Where do I begin…
Let’s start with the graphics. This is definitely a 2020 game and Microsoft isn’t afraid to flex is eye candy nor cloud computing muscles here. Now only can you fly literally anywhere in the world with the help of Bing’s 2PB (Yes, as in Petabytes) of map data and AI-powered map data processor to render this in 3D, but it can all be streamed to your local computer. Given, you need a decent internet connection and a much more decent gaming PC to handle the game… Nah, those are rookie details.
The orange is dimming
over the mountainside
Calming my soul
idling my mind
We pass out words
through our walls
It’s amazing to think just how many people refuse to believe in a concept simply because they can take a few minutes to do some basic fact checking and math. Why? Simply because it’s easier to simply say “that’s not possible” versus taking out your smartphone and doing some quick Google searches. Most likely your phone is somewhere near and/or in your hands (you might even be reading this article from one). This quickly disproves the “that’s not possible” logic rather quickly when you have a plethora of knowledge you can pull from in a matter of seconds.
Quite ironic Voltrex thought to himself as his car neared the enlarging lunar rock. One of the newest customers... and I'm sent to their furthest outlet away. Windows glittering in the sunlight silenced any further inward conversation as the nearing city exposed its details. "Welcome to Strong Rock, Home of our first steps" a sign read as his ship sped by to its destination within the moon's capital city.
Before we begin...
What I used was OpenAI's GTP2 AI model. You simply type a couple of sentences and the AI continues the text, possibly revealing more about your story/idea you never thought of.
Yes, when I do say OpenAI I'm indeed referring to the company that Elon Musk now has his hands on (which I don't have a problem with by the way).
With all the recent kerfuffles going on at YouTube's headquarters... we all wonder what is next for this platform. Channels are now at the mercy of the mighty figurative "ban hammer" hovering oh so close to their squirming heads. Channel strikes flexing the arm that is deemed worthy to hold the proclaimed hammer.