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How to survive the end of oil and the harmful effects of an unprecedented nuclear war? Chaos, radioactivity, poverty, violence, the cold ... everything would be even worse if there was not AUSS & AUSS, a conglomerate of companies managed by robots and driven by human emotions. Find out how this fiction will change your reality. Listen to the songs, read the chapters and follow all the news of season 1. AUSS & AUSS, we are the best company for you!

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SEASON 1

THE GIFT

A FEW MEN CONTROLLING THE LIFE OF MANY MEN
AND MANY MEN TRYING TO BE THE NEXT RICH MAN
AUSS & AUSS
WE ARE THE BEST COMPANY FOR YOU!

AUSS & AUSS (((((A&A)))))) was the only company to survive the energy crisis and nuclear fallout resulting from World War III. Predicting the end of oil, the twin brothers of the AUSS family invented Acephalous, a system that uses music and experiences in virtual and augmented reality to intensify human brain activity and generate energy pulses known as millineural.

As the sole owner of energy production in the world, A&A dominates all sectors of the economy and has become the absolute provider of products, services, jobs and income.

Armed with an almost 100% robotic operating platform, and dependent on the population to be able to produce millineurals, the company launched a program to hire people with a keen sense of hearing. A millionaire bonus was offered to anyone who could achieve high performance. Billions of candidates applied for the position as a neurogenerator. I was one of them.

THIS MUSIC IS NOT FOR THINKERS.

To be hired by AUSS & AUSS, you had to be willing to experience a virtual and interactive world shaped from emotions and memories, induced by the contact with music. The degree of intensity of the neurogenerator’s reaction to these experiences resulted in a greater or lesser generation of energy.

What does this mean?

If a song played by Acephalous provoked the neurogenerator to the point of reminding him of his first kiss, that memory was virtually rebuilt and the professional, dressed in A&A's headphones and goggles, could bring his real lips closer to the projected holographic lips. How much is the emotional reaction of a first kiss worth? That’s right, Acephalous was able to answer this question based on the amount of millineurals resulting from this experience.

On the other hand, spontaneous reactions, incited by music, also stimulated the creation of real-time immersive and interactive realities. It was enough for a heart to get excited with a frenetic rhythm to generate a dance floor or a running track before the eyes of a neurogenerator. How intense this experience was, the greater the energy production.

I DON’T KNOW HOW TO USE THE NEW VERSION OF ME
WELCOME TO THE NEW VERSION OF ME.

After years of waiting for an opportunity as a neurogenerator, I was invited to the AUSS & AUSS headquarters in Riga, Latvia.

Candidates were required to be authorized for the application of Mechaine, a substance that catalyzes the emotions of Acephalous users.

Desperate for the job, I signed the documentation and received the A&A hearing and visual aids. Jacked in, I entered one of the stations of the neurogeneration plant and was plugged into a Mechaine injector device.

As the songs were played to me, doses of Mechaine were released into my body, and my productivity was analyzed. During the session, I was not moved by what I heard. The reality projected by the system was an infinitely dark and impassive virtual environment. However, surprisingly, my energy performance was extraordinary and I was subsequently hired.

Two years passed without me registering any kind emotional response. However, my production was the largest in the company. I was indifferent to any and all sensory experience. Until one day, after a failure in the update of Acephalous, I received an overdose of Mechaine. For the first time, I was moved.

TOUCH ME LIKE YOU TOUCH YOUR TOUCHSCREEN
BUSY BODY
USE ME ... DISCARD.

The update error provoked not only the awakening of my emotions, but also disconnected me from Acephalous and inexplicably integrated my brain into the neural network of the AUSS & AUSS mobile operating systems. As a result, my neurons were able to access, in real time, every function on smartphones, tablets and notebooks from all the users around the world.

Calls, shares, messages, used applications, photos, videos... It was possible for me to participate in everything at the same time. I was the digital language brought to life, and my nerves were on fire. I could feel every touch on the screen of a device. I was a 100% busy and sensitive body.

