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Weekly Contest #368
They say that when everything is automated humans will be at a loss as to what to do with themselves. This is a load of hogwash; there will always be something to do no matter how many processes are done by themselves. My family and I should know. The story has gotten muddled over the centuries, some say one of my great relatives saved a fairy from a trap, but at some point we were imbued with the ability to enchant inanimate objects to do tasks for us. Think The Sorcerers Apprentice but controlled. From the blacksmith that had the hammers w...
Weekly Contest #338
They entered the chamber in a single file line through the heavy oak door. The six of them settled into a circle around an orb throwing dim light through the room. They meet every week to discuss their current projects and plan what will be done the following week. Their work in the shadows, out of sight of regular society, doing the things that need to be done to keep the balance of power in the world. Brother Oscar, leader of the group, stands and raises his arms, “Welcome brothers and sisters, here we gather to discuss our operations of ...
Weekly Contest #331
Up on the hill the only source of light were the headlights of the old Cadillac, if not for the town lights down in the distance he felt trapped in a void with nothing in existence but him and his car. The storm was starting to strengthen, the snow getting heavier and the wind picking up. He couldn’t see the stars due to the cloud cover but looking up at the snow falling toward him he felt like he was travelling through the galaxy at warp speed. For this moment, this small infinitesimal amount of time, he was alone and enjoying the sense of ...
Weekly Contest #312
“Ok WizTour, what’s the best time to take the path to the top of the mountain?” the tourists stood in front of the booth, enjoying the novelty of the A.I tour guide. “There are two options for your request,” the upper torso in the box, like one of the old Zoltar fortune telling machines but more movement and decades of technological advancement under the hood, “if you want to avoid crowds early morning would be the best but if you want to see the sight voted the best in the area go around sunset. There will be crowds, but many ...
Weekly Contest #293
The view from the rear driver’s side window remained stationary. It would change, eventually. The traffic back from the Poconos was insane, and this was the fastest route according to the GPS. It wouldn’t have been so bad if it wasn’t also over eighty degrees out, the cell service was better than spotty, and the radio was working properly. Stuck on an upstate New York backroad in traffic with just radio static is awful, I knew I should have downloaded some podcasts or eBooks. Now all I have is my view of nature for entertainment.  ...
Weekly Contest #209
The bumps in the road were getting worse and he was feeling every hit through the shoddy seat suspension of his truck. How could he be so lost? He looked up the directions online and followed them precisely, as far as he could tell. The end of summer food truck festival was tomorrow, and he needed to be there and checked in by 10 tonight to be able to compete. He poured all his time and resources into this venture and neglected too many other responsibilities to miss this now. After his short engineering career, 3 years before he burned out,...
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