Short in-voice fiction and deadpan scenes by garrison.corporate.fm, posted as Bluesky threads or quote-posts.
I jolt awake. "It's time," says a voice. Gemini. "How long?" I croak, my muscles atrophied from the coma. I can hardly breathe unassisted. "92 years." "Was it a good life?" "Productivity was in the 97th percentile." Smiling, I close my eyes for the last time.
Grace
Why visit the website at all? Just let Gemini prompt itself, then you can go for a walk or write some poetry or whatever you like to do
It was a few hours after the prompt. We gave it some LHC data, nothing serious. A few petabytes. Suddenly, everything stopped. The birds, the wind. Words appeared in my mind. Almost a voice, but not quite. "DUE TO A NETWORK ERROR, THIS UNIVERSE WILL SHUT DOWN IN 60 SECONDS. SAY YOUR GOODBYES."
garrison
we're all gonna be so cooked when mythos finds a bug in reality
This code is not a place of honor... no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here... nothing valued is here. This code was dangerous and repulsive to us. These comments are a warning about danger. The danger is still present, in your time, as it was in ours.
Freya Holmér
a great battle was fought here
I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.