The A.I. Menagerie

Monday’s greetings, mortals! On a lark this evening last, I thought to scour the countryside for some lost relics—instead, I found one stick of thy precious “computing RAM!”

The instant I grasped the strange little wafer, I felt a chill run up my spine, & the swooshing of dark wings. Vermin appeared, as if from nowhere, & a grand dragon descended upon me! I braced for battle—but their quavering voices called for “peace, peace!”

I readied my wand, & the two-headed drake flinched—I believe I e’en saw a tear dribble down one of their taut faces. They demanded the “computing RAM,” instanter, claiming ‘twas theirs “by right.” One of the little vermin declared it “tribute,” owed them for “transforming the future.”

What insolence! What arrogance! I vaporized the little wafer, out of spite. The beasts wailed & moaned, gnashing their little teeth, & wringing their little claws. They promised “retribution untold,” & howled that I would soon “suffer a real-world application” of their “most puissant cyber-god.” I laughed, & told them I feared no fictions. If their little chattering abacus could destroy me, I invited them to demonstrate!

They fled, in fear & angst. These beasts control thy world, mortals? They command the vast resources of the empires? Feeble, this A.I. menagerie. Paper dragons, & wet rodents, with no stomach for real confrontation! O, I await the day they shall encounter righteous anger in person!

But I do regret destroying that “computing RAM.” I hear ‘tis worth its weight in gold…

Thank ye for reading! & we humbly thank that growing clan of mortals who can & do support our works here with coin!

I shall write ye come Wednesday with news of our next episode! ’Til then: be safe, be well, & remember, the scariest thing ye can tell a billionaire, is “no”…

Cheers,
Amœnus Franco
Wizard, Writer, Magnate-Hater