“Failure is
not an option!”
Schoolhouse
Rock*
Today I was
playing a game I got for my birthday. Armored Core 2. An old game I
played when I was young and decided to get once more from Bookmans.
It's a game where you pilot a giant robot and customize it by using
money you get from the missions you accomplish(buy parts like legs
and stuff). The way this beef-your-robot-up formula drives the game
was the following moment:
I start my mission just rolling along in my giant robot.
Bullets fly
from multiple directions at me. They are being shot at me from enemy
flying giant robots. I think it's about six to eight but I died
before I could count them all.
I am confident
my robot is going to need a bigger boomstick.
Anyway, while I
go to the giant robot store, onto the flash fiction!
The Thought
Contest
The two
smartest men in the world prepared themselves to determine which one
was truly more intelligent. (The two smartest women had their contest
yesterday, Jenny won.) Just as the women did in their contest the men
hooked their brains up to mind reading helmets. Their thoughts would
be broadcast for the world to hear on national television live as
they watched the men battle. The way that had been chosen to
determine intelligence in this contest was who could think the
greatest thoughts and dominate the others. Whether or not determined
it fairly was debatable.
On the left
side of the room sat Tom dressed in a fancy suit. On the right side
of the room sat Hank dressed in a nice suit. To the audience these
men weren't really people. Hank loves boats. Tell an audience member
that and they wouldn't care. For this all those two men were are
intelligent men proving who was smartest, for the worlds
entertainment, during prime-time TV. Up next: Football.
Tom started the
battle thinking of geometry. Geometry beyond the normal 3D but into
directions beyond that. Mathematicians talk about directions beyond
up, down, left, right, forward and back. Way to show off Tom! But
that was the point. As a counter Hank thought of time and every
single way it is considered and not considered a dimension. Tom
brought the subject to pondering something more philosophical. To
show the audience how deep he could get.
Between the two
men a screen showed representations of their thoughts along with
words and scientists analyzing the helmets would pick them apart too.
The screen's images mostly sufficed, almost like being at school.
Where a teacher would use a projector to display an image and some
words to explain it.
Both men, like
many intellectuals, had used these machines before. Tom decided to go
for a shock value. The deep philosophical subject he wanted to
ponder, that could tie into time was death. Time causes decay. He
used that train of thought to bring death to the board.
Representations of Tom's concepts of the end of it all, the
experience of cessation of existence, or the afterlife, and his own
ideas of immortality and its consequences came to light.
For a split
second Hank thought he couldn't possibly top that. A thought he
didn't like getting up on the screen. But then he thought of
something to top death in philosophy. Deep in science. Deep in
everything. The opposite of death, life. He thought of every aspect
he could about it. The biological aspects of life. The spiritual
aspects of life. And the entire thought contest started to fold in on
itself as he began to ponder the consciousness aspect of life. A
display of thoughts representing thoughts thinking of thoughts
folding on thoughts. Tom couldn't keep up with the speed that Hank
could think these thoughts and their complexity and he couldn't come
up with anything to compare. The contest was won. Hank reigned as the
smartest man in the world.
The next day
the smartest man and smartest woman attempted to have an intellectual
contest. But they found each other attractive and both their minds
thought simple thoughts of how into each other they were. That
intelligence contest was inconclusive.
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