos and pics for money making sexual content acceptable job title to steal away peoples identity in the Vanity Realm of hell… You can see where its complete genius… Can’t you. We just tune the algorithm with zero oversight. It removes all sense of community and we can turn everyone on and off like a switch.”
“Wow that was all you Banker?” Assistant looked down at his apple to see half a worm and a brown hole in the centre of the apple. “Fuck who makes these apples, Goddammned ate a fucking worm.”
“Hahaha… you’re lucky the chemicals we spray on the commercial apples causes cancer… If you found a worm it means you’re not going to die of our patented Frankenfoods.”
They both laughed and went silent for a moment as Assistant cleaned his mouth.
“Now it’s time to Make MedusA.i extort the world. We just need that 6 Billionth monkey to log on and tip the scales in our favour so that there is a clear numbers advantage in the marketing of the Saviour programme. Once we have control over their fears using the panopticon server. They will live in existential fear of being shown in a bad light or compromising situation. It’s the easiest way to control the masses.” Banker went over to the screen. Bring up the military scanner look for all possible crafts in 100 mile radius of the black site and strike with excessive force.”
MESSAGE RECIEVED- DISPATCH TO MISSILE RAIN HELLFIRE MISSION AFFIRMATIVE.