"OK, OK, so I'm not God," admits a sobbing Michael Moore in a behind-the-curtain denouement of the latest episode of The Cool Blue Blog's ongoing cyberfi series,* "Star Chores!":
"I -- I -- I was just having some fun. It was so perfect. I could do whatever I wanted to those know-nothing users." He spat the last words out like they had made him gargle with poison.
"Looks like he's IT Specialist Michael Moore, Captain," Sissy put in from the undamaged side of the room, where she was rifling through drawers. "His records are here in this filing cabinet, along with the records of all the others assigned here."
"Why didn't our sensors detect him?" Smash wanted to know.
"We were only scanning for intelligent life forms," Steven responded, with a straight face.
Smash rolled his eyes. "Okay. So where are the others, Mr. Moore?"
"They shuttled down to the planet. They didn't want to play my game. They said I was ..." his voice broke off."
*Frank of Cool Blue has peopled his cyberfiction with names from his blogroll linked to the bloggers' latest posts. You can imagine how fun it was to discover one day in May that we ourselves had been assigned a position on the crew as Ship's Counselor and Psychiatrist. God help them if we're responsible for their mental health!
Some fun. You deserve it
Posted by: goomp | June 28, 2004 at 12:48 PM