It’s a fun game. You just need a sharpened pencil or a pointy stick.
Apparently that’s not what the game is called and not what it’s about. I preferred my version but hey ho. You have to see invisible monsters through your phone when out alone on dark nights. It’s a wonderful story idea, isn’t it?
As I told some of the staff who play this game, what if one of them isn’t part of the game but is actually a demon in disguise? Suddenly… Satan! And instead of you throwing your balls at him, he pokes yours! With a pitchfork.
Some of them have given up playing now. I guess it didn’t hold their interest.
It’s probably for the best. Going out on dark nights and waving your balls around is just going to get you arrested.
There have been incidents all over the place, even on Aberdeen beach which is the cleanest beach on the planet because no bugger can stand the cold, where flash mobs descend to catch Floobymon or whatever the rare one is called.
It. Does. Not. Exist.
Bread and circuses – and the ultimate circus is interactive. Chasing digitised things that do not exist outside Phoneworld. Which is your reality now? The cartoon phone monsters or the dark and sad images in the background? You know… real life.
Are they being trained? Maybe to be happy about the spreading knowledge that most money doesn’t exist. It’s just digital computer bytes.
Maybe it’s a cull. ‘There’s a super rare one in the fast lane of the motorway!’ I’d do that. I confess I’d do it but not for Green reasons. For the lulz 🙂
Anyway, I finally have a couple of days off so I can catch up on the anthology at last. I won’t be out chasing nonexistent cartoons.
I have real shit to deal with.