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Prompt 320: What do you command?
Just the fundamental forces of space, time, matter and energy. Not much, really. I mean, practically anyone can make a planet just by thinking about it, can't they? The forces at my command must be trivial, considering how seriously people take me. After all, why be frightened of a guy who could transform you into a wombat or de-evolve you into a slime mold on a whim? It's much more important to establish that you, and your petty little starship, and your tiny little underevolved species, are in control of your own lives and destinies, and you're in charge of absolutely everything. Why, you can even go so far as to order me to get off your bridge. That can't possibly result in my being irritated with you and wiping you retroactively out of existence at all!
... seriously, is it me or is it them? I mean, either they're astonishingly good judges of character, to figure out within ten minutes of meeting me that I'm not in fact actually going to do any of those things, despite the fact that I'm going out of my way to strongly imply that I just might... or they're complete idiots who *are* going to get wiped out of existence by something that doesn't find them nearly as amusing as I do, one of these days.
Prompt 317: What do you still have from when you were young?
I was young billions of years ago.
( Even the most durable of teddy bears and security blankets tend to wear out after the first couple of million. )
theatrical_muse today.Prompt 320: What do you command?
Just the fundamental forces of space, time, matter and energy. Not much, really. I mean, practically anyone can make a planet just by thinking about it, can't they? The forces at my command must be trivial, considering how seriously people take me. After all, why be frightened of a guy who could transform you into a wombat or de-evolve you into a slime mold on a whim? It's much more important to establish that you, and your petty little starship, and your tiny little underevolved species, are in control of your own lives and destinies, and you're in charge of absolutely everything. Why, you can even go so far as to order me to get off your bridge. That can't possibly result in my being irritated with you and wiping you retroactively out of existence at all!
... seriously, is it me or is it them? I mean, either they're astonishingly good judges of character, to figure out within ten minutes of meeting me that I'm not in fact actually going to do any of those things, despite the fact that I'm going out of my way to strongly imply that I just might... or they're complete idiots who *are* going to get wiped out of existence by something that doesn't find them nearly as amusing as I do, one of these days.
Prompt 317: What do you still have from when you were young?
I was young billions of years ago.
( Even the most durable of teddy bears and security blankets tend to wear out after the first couple of million. )