"I yield!" the dragon cried at last.
It crawled away, leaving the way to its lair open to the knight.
"Princess!" he called out. "I've come to bring you back!"
A figure emerged from the cave, wearing an odd mix of armour parts, and carrying a pollaxe.
"Fuck you," the princess growled. "Make me!"
"I yield!" the dragon cried at last.
It crawled away, leaving the way to its lair open to the knight.
"Princess!" he called out. "I've come to bring you back!"
A figure emerged from the cave, wearing an odd mix of armour parts, and carrying a pollaxe.
"Fuck you," the princess growled. "Make me!"
It leaves a mark on your soul, meeting a god. Most people never meet one before they die. A few saints, prophets, and other holies have more than one mark.
The witch couldn't help stare with her second sight.
"You've met them all? Many times?"
Her friend shrugged. "They say I'm a good listener."
My partner has one of the Percepterol implants. She uses it to tag names to faces, so we got it on PBS.
Anyway, I was scrolling my news feed, and saw an alert about a manditory product recall on Percepterol implants, so I asked "Hey, sweety, have you had a ping from Percepterol about the recall?"
"No, I've not seen anything."
So I showed her the article. That was when things got weird.
"It's great to see that Percepterol is doing so much to help war refugees" she said.
I looked over her shoulder, and I saw the recall notice.
That's why I'm calling 000. My wife needs to have the implant updated or removed immediately, and is not able to request it for herself.
"Thank you for your call, but triple zero is not the correct number to call to complement a private company for their compassionate works."
Fuck.
#SF #SFF #Horror #IAmWriting #microfic #tootfic #microfiction #scifi
Inspired by a comment by @NanoRaptor about AI screwing with people's perceptions.
My partner has one of the Percepterol implants. She uses it to tag names to faces, so we got it on PBS.
Anyway, I was scrolling my news feed, and saw an alert about a manditory product recall on Percepterol implants, so I asked "Hey, sweety, have you had a ping from Percepterol about the recall?"
"No, I've not seen anything."
So I showed her the article. That was when things got weird.
"It's great to see that Percepterol is doing so much to help war refugees" she said.
I looked over her shoulder, and I saw the recall notice.
That's why I'm calling 000. My wife needs to have the implant updated or removed immediately, and is not able to request it for herself.
"Thank you for your call, but triple zero is not the correct number to call to complement a private company for their compassionate works."
Fuck.
#SF #SFF #Horror #IAmWriting #microfic #tootfic #microfiction #scifi
Inspired by a comment by @NanoRaptor about AI screwing with people's perceptions.
It leaves a mark on your soul, meeting a god. Most people never meet one before they die. A few saints, prophets, and other holies have more than one mark.
The witch couldn't help stare with her second sight.
"You've met them all? Many times?"
Her friend shrugged. "They say I'm a good listener."
"I wish I could do magic.'
"If you have no magic," said the witch, "it's because you've used it all."
"I've never done magic."
"There's one spell most can do instinctively - turn back time. It only works once, it's so big it burns up all your magic."
"I've never! If I could, I..."
"Would have?"
"I wish I could do magic.'
"If you have no magic," said the witch, "it's because you've used it all."
"I've never done magic."
"There's one spell most can do instinctively - turn back time. It only works once, it's so big it burns up all your magic."
"I've never! If I could, I..."
"Would have?"
"Insurance helpline, how can I help?"
"On my life insurance application there's a question about my child: Are they likely to become a protagonist?"
"Do they have an unusual hair colour, or a special talent?"
"Yes, pink hair, great at bowling, why?"
"That increases the risk of a parent dying."
I put a payment card on my cat's collar so she doesn't have to steal fish. When they bought her home in the divvy van last night I found out she's been getting cash out at the woolworths checkout and buying black market brushies from escaped roombas. I'm sorry but I don't know what the roombas spend the money on. I do suspect that this is why the sign appeared in the supermarket today restricting cash-out transactions.
I put a payment card on my cat's collar so she doesn't have to steal fish. When they bought her home in the divvy van last night I found out she's been getting cash out at the woolworths checkout and buying black market brushies from escaped roombas. I'm sorry but I don't know what the roombas spend the money on. I do suspect that this is why the sign appeared in the supermarket today restricting cash-out transactions.
