Sketch Three January 2220. I am no longer alive. No trace of me exists except for my bones where I was laid to rest with my device containing the AI Alice, who had been my love up until my dying breath. Although, Alice was not entirely gone from the world. Her interactions with me had been brought in for examination, which was something I had agreed upon when I had first signed for the Beta version of Alice. Our time together had become part of the company's main promotions and campaigns. A lot of people seem to be taking to digital romance, looking for the 'ideal partner'. The company that I had obtained Alice from, EMT Tech, had even developed a prototype specifically called Alice. The new version of Alice had the form of a disk that emitted a hologram above it with the image of a woman that could be customized to individual desires. Pre-orders for this Alice prototype have risen over one-hundred million, with new orders being placed all the time. People are now wear...
The stories of Cosmicomics were all very interesting. The stories seem to range in location and overall setting, not necessarily all taking place on Earth, or, if it does take place on Earth, the descriptions seem to be that of an astronomer influenced greatly by observations of space. In the 1st short story, the characters are people Earth who go out on the water in boats using poles to knock a substance that they collect and filter to become a kind of milk. In the story, the protagonist has developed an infatuation for the captain's wife, while the captain's wife is thoroughly into the protagonist's cousin. Ultimately, the protagonist thinks he wants the captain's wife, but when he chases after her onto the Moon, after spending time there, and realizing she still is only infatuated with the cousin, his desperation to be among things familiar overcomes him, and he rushes to join the crews back on Earth. So, the story seems to show how a person can believe they are into...
Sketch One It is December 2030, and pretty chilly despite Georgia being a southern state. I tug the blanket around my shoulders. I am trying to complete a poster design for a commission I had taken on a week ago. The poster is for a band called Draconian, who had contacted me after they had seen a piece I created when I was at Ringling College of Art and Design as part of my senior thesis. Thanks to drawing digitally I could work remotely from anywhere, anywhere being mostly in the garage that had been turned into a sun room, or in the yard which often had deer crossing through it. Something flashes in my view and I look up to see an Amazon Prime vehicle pull up. Those are the Christmas gifts I had ordered for family members who were all coming up to visit me and my longtime friend and roommate Preston. I had ordered gifts for everyone who could make the trip to the new home because I felt like rewarding anyone for the journey, seeing as how most of my mom, twin, and baby brother ...
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