Maybe we need to approach this in a different way.
I hate those "memes" that are always going around youtube, myspace, and people's blogs! Mainly because, as all of you know, I am interested in Memetics as a nasent science. But also because I am totally fascinated for life with chain-based games. So, in the spirit of dumb games, let's PLAY...
Here's the game. I write a prompt in the form: "Future of __________."
The next poster has to write a bit about what that kind of future would be like - NOT the future of that item, but a future DOMINATED (structured around) that item. It doesn't have to be very much (although it CAN be very much...).
Then the poster gets to write their own original prompt...
So to kick it off:
Future of POINTLESS GAMES.
5 comments:
Livin' it.
Future of DOWNERS.
feeling it! ive spent all morning picking DOWNER debris out of my nose... and i did the same thing the night before! were modern society to take after this ignorant lifestyle, someone would have to invent NOSE CONDOMS because of the rapid spread of VD of the shnozz, from sharing straws. not worth it!
future of CHOPPED AND SCREWED SOUTHERN HIP HOP...
all scropped and chewed
global robitussin OD's will be on the rise - this, fortunately, will provide an alternative to more severe legislation-based means of population control. substantial tax breaks will be granted to those operating tussin-selling venues. advertisers will need to focus on aggressively converting the middle-aged and elderly to the narcoleptic throb of these dextromethorphan-induced sonic blunders.
someone tell me all about the future of GUM
Gum gum gum.
There were different points at which man touched the mechanical, sending information from this world to the next. The next mechanical world - it's not that cold and hard - don't be surprised. It's soft and juicy and sweet - a Barbie afterworld, a cutsie Armageddon. There were attachments for our eyes tracking our gaze, hands that replicated our every movement on screen, breath counters, heartbeat monitors, skin conduction testors, and last came the jaws, clacking open and shut with unstoppable manic movement. Nicotine gum. History gum. Personality modification gum. Dimensional transcoding induction gum. Look inside the pink goo, there are billions and billions of tiny bugs. Microphones on every molecule, surveillance of every dancing quark. Then came the impossible crossover, the chaos doing what it does best. The unsinkable code sprung a leak and every pink microdot became pure rabbit sex. It was discovered and then it was already over, a horrid upcurving graph of multiplication multiplied. People eaten out from the inside by their own snacks. Voracious gum. Strategizing gum. Merciless gum. Haunted gum. It was not grey goo, but a planet sucked dry by plasticine pink.
Future of zoos.
The future of zoos is like a bad, mid-90s Marvel Avengers comic. Will we be the collector or the collected? See the last Zebra. See the last Panda. It's preservation. "I've got the last 21st century male. Mint condition. A little wary, but a safe trade".
The only question is if we are willing to search the vast expanses, or resign ourselves to a to a life behind bars.
The future of celebrity.
sorry I've been missing...
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