Mt. Olympus, December 2079 (microfiction)

Poseidon drew the short straw.
Hera sighed. “Yes, they’re irredeemable. But I’ll miss those buggers. Their bridges, computers, M*A*S*H... Genius.”
The trident swung. The floodwaters flowed. The underworld gained eight billion souls.
Hephaestus prepared the drafting table. “Okay. Humans 2.0.”
Aphrodite nudged Ares aside. “This time, I’ll design.”



Oh, I rather love this. The idea of Humans 2.0 was amusing, but by changing designers, you took it from "cute story" to "social commentary." Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteYes, indeed. ;-) I wonder what would result? Very good job in getting loads of story in there.
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