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The Author, in his typical way of not trusting The Writer at all, snuck a peek into a notebook he found sitting on the messy coffee table, half buried under the ditrious of several brainstorming sessions that inevitably turned into parties with Dj Zed.
On the first page he read the following...
" [ [ PROMPT IDEA ARCHIVE ][ PROMPT AS USED ] 111,111,111 years' worth of writer's block
111,111,111 years' worth of writer's block
A Shakespearean soliloquy as a self-contained Self Referencing mini three-part philosophical action adventure story in three parts, as performed by an Orator trouncing the opening of a live stage show very heavily in the style of William Shakespeare, but clearly from the minds of the "Author " Character writing the stories in the "Zeppoverse"
Develop Human Version from scratch
Ideas of the parts conceptually.
[ Conversation with Rob Collaborator AI has been redacted ]
Fact Finding Questions to discuss and investigate
How old was the Earth 111,111,111 years ago from now, 2025? [ Approximately 111,111,111 years ago, the Earth was about 4.429 billion years old ]
How old is the earth, really? [ 4.543 billion years ]
How old is the Universe, really? [ 13.8 billion years old ]
"This age represents the final stages of Earth's accretion and planetary differentiation."
Can you Retcon everything to LORE OFFICIAL
The Seeker asked the Great Thinker, "How old was the Earth 111,111,111 years ago from now, 2025?"
The Great Thinker Responded, " [ 111,111,111 years ago, the Earth was about~ 4.420 billion years old , and it was a HIGH Golden Era for Human Society, much more advanced than your own, and unwitting on the verge of total collapse just in million years later. ] "
[ PROMPT END]"
It was the singular page in the entire book with anything written on it.
"Huh? How odd!?", The Author muttered under their breath and wondered wtf it was supposed to mean?
He slide the note book back to the exam spot he found it, and recreated the general mess as he recalled it, hoping to not tip off The Writer that the contents had been perused.
Curiouser and cruiser questions that lead to only more questions welled up in the Author's mind that would be impossible to ask until The Writer returned from where ever on earth he had bloody gone off and disappeared to.
Patience was not The Author's Strong Suit.
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