so i've never done #introductions on this account
i'm catdad 👋 maybe you've seen me elsewhere on the fediverse. MAYBE NOT?
*attempts mysterious cape swoosh but just trips and falls face first*
ˡᵉᵗ'ˢ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵉⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿ
i'm a software engineer. on this account you can probably expect to see:
Ladies, if he:
- Never responds to your texts
- Travels for years ignoring everyone
- Is tiny
- Literally goes right through you
- Changes flavour by oscillation
He's not your man. He's a #neutrino
CYBER MONDAY [fic] Show more
the streets are silent but for a persistent low hum. you'd believe the city was abandoned if it weren't for the constant mechanical groan. no birds chirp. no insects buzz.
a short siren overlays the drone. it's a series of artificial chirps that echo off buildings and fill the air.
then a voice.
｢WARNING. BIO-CLEANSE IN EFFECT
DO NOT LEAVE YOUR HOMES
ALL ORGANIC MATTER OUTSIDE OF SEALED BUILDINGS WILL BE SANITIZED
CYBER MONDAY PROTOCOL WILL CONCLUDE AT 11:59PM
In a cyperpunk near-future, the realism of virtual reality have been perfected. Only trained experts would be able to distinguish virtual from real, if it wasn't for the lag.
It turns out that such a direct connection with a virtual world makes even the tiniest lag noticeable; any movement of your body is a tiny bit delayed.
Some people get dizzy and nauseous with such lag, and the lags get worse the further you are from The Center Of The Web.
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When most people dream, they imagine themselves in a situation that's somehow better than their real lives. They think of more money. Or power. A bigger house. Or maybe a sexier partner. They're selfish.
As I sat, rolling between my thumb and ring finger the gold-green marble that held my dream, I knew that mine was different.
Everything in it was the same. I had the same job. We lived in the same house. The difference was that you were still you, but I was someone else.
short speculative fiction stories
jokes about cybrestuff
langs: en, the binary language of moisture evaporators
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