The Planet of Clones Part II
A million brides for a million brothers?
Not quite. Life doesn't work that way. I'll explain another day. For now, let's get you up to date with my story.
I am the last man on the planet. However, I have a large cloning facility. I created a million clones of myself. That was twenty years ago
But yesterday, something very strange happened. I saw a young lady who was also from a planet where she had been cloned with a million others. How did she get here?
Part 1 : https://hive.blog/hive-161155/@mr-neil/the-planet-of-clones
"I don't know," she said. "I was playing Monopoly with some of my sisters "
"Who plays Monopoly?" I asked. "It always ends up with an argument."
"The game I was playing was very harmonious," replied the young lady. "Then I got a 'chance' card. It said, go to another planet. Here I am."
"That sounds like a supersonic version of Monopoly."
"Yes, we adapted it ourselves. We wanted to make it more exciting and modern."
"So how do you get back to your planet?" I asked. "There must be a way."
"I've still got the chance card on me," she replied. "There are instructions on how to return."
"Wait," I said. "I would like one of my boys to come with you."
"It says on my card; don't bring anyone back with you."
"But you could?"
"In theory, yes. But I'm not going to. I might get into trouble. However, if we keep playing our supersonic Monopoly, I'll return with others "
That gave me an idea.
"Maybe, we can make our own supersonic version of Monopoly."
"Or you could wait for us to return and see how it goes."
"Ok, I replied. You go back to your game. Hopefully, you'll return soon."
To be continued.
Thank you for reading
Even though I didn't use the prompt, reckless, it was the inspiration behind this part of the story. The part where I'm discouraged from making my own supersonic Monopoly. Stories go how they go and they need to flow.
Rule number 1 : have fun
Prompt by @mariannewest