Clonk City Nights, excerpt #1: "Live fearlessly with the all-new LIFESHACKLE(tm) - the burden you're grateful for!"
The advertisement flashed in my face with saccharine cheer. I grimaced. AurumCorp tech
had fully saturated the wearables market a couple of years ago, and New Clonk City was all the worse for it. No doubt the techsetters were already all over this newest generation of companion devices.
Personally, I preferred my old StatTrack 9800, despite its age. It had never let me down. Plus, I found its bulky frame a comforting presence on my forearm.
Perhaps I should introduce myself. My name is Gibbles McVanderforp, and I'm an unprofessional technologist in the UnderClonk district. The UnderClonk is the vast network of half-tunnels underneath the city's multilayered skyroads. As I'm sure you can imagine, all of the most legal activities take place here, and that's why I work with an unexpired business license.
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