Lux took his dark jacket, which was darker than the night off and hung on the chair. His well-trained body was covered under the thick jacket. He put headphone on his silvery and disheveled hair. His gray-brown eyes looked through crystal clear window and saw the okay-sign of a woman--who changes everyday--then, held the microphone with white spider-like fingers. Soon, the radio's crackling sound filled Lux's studio and with counting of one, two, and three, he began to speak.
“Sky is purple, the ocean is olive-green, but somewhere in the outer space, there are skies and oceans in the other colors. This is Lux’s radio.
Listeners, this is a simple announcement. There is a Miss Robot ...view middle of the document...
Close all the windows and doors and pray---to anyone and everyone---that your house is not going to be the destination of the meteor. Even if the meteor is going to fall on to your house, nobody at your funeral will sincerely lament your death. So maybe you don’t even need to pray! I am talking about you, “you”, dear listener, the one who’s listening to this right now. Anyway, listeners, find a table that you think is the thickest and strongest in your house and crouch down under like a helpless, test-tube baby. If you want to know further news about meteor or want to know who to fake your tear for, stay tuned!
Now the news.
The scientists in the local community have created a passage connects to the another world or dimension. They haven’t tested it yet but, they are sure about their invention. They spoke about the connected world, “Failure is but the threshold of success. However, we don’t need the threshold anymore. It’s because we succeeded.” Oh, listeners did you hear that? Look who is talking, they are the ones who created a toilet seat as a passage to the other world. They won’t know the result if they never test it. This reminds me of the poor scapegoat, peacobra last time. I hope you made something better than a toilet seat, scientists. By the way, the barely escaped peacobra’s leather turned into a Phthalo green that we won’t be able to see its beautiful green color again. Shame on you, scientists. Shame on you.
I am sorry, I lost my temper for awhile for the fact that I won’t be able to see that beautiful green.”
With a text message alarm, Lux putted up the phone’s screen from the wrist. He touched the hologram screen on the air with his spider’s leg-like fingers.
“Listeners, an anonymous informant just sent me a message saying, “momentous fact”. I guess this is one of the atrocious and well-known information such as the cumulus is the base station of Wifi. Let me see...
What? What is this saying?
This is saying that the ten color rays we discern with our eyes are actually false that only seven color of rays penetrate the spectrum. The impact of this truth is that..”
Lux’s eloquent announcement was suddenly interrupted.
“The innovative scientists of our advanced society have launched another time-saving product! Are you sick and tired of the limited menus of the capsules? Well, we have the Spaghetti Capsule! Why there are Bread Capsules or Rice Capsules but not your favorite Spaghetti Capsule? Well, here it is! Full of juicy meatballs and fresh tomatoes, but most of all, the chewy noodles are the best! If you want to order, tap your ring finger twice on your phone screen! The Spaghetti capsule will be coming right on your way! Now you don’t have to waste your time eating when you can watch TV all day long! Spaghetti Capsule!”
When the advertisement was finished, Lux’s announcement was continued, but the main content was missing.
“...by authorities. Can you believe this, listeners? Listeners, I suggest you to...