Winter Topical Finals: Pinot Grij vs. Mr. J

[Adonis]

You know the rules by now

Due date is February 22nd, Monday, if that is cool with you both?

@11:59 West Coast or 2:59 Am Tuesday East Coast



Topic:The Man Who Sold The World

RIP Bowie


G/Luck

Mr. J Pinot Grij


I'll feed your verses for the mag I guess.

[Pinot Grij]

Who is Tabitha?
Read her story. (http://www.netcees.org/showpost.php?p=502132&postcount=7)

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Tabitha is crestfallen. She felt rotten.
How could she let her defense soften and be left trodden?
She could not have shown less caution. She regrets falling.
She let love’s threat blossom and was infected by its death toxin.
Oh, the betrayal she felt - it quickly morphed into vengeful desires
To her, Robolationships was just an alias that meant Deception For Hire.
With a contemptuous fire against such a wicked attack,
She made a vigilant pact to stop those guilty of this villainous act.

Robolationships’ CEO was Lucas Graves. A brutish knave.
He was the man who sold the world the only thing it truly craves.
A hardly demure entrepreneur, he was resolute in direction
As he developed an android adroit in the realm of human affection.
An illusion so precious - his units accepted to a booming reception.
They made the woe-beset forget about the wounds they’d been dressing.
But there were moralists who more or less besmirched his design
They thought it a merciless crime to trick a person’s mind with circuits and wires
But let the purists conspire, he thought, they all beat the same drum
Cyborg or life form: if you attain love, who cares where it came from?
So those who longed from being wronged when left to their own devices,
Would spend their earnings on their yearning, no matter what the price is
He saved the lovelorn from blunt scorn - providing hope was his art.
So what if a few of his drones had gone rogue and broke a few hearts?
He felt irreproachable - few had been dealt such delusions of self
As he’d accumulate wealth with each Roboyfriend that flew off the shelf.

Graves entered his office with a newspaper in hand.
And was met by a fuming woman intent on making a stand.
No stated demands - only the retribution she sought.
For his fugitive fraud and its punitive abuse of her heart.
He said, "I know why you're here. And I'm sorry for what you've endured.
You came to vent your hate for how I’ve desecrated something so pure.
But I once was in love. That sweet rush - alas, it was in vain.
And I was abandoned just the same, left to grapple with the pain.
That shrapnel still remains, lodged in the very meat of my being,
So I built these droids to fill the void left from the grief of that feeling.”
He saw the girl bow her head and the tears roll from her cheeks.
Just then he struck, and he gripped her by the throat and he squeezed.
But didn’t notice her breathe. And he knew he had nothing to blame.
The irony struck as the android blew up and engulfed him in flames.

Tabitha self-destructed her droid - she smiled as her plan took effect
Then she downloaded Graves’ fingerprints from his hands on its neck
She used them to gain access to the Robolationships vault.
And then laid waste to their databanks with a brazen assault.
Except she kept one program, and had it stored on a disk.
Which she swore was for kicks, a memento from their glorious tryst.
But many nights, the loneliness grips as she sips a glass of wine.
And wonders if she rebuilt him, would it be different than last time.

[Adonis]

Pinot Grij

Your call man. I'm passing out and the deadline has come and gone. Whatever you decide I'll up hold regardless if he posts or not.