It is 23202 May 2023 09:31
It is 2320, and the last few are sitting around an oil lamp, the last vestiges of a once-rich, hydrocarbon-based society."They'll provide.", said the elder, "They'll provide"."We've been promised! They will provide." repeated the student, still years away from attaining true enlightenment."But," spoke one, a doubter, "but didn't they say the sacred RNS would arrive centuries ago?""They said 2023, which was a typo!" the elder snapped back, "Are you..." The group looked up towards the one who did not believe, knowing what was coming, as it always did, "Are you a... DE-RAMPER?""Look, listen, I didn't say that," they began to backpedal, "It's just, y'know, last week Paul sold the last of his shares, so you'd think...""YOU'D THINK WHAT?! That there'd be a raise?! NOT WITHOUT AN RNS! THE SACRED AND HOLY RNS!""No no, all I'm saying....""DE-RAMPER! DE-RAMPER!"The group began to chant."DE-RAMPER! DE-RAMPER!""ANGS will flourish. The sidetrack is days away from completion!""DE-RAMPER! DE-RAMPER!"