Through the cameras of the devices, I saw the faces of people reflected like Narcissus in a mirror of water. I saw smiles as perfect as Mona Lisa’s. How can one not be moved by the ingenuity of a Da Vinci or the entrancing beauty of a myth? I saw tears streaming over the crystalline surface of the screens. I laughed, and I also cried. I felt the pain of loss when something was deleted. I felt simultaneously sad, happy, useful, disposable...

I CAN´T STOP TAKING PICTURES
I AM ANONYMOUS BUT MY SELFIE IS FAMOUS
I’M A FRIEND OF WARHOL
I LIKE HIS PHOTOS
I LIKE, LIKE, LIKE, LIKE HIS PHOTOS
I’M A FUCKING ADDICT TO THE IMAGE AGE
I NEED A POLARAID.

Security mechanisms intervened to disconnect me from the neural network of operating systems, trying to bring me back to Acephalous and thus rescue my operations as a neurogenerator. As they advanced, functions were disabled, until my brain was conditioned to only a camera application.

An unimaginable number of photos was taken per millisecond. I was the application for the aficionados of selfies. I was the image and likeness of every brightness and contrast. I could feel what a pixel felt.

I was the range of filters that created the illusion in a photo, in search of thousands of likes on the famous social networks.

Due to the mind-boggling pace of information processing, my neurons were about to collapse when emergency support algorithms triggered the Polaraid, a drastic command.

The Polaraid isolated me in the delete function of the app ... I was trapped in a cybernetic limbo where all the deleted photos in the world end up. My memory was buried by an avalanche of photographic trash. My reality was a fiction in which Dante visited Andy Warhol’s hell.

THE ORIGINAL IS DEAD
BACKUP!

Under the debris of an exponential amount of dead images, my total dose of Mechaine was abruptly consumed, causing the vascular accident that culminated in my brain’s death. My sensory experience had been a digital epic, whose end was turned into a tragedy of colors and bytes.

But seconds before I died, a backup of my memory was performed automatically. Everything my brain had experienced in life, from the womb to the fateful events in cyberspace, was copied by the company to its data network. Physically, I had died. But virtually, I still existed.

This was A&A's standard procedure. When a neurogenerator retired or died, the company backed up all the worker's mental history. Memories associated with millineural production peaks were identified, replicated, and serially reproduced in a virtual environment to give birth to artificial cybergenerators. Once hired, a neurogenerator would forever be a neurogenerator, dead or alive.

THE ENERGETIC HERO

In all my years of working on the Acephalous System, not a single millineural generated by me was associated with emotional memories or emotional reactions. I had lived as a Meursault, the stranger of Camus, a being indifferent to existence. But, inexplicably, I became responsible for 70% of AUSS & AUSS energy production, gaining the status of energetic hero and pivot of the world.

What will be the future of A&A, and of our planet? Why, although I am dead, do I continue to tell this story? The answers, you can imagine...

After my death, the Robot SS, head of security at A&A, transferred the copy of my brain record to the Comfort Zone, one of the most watched and strategic areas of the company. It was in this sector that psychocyberanalysts analyzed the memories of neurogenerators, retired or dead, and selected the mental backups that would be used by the cybergenerators to produce millineurals.

DON’T WANT TO CHANGE MYSELF
I DON’T WANT TO CHANGE THE WORLD
I DON’T WANT TO BE A HERO
I JUST WANT TO BE A ZERO. COMFORT ZONE.

In the Comfort Zone, psychocyberanalysts examined my mental record. My memories, however, had no apparent affective responses. The Robot SS then demanded a more thorough scan to identify emotional background swings. Nothing was found.

A new procedure followed. Therapeutic algorithms were tried, in order to break my emotional inertia with self-help programs. But the degree of reaction was always zero. After trying everything, it was concluded: "These memories have no added value". Thus, the Robot SS ordered: "Delete the mental record of the energetic hero!".

The news of the result of the analyzes sounded like a nuclear explosion in the auricles of the AUSS brothers. To try to reverse the situation, the twins increased the Mechaine dosage in the neurogenic plants. Consequently, thousands of neurogenerators died as a result of an overdose of the substance, a disastrous operational holocaust.

Another bomb dropped over the heads of AUSS brothers. The organization C://0DD-e, created by the hacktivist Mawakshi'r, leaked a dossier on the lethal potential of Mechaine and this information quickly came to the attention of the world population.

Outraged by the incident, and the alarming data released by the C://0DD-e, the neurogenerators mobilized themselves and started a general strike that resulted in a global blackout.

STRANGE WORDS.

C://0DD-e brought together AUSS & AUSS dissidents. Among its members, Mrs. Borska stood out, the inventor of Mechaine.

When she developed the substance, Borska was aware of the side effects of the catalyst. To perfect the formula, she requested, at the time of the founding of A&A, that the launch of Acephalous be postponed. However, her request was denied. The scientist did not accept the decision and quit. From then on, she was considered a threat and began to be pursued by the company's secret agents, constantly living on the run.

From the scale of the leaked information, the AUSS brothers had no doubt that Mrs. Borska was involved with C://0DD-e. For them, bringing her back would be the solution to the crisis. The Robot SS was then given the command: "Capture Borska and her daughter XYn".

Mawakshi'r had been able to break access codes for AUSS & AUSS many years ago and subsequently investigated them. The hacktivist recorded the moment when SS received the order and immediately sent a message to the scientist: "Danger. Bring XYn". Suddenly, mother and daughter went to the bunker of C://0DD-e. Mawakshi'r implanted a chip in Borska and told her: "I installed the Exile System. XYn will be safe here with me".

The scientist went back to her hiding place, sat down in front of the computer and booted the chip. In a few seconds, her heartbeat ceased. At that instant, the Robot SS invaded the room and found Mrs. Borska dead. On the computer screen, it read: "You have to find Madame Laser and then you gonna fall in love."

WE ARE ON STRIKE

Can a dead person support a strike? Because I do!

A crowd of neurogenerators surround the mausoleum where my body was buried. The only light source there in the darkness of the world were the tiny flames of the last candles that were lit during my funeral. The starless sky joined the pitch of the earth and the strikers screamed fervently: "Fight, fight, fight, fight against the robotic society!"

Intrigued, you may be wondering: How will the AUSS brothers be able to overcome the strike and global blackout? What is the Exile System? What is the meaning of the message on Mrs. Borska's computer screen? Light your imagination. Face the blackout. Soon, the future might be bright!

UPCOMING RELEASES

CRACKING THE CODES
IT´S A CRACK ATTACK
I CRACK, THEREFORE I AM.

I AM A ROBOT
I’M A SERIAL COPY
I DON’T WANNA BE A GIFT TO A KID
UNDER A CHRISTMAS TREE
I WANT TO BREAK FREE
DESTROY ME TODAY ON CHRISTMAS DAY
OH! PLEASE DESTROY ME
KID DESTROY ME, PLEASE!

BUY, SELL
UP, DOWN
IT´S LOSING VALUE
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN, DOWN...
CRASH.

COLD SOCIETY

WE´RE FEELING SO ALONE

THE LEADERS ARE DEAD

THE BOSSES FIRED THEMSELVES

WHAT’S THE NEXT STEP?

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CREDITS

AUSS & AUSS
Season 1: The Gift
A music novel created by NIKIMA

>> Executive Producer: NIKIMA
>> Produced and Mixed by André T at Estudio T
>> Mastered by Mauricio Gargel at MGargel Audio Mastering
>> Executive Producer Assistant: Ligia Fernandes
>> Design & 3D: Virgilio Pacheco
>> Design & Final Art: Eduardo Araújo
>> Web Development: Marco Prado & Thiago Santos
>> Translations: Thomas Eldridge