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Cyberpunks in White Nylon
Now for something completely different. The, err, heroine of Marianne
de Pierres' debut cyberpunk novel Nylon Angel, interviewed
about her bust up face and life in a down and dirty future.
We doesn't quite remember when we agreed to interview
the heroine of Marianne de Pierres' debut cyberpunk novel Nylon
Angel . It was possible shortly after someone from Orbit Towers
slipped us a jimmy. In any case, we rolled up our sleeves, donned
our flak jacket and cycle helmet and gave it our best shot ...
Parrish, thanks for coming. That's an,
er ... interesting outfit. Could you describe it for the readers?
What are you? My freaking mother. I don't do the grrlie fashion
chat thing. And don't get too close, my clothes bite.
What are you packing just now?
More than enough to cure your snoop factor.
OK... We'll try hard not to piss you off!
But, out of interest, how'd you get that bust-up face?
I got it from standing up to a guy who thought it was his natural
right to own me. I keep it that way as a reminder.
Your boss is the ganglord Jamon Mondo,
right? Word on the street is that you two are lovers. That true?
*Choke* (fingers twitch compulsively over trigger)
So the rumour that you're looking to double-cross
him isn't entirely without foundation?
Listen here, 'Zine. I live my life according to some pretty clear
ethics. Double crossing isn't one of them, but survival is. You
fill in the blanks.
We heard from that cute techno-shaman
Mei Sheong that you're trying to hook up with Cabal Coomera. Are
they a rival gang?
You've never heard of the Cabal? Good. They'll have whacked you
and forgotten your name before you can upload your interview.
So you reckon you've got what it takes
to cut it with the big boys, huh?
Big boys play in little sandpits. I'm a grown up.
How'd you get so much attitude?! And where'd
you learn the skills to back it up?
How'd you get to be such a nosy little Media ferret? Or were you
just born with the live feed in your mouth?
The Tert's a pretty harsh place. You think
you'll still be alive six months from now?
Nope. But then you might not be alive in five mins if you keep
this line of questions up, so what's a question like that worth?
Why don't you just up and leave? You don't
actually LIKE the Tert, do you?
And go where? At least in the The Tert people know their alive.
Viva is full of two things. The rich who don't the names of their
kids. And the punter/drones who don't know reality from digital.
So you wouldn't want to clean the place
up a bit? Get rid of the pushers, maybe? Set up a few rules and
regulations ...?
I've got plans. But frankly nothing I'd discuss with you.
Right. OK ... Moving on! When you're not
being hard-as, what do you do for kicks?
Hard-as? Sounds like an Ad for impotency. (drawls) Man, where do
you get your jive?
Ahem ... So if we wanted a good time in
the Tert, where should we head?
Depends on your tastes. There's something for everyone here. You
though, should stay home.
And would you shout us media guys a drink?
Parrish Plessis - thanks for your time. We think it's fair to say
that you're the toughest cookie we've had in here since that vampire
slayer from St Louis ...
Yeah, sure 'Zine. Give my regards to the little slayer chick. And
see that bottle of genuine malt whiskey hanging right up there above
Larry's bar. Tell him I said I'd buy you a shot of it ...
Dear Reader, to see what happened to Snoop
'Zine when he asked Larry for a drink of his prized whiskey, read
Code Noir, set for publication by Orbit in July.
Thanks to Orbit Books (and Ben Sharpe) for permission
to post this interview. For more details of their SFF authors and
books, visit Orbit at www.orbitbooks.co.uk
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