The year is 2076. I am living in my Mars colony that was promised and finally delivered by Mars Jesus' brain that is suspended in a jar of saline and merely firing off electrical charges that are just infered at this point to be yeses or noes. I assume this was similar to when Mars Jesus was still alive, but I digress. I could be out kicking Mars rocks but I'm stuck inside my plastic Mars pod due to another software update for my Pod-doorX. But thankfully I have entertainment in the form of a primitive PC game called Star Citizen, because of Chris "Spacegame Daddy" Roberts' bold and ambitious project his company started back when my grandchild were struggling to get by by balancing school work and cleaning slaughterhouse floors during the Poverty Wars. Never mind that the game costed $170 billion to make. It was worth it. I boot up my Windows 12 machine since the game doesn't run on modern computers. I give a quick thanks for the script kiddie that was able to score a copy of such an old, outdated OS. I give a gentle nod at my now deseased grandchild who lived on cheese sandwiches and ramen to make this dream come true. The old computer rumbles to life and I boot up the game and play. It is mediocre. I go back to play Grand Theft Auto 6 on my ComputerX.
The year is 2076. I am living in my Mars colony that was promised and finally delivered by Mars Jesus' brain that is suspended in a jar of saline and merely firing off electrical charges that are just infered at this point to be yeses or noes. I assume this was similar to when Mars Jesus was still alive, but I digress. I could be out kicking Mars rocks but I'm stuck inside my plastic Mars pod due to another software update for my Pod-doorX. But thankfully I have entertainment in the form of a primitive PC game called Star Citizen, because of Chris "Spacegame Daddy" Roberts' bold and ambitious project his company started back when my grandchild were struggling to get by by balancing school work and cleaning slaughterhouse floors during the Poverty Wars. Never mind that the game costed $170 billion to make. It was worth it. I boot up my Windows 12 machine since the game doesn't run on modern computers. I give a quick thanks for the script kiddie that was able to score a copy of such an old, outdated OS. I give a gentle nod at my now deseased grandchild who lived on cheese sandwiches and ramen to make this dream come true. The old computer rumbles to life and I boot up the game and play. It is mediocre. I go back to play Grand Theft Auto 6 on my ComputerX.