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Image description: the yaer was Two Thousand and twenty-four. I took a puff of my Electronic-Cigarette, inhaling the vapours. my mobile terminal buzzed in my pocket, a flat slab of microchips and glossy touchscreen. I ignored it… probably another Electronic-Mail


(Originally published on corteximplant.com: 2024-05-23) - Click the Fedi-Link to visit.

  • LEONHART@slrpnk.net
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    5 months ago

    The near-blinding kaleidoscope of lights and color faded to blackness as my virtual reality headset powered down. Pulling the headset away, I yawned and blinked, my eyes adjusting to the LED lighting that bathed my gaming space in neon. I fumbled to turn off the lights. Many colleagues of mine had taken to configuring such devices with voice recognition and control, but truthfully, I was too uneasy to do so myself, fearing who might be listening on the other end.

    I checked the device in my pocket for the current time. Damn. Later than I hoped.

    I walked sluggishly away to bed, punching buttons on the slab in my hand until alarms were set, calendars were reviewed, and quiet again took the space.

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      5 months ago

      Wait nooo you made this a genre I actually want!!!Modern, within our grasp technology, yet written in this futuristic detective noir style. Kinda like Veronica Mars was a modern take on the style.