That Groovy Thing
Jack looks at the tubing around his arm.
“Explain how it works again?”
He’s a lunk but I do my best.
“Metabolic capability is limited by the internal bandwidth of your neurochemical processes. The… juice… reconfigures those processes for higher rate of transmission.”
He squeezes his fist several times, making the vein bulge.
“Super-steroid.”
I sigh.
“Something like that.”
He grins, imagining a new life.
“Stronger. Faster. Tougher. It’s gonna be awesome. I’m going to be a hero.”
I nod, then shrug.
“Sure, if the acceleration doesn’t tear you apart.”
He starts…
“Wait. What?”
…but I drive the plunger home.
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For consideration: "This could lead to excellence... or serious injury."
“Explain how it works again?”
He’s a lunk but I do my best.
“Metabolic capability is limited by the internal bandwidth of your neurochemical processes. The… juice… reconfigures those processes for higher rate of transmission.”
He squeezes his fist several times, making the vein bulge.
“Super-steroid.”
I sigh.
“Something like that.”
He grins, imagining a new life.
“Stronger. Faster. Tougher. It’s gonna be awesome. I’m going to be a hero.”
I nod, then shrug.
“Sure, if the acceleration doesn’t tear you apart.”
He starts…
“Wait. What?”
…but I drive the plunger home.
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For consideration: "This could lead to excellence... or serious injury."