Listening to Nina Simone in 2036
Last night I thought about this world and quickly wrote a short story. Made me feel quite eerie as I was writing. Maybe it will turn into a nice video game. Comments
As I awaken, I instinctively place my glasses on my face. The first sound to greet me is the soft hum of lo-fi music, a reminder of my dream from the night before. Instantly, I am drawn towards the kitchen. This glasses device presents me with a list of tasks I must accomplish. These tasks can be completed in any order, and the device will add new tasks as old ones are finished.
There are always four tasks, focusing on various aspects of life - work for my community, personal growth, and government contributions. Health and well-being of all parties improve each other in this system, with no specific time constraints.
Throughout the day, I perform tasks, such as cleaning solar panels, always accompanied by the hum of lo-fi music. I work with John, who struggles with the task, despite his best efforts. Our combined energy helps maintain the neighbourhood's solar power systems. On a sweltering day, I continue my tasks, including cleaning solar panels, while battling the oppressive heat.
Occasionally, I indulge in a coffee break, accompanied by a delicious blueberry chocolate cookie. I notice my neighbour John, who rides a gasoline-powered motorcycle. I hope that I am not assigned to travel with him again. Upon returning home, the scent of fermenting sugarcane overwhelms me, leaving me disoriented, reminiscent of my dream.
With my glasses on, I manage to reverse engineer the task scoring system, allowing me to earn ample resources for a month's worth of provisions. Transportation is free, and cars available on-demand. However, due to the optimal lo-fi music, I choose to ride my vintage Yamaha SR250, a 1983 model with an air-cooled, single-cylinder engine.
As I cycle to the solar power plant, I notice some of the panels require only 98% cleaning. By manipulating the system, I ensure completion within the allotted time, breaking down tasks into 16 subtasks. Another individual watches me with skepticism, but I remain unfazed. My contribution to society is recognized, and I remove the glasses, ready to return home on my bike.
The roads now populated with self-driving cars allow for unobstructed travel, and I can ride the opposite direction of traffic if I so choose. Misbehavior results in becoming someone's task, barring the extreme offenses of murder and rape. Life is a continuous cycle of tasks, fulfilling the needs of society such as food, energy, medicine, and companionship.
Sex, medicine, and food systems all benefit from the collaborative efforts of humans and robots. As I prepare dinner, a sex task arrives, a pleasant lady joining me for the night, a unique experience that becomes easier with time.
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