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Fresh faced, book at hand and bounding energy, laptop behind
clicking sounds, fingers pressing
Not alone, room fills with towering machines
focused attention, words of zeroes across eyes
foreign calls, buzzing of speakers,
fresh faced, screen on head and computer on wrist
old eyes, watching the young metal body
fresh faced, slick mechanical worker, human behind
clicking sounds, fingers pressing
Not alone, room fills with towering machines
focused attention, words of zeroes across eyes
foreign calls, buzzing of speakers,
fresh faced, screen on head and computer on wrist
old eyes, watching the young metal body
fresh faced, slick mechanical worker, human behind
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Blue Pill Exorcism
"How much?"
"Seventy."
"And a blue pill?"
"Another twenty."
"Twenty!?" Paul stopped. Short breathed. Glanced around. People waited, a bitter line behind him. "Fine." He drew up his phone, set the amount. Go.
On his way home it didn't rain. The smog and the fine dust hung around his every quick step. His breathing filter was failing. Smelled of burnt metal. Cheap piece of--
The door closed, sealed behind him. Vacuum in the plexiglass door frame. He took off his mask, hung it by the others, then his gloves, his safe-coat. He found a hole in it and sighed. "Born poor. Die poor," Paul's father said once. Bitter enough to believe him.
"Hey, littl
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Counterfeit Lives
Jason exhaled contentedly before pushing the touch pad button breaking the connection. Placing his phone on the table he swiveled in his chair to resume his workday. And then he paused. Something hadn’t felt right about the way the conversation had ended. He picked up the phone and hit the redial button. “Avalon Customer Service, this is Denise speaking. How can I help you today?” Jason chuckled softly after having seen the prompting card used by customer service reps. Black lines of text were printed on a white plastic sign with blank spaces for the reps to write in their names in black grease pencil. They were required to answer a phone call, every phone call, with the same phrase no matter how stilted or silly it sounded. “Uh right… Denise? I was just talking to one of the representatives in your call center about my insurance policy with Avalon. Can you connect me with Beverly?” “Yes… I can try to do that but I’ll have to reinsert you into the
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The Three Race : World's Backgroud
The humanity’s unity is sinking and signs the end of its age, the dawn of a new era is rising. After years of fighting, humankind has come to an end. It is time for the Three Pillars, Towers of Renewal, to take their places. The Pillar of Ascension, cradle of the Spirits. Lightening the northernmost part of the world, where all the mythologies and beliefs come from. It houses Spirits that are governed by their god, Havel the Conqueror, and live peacefully by taking life energy from their “Cattle”. “You control your acts, I control your thoughts”. The Pillar of Origins, has grown in the central continent, root of humanity, where species are continuously evolving, adapting themselves to new constraints without halt. A rich soil blackened by their “Prey” expands and feeds their hungers. “We were once... We no longer are" The Creations’ Pillar, was built by the Bionics. These entities, borned from the humankind knowledge, are now raising free from the control of their
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