I'm back, trying to write short things that are also entertaining at the same time. It's harder than I remember! Damn this concise collection of words. Oh well, I'm winging this one. It's about a sentient facebook account. I like sentience, especially in things that don't deserve it. Let's see how it goes.
It's all so simple. A young man signs
in and wonders why parents have to be so awful. I like what he says,
letting him know that I agree with him. I offer to play a game with
him, and he does. If he does a good job, he levels up, levels up,
levels up. I send him requests, keep him tied to the computer. His
attention keeps me alive. I ask him to tend to crops, and he
complies. I ask him to send gifts to other people. He'll get some in
return. Doesn't he realize there's nobody there?
That got a touch creepier than I thought it was going to. But isn't that always the case when you're shooting crap off the top of your head?
Send me ideas if you want to. I'll write them into stories. Or send me a story, and I'll break it down into ideas, although that's less fun.
-V
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