Story Time, Volume 36
This week's @DailyMicroFiction twitter stories, plus a bonus story at the end!
Into one side of the machine walked a girl, late teens, tattered clothes. An old man, gaunt but in a fine purple suit, walked into the other.
It only took a minute — out walked two mid-forties adults.
He handed her a stack of cash. The going rate was $12,880 per year.
The man and the robot walk side by side through the city streets. In the robot’s hand is a roll of quarters; it feeds them into each parking meter it passes. The man stares quizzically each time.
A panhandler sits on the corner. The man hands him a quarter.
blockstracism: blocking someone on social media and insulting them while they can't see what you're tweeting about.
blocklighting: blockstracising someone, deleting the tweet, and unblocking them.
blockchain: a coordinated, multi-user blockstracism.
A fiery red chemical burn gashes across his face. It was a familiar story - a jilted lover, an oppressive society, a cup of foul evil, hastily thrown.
Familiar, save for one small thing: it had been a windy day.
Nothing feels like the melancholy smell of an extinguished birthday candle.
Baffled, the scientists all agreed: the universe had stopped expanding. In fact, it was now contracting - and everything seemed to be heading straight for Earth.
We’d reversed the universe’s expansion - in a kitschy corner of upstate New York, a late 20’s couple had finally learned how to throw a halfway decent party.
Now, the rest of the universe was hoping for an invite.