[kannon]

buddha. shit's like 58 bars, my man. abide by the rules. I feel like I've said this about your writing before, but the vastly uneven bar structure really makes it difficult to get into any sort of rhythm while reading your pieces. Anyways, it appears as though one man is on board a rocket launching into space, and the entirety of the crew is robots. On this travel, you discover microbes, which somehow lead you to believe that they must have come from "unstoppable cyborgs." Seems like a bit of a jump, but you're the one in space, so I'll take your word for it. I like the idea that the next segment is written as a letter back to home, so no matter the outcome of his actions, his family/friends/probably NASA or whatever is the year 2777's equivalent, will know his intentions were purely scientific. My only real gripe is that he already seems to know a whole lot about their poop for having not yet made contact with them. And why is it that if the poop is what he finds most important, that he threatens to cut their dicks off if they don't cooperate? I'm assuming this congenital disease that take his life in the end is probably related to the cancer that took his grandmother, and was ultimately the thing he was trying to cure. Such a cruel twist of fate. It's a little upsetting that after so much lead up, there is nothing to be gained from his mission, and the robot team he has with him basically just stands idly by as he dies because they weren't specifically programmed to help. But I mean, its 2777, and one of the robots is specifically a doctor. I feel like the robots should known what was up. Otherwise, this was a cool piece, and I enjoyed the read.

defiant. Firstly, it's always a little dangerous to write a piece in reference to a movie that your reader (like me) has not seen and has no idea what it's about. That being said, your story did pretty well to stand on its own. It was really just that last line reference that I didn't understand and had to Google. I like this story though. I like the idea that this protagonist wasn't terribly popular or strong willed while the earth existed as a norm, but now that this apocalypse has arrived, he has taken on a leadership role. And in that rush of finally being a somebody, his true colors start to come out, and we realize that it's more about the leading than the actual people he's leading. My only quarrel with your piece is that I feel it lacked a bit of development. It could have used a little more emotion, and this "solution" that he found at the end wasn't expanded upon at all. I would have liked to know what that was. Otherwise, pretty good piece.

Part of me wants to penalize Buddha somehow for going over the line limit by no less than 10 bars. I don't know exactly how to do that though. I mean, if I were to rank these two pieces on a scale of 1-100, and maybe drop buddha's score by 10 points to make up for his blatant disregard to the rules, he'd still probably come out on top. I'm also not sure why this is bugging me so much. But if you guys don't care, I dont care.

Vote is for unborn buddha.