So, into the mix I've tossed a preacher's daughter, a pair of incestuous clones sharing one set of memories and a very strange fashion sense, and a semi-sentient bed that wants to keep them all happy. 4,448 words in three hours. Damn, maybe I could do this for a living. (Aaah, I say that every Nanowrimo, win or lose.)
Buzzword of the day: Cognitively Modified Organism. That's the bed: its brainwiring preprogrammed to lack Darwinian instincts for independence, mateseeking, and self-determination but instead predispose it to be wholly interested in the wellbeing of those who sleep on it.
Buzzword of the day: Cognitively Modified Organism. That's the bed: its brainwiring preprogrammed to lack Darwinian instincts for independence, mateseeking, and self-determination but instead predispose it to be wholly interested in the wellbeing of those who sleep on it.