Monday, June 4, 2007

The InterUniversalNet

I sent the first message after waiting for days and realizing that no messages were going to come through.

I got a reply immediately. It was myself from the past, however I had never sent a message from the past so this struck me as odd.

I called the future and they began a steady download of scientific and engineering information.

I hadn't really created a time machine after all. Rather, it was a universal communication bridge.

Construction of a state of the art universal communicator began instantly when the designs finished downloading.

3 comments:

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I continued to be bothered by the message from the past that I did not send.

Why did I not recieve any spontaneous messages from the future? I mean, that person I just contacted, that alternate me just did.

Questions that would soon be forgotten once I had logged on to the InterUniversalNet.

Mr. said...

Fredrick was lucky, he knew it. He was one of the first dozen or so people from out universe to log onto the interuniversalnet (a name he wasn't completely comfortable with, but then again he didn't like "Wii" at first either).

Fredrick was, however, also disappointed. The first experience on the interUniversalNet was mere html. The downloaded designs for how to connect to the interuniveralnet involved merely translating the data stream through the dimensional communications device.

The document also included the caveat that the connection was bound to be bumpy and maybe a bit slow because it was being hosted freely.

Fredrick typed in www.google.com.1 into his browser as directed by the instructions. The ".1" stood for the first established universe - this was the universal domain number. After a mere minute, Fredrick was no longer disappointed. He discovered that the .1 domain was hosted at some distant point in another future. The .1 domain requests were in fact not fully traceable.

Intriguing, thought Fredrick.

1.Googleing for tutorials on how to improve the communications system was Fredrick's next minute. This minute was not wasted. google.com.1 was really, really good and very, very accurate with its results.

A link at the bottom of the first tutorial led Fredrick to a technology review site.

Fredrick looked around him at the other dozen lucky researchers. The awestruck look upon each face was a moment in history. They were the first ones to see all this.

Fredrick took note that it also appeared that the new grad student, Mike, was the first one to see the porn.

Mr. said...

"It's interesting, yes. But why is it all humans? I mean, have none of these parallel universes made contact with alien civilizations yet? Or, like, how advanced are the most advanced ones?" Mike had gathered a good group around his monitor as he searched high and low for weird images and videos.

The worst part for them all was the fact that none of these alternate time lines were really any more advanced then their own time line; even the time lines that were supposedly hundreds or thousands of years in the future.

The other time lines apparently had some research that was more advanced. But there were no real groundbreaking achievements, no amazing new physics: just faster computers and better fuel efficient cars and slightly more efficient power sources.

Phil was obviously bothered by this dawning realization, "what the hell? we make this amazing breakthrough, but the most advanced of these places is like, maybe 10 years ahead of us. What is wrong with all these people?"