Elon snuck from drawer to drawer, searching the desk. Suddenly, the light turned on. “What are you doing?” his commanding lookalike demanded.
By Stephanie Hoogstad3 months ago in Fiction
Elon hovered over the Imagineer as he reprogrammed the Trump animatronic. “So, he will recognize me as his master above all the others now, correct?” he asked.
“Why can’t I go home?” Elon asked. The commanding lookalike sighed and pulled a tablet out of its briefcase. It queued up a video and handed the tablet to Elon.
“I heard you are asking for $1 trillion from Tesla,” the commanding Elon lookalike said as it looked over the bunker plans.
“Grokipedia is online,” Elon informed his commanding lookalike. “Very good,” it replied. “If we have control of their information, we have control of their actions.” It paused. “And your next propulsion system?”
Elon folded the plans for his latest propulsion system and tucked them into his pocket before entering the Oval Office. He stopped short when he found his commanding lookalike watching an Imagineer tinkering with a Putin animatronic.
Table of Contents: Elon’s Space Force Building a Better President Elon Phones Home The Invasion The Ballroom Building a Better Army
“Build the ballroom as opulent as you can,” the Elon lookalike told the Trump animatronic. “And the budget?” the Trump animatronic asked.
“Hello, Elon?” “Yes, Mr.President.” “Let’s scrap our plans for the Russian tunnel. Let’s build one from the White House new ballroom and bunker to Mar-a-Lago instead.”
By Lana V Lynx3 months ago in Fiction
"Hello, Elon?" "Yes, Mr.President." "I have our friend Vladimir on the line here. He suggested you start building a tunnel between Russia and Alaska."
The world plunged into darkness. But the Beaufords managed to keep the lights on. They didn’t venture outside. They didn’t need to. They had each other and they had their supplies to ride out the catastrophe that had enveloped the world.
By Dean Traylor3 months ago in Fiction
Thing 1 There I was, nineteen, nursing a swollen lip and feeling stupid. I did not know what I was being brought into.
By Lacie Grayson3 months ago in Fiction
