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Apeiron 4

NewsMail	After all the hype in the press about Gameland writing future history, the outfit's apparently going to be in the red soon and boost the jobless figures. No wonder - what's supposed to come from a megalomaniac investor hiring heaps of incompetent idiots, lesbians and cripples to start a project on a scale that would scare off the biggest in the industry. Playing a little at the New Economy is not nearly enough for this kind of venture. Gameweaver
Robert	Kaysa, our Don is fuming. I'll fly over and see what I can do.
Kaysa	Christine, cancel my Ayurveda weekend. I'm staying in London.
Christine	Hi Kaysa, don't know if I should share this with you. I went out with Bob again - and he drove me home afterwards. At my door I had a feeling he wanted more. So I asked him up. He was game and then drank too much to be able to drive. So I offered him to stay the night. He was there anyway. Well, I thought, if he wants to, I want to as well. He said he'd have to get something quickly, went down to his car and came back with a bag. Then he ordered food galore – from the sushi service, Chinese, and on top of it oranges, bananas, raspberries and 2 kilos of icecream. We prepared everything together. It was far too much and I thought who's going to eat all that. Then all of a sudden he wanted me to strip. I did. Sit on the sofa. I did. Then he starts fishing in his bag, pulls out a rope und asks me ever so politely if he can tie me up. I thought "and then some", but I said "yes". He tied me up. In an expert way, rather exciting. I sat on the sofa tied up. Then he produced a torch from his bag and stuck it in down there – and switched it on "flash". So I sat tied to the sofa with the torch flashing from my pussy. Then he started garnishing me with the fruit and the icecream, threw the stuff at me and jerked off. The sofa is quite a sight now, you know. And I was really mad. He didn't care about me at all. Left me sitting there like that and just went away. It took me two hours to undo myself. The programmers are back. Were on sick leave, the whole lot. Caught the flu smoking on the balcony. Now they keep the new parking places in the multi-storey car park occupied. Bob told them to remove their cars. I don't take him coffee down any more and I want a new sofa from him. I'm thinking about taking steps. I'll be without a job soon anyway. Everybody says we're going to go bust soon.

Background noise of an American airport.

Grünwald	To All. Report on my trip to the U.S.A. Our Don is not happy with the way the project is developing. So I worked out a restructuring plan and made him a proposal: The concept for Gameland will be refined and adapted in strict accordance with marketing strategies. Kaysa Ledig no longer manages the firm. Until new management is appointed I'm in charge. Tomorrow morning I'll be back at the office to explain the new structure in detail. I want you to be in the big new conference room at 11hundred. Kind regards, your partner, M. Grünwald, Vice President.
NewsMail	How about competent research into Gameland and our Don's other firms? Three imminent insolvencies, staff member suicides, 300 redundancies so far, rumours of illegal spyware in staff computers, injunctions against top managers who bar each other from entering the building and not a single word about it in the press where you can still read that Gameland is an important player in the New Economy. Hey journalists, interested in some genuine information? Woodward and Bernstein
Christine	To All. An esteemed colleague of ours has been taken from our midst. The late Martin Grünwald, vice president of our company, was involved in a severe car accident and died of his injuries this morning. The funeral service will take place at St. Catherine's the day after tomorrow. Kaysa, can I post it like this to the mailing list? The car is a wreck. Shall I order a new one? It was your car. Regards, Christine.
Programmers	We wrote a program.

Sudden outburst of battle noises from an apocalyptic videogame.

Schöpfer

Stop!

The battle noise stops abruptly.

Chorus	A man-made world of man's own choice Will be no reason to rejoice, There will be naught but horror.
Schöpfer	I want a game, not a massacre.
Chorus	Destroy, don't enjoy - Such is the creativity Of the hopeless.
Programmers	But we're not finished yet. We want to show how blood flows when it does and that one can hear bones breaking when they do. Can someone explain what this Apeiron thingy is supposed to be about? A dictionary. We need to look it up in a dictionary.
Schöpfer	Kaysa, the first version of the demo world is a disaster. Fire the programmers! At once would be best. And hire new ones.
Kaysa	Schöpfer, we can't fire the programmers. The presentation date has to be kept. Get used to it. This is our one chance. Schöpfer, what's going on? The demo is dreadful. Nothing but stupid boom boom. We need more than that.
Schöpfer	When programmers have their way, beware!
Chorus	Forced down on hard ground a noble soul may fall, And often those who want the best for all, By pressing hard will trigger off the worst.
Employee	Why is there no kitchen in the Design Department? All gone. The whole kitchen. Dismantled.

Aboard the plane. Keyboard clattering on a laptop. Kaysa speaks softly to herself, changing a phrase or two.

Kaysa	Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to Gameland, the new dimension of online entertainment, the future of the Web that we want to present to you today, on 12 September 2001, here in New York. It starts with a demoversion of Online Adventure Gameland, then the visionary and investor, Don Gameland, will address you ...
Captain	Ladies and Gentlemen, This is your captain speaking to you. Due to current events in New York the airspace over the United States of America is totally blocked for civil air traffic until further notice. We have been given a new route and another airport to land in. We are being redirected to Kangerlussuak in Greenland. We'll keep you informed as soon as we receive further news ...

Transition to the TV news announcement of 9/11 first reporting on the air traffic situation, then commenting on the events following the collapse of the Twin Towers in New York. The news fades out gradually.

Chorus

A bold dream of the human race
   Of the expanse in Cyberspace
   Turned out to narrow its old world
   And to increase its greed for gold.

   Now they are back at their old place
   And that will always be the case.
   It's where forever they will stay.
   They have not really been away.