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In a dystopian world 3000 years from now, what is the most sought after job?

You could a write a descriptive paragraph about this role, or a story about someone who does it, or any other idea you have answering this question.

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NEWSPAPER 19

YEAR 5025

10:03 AM


NEWS I

Tomorrow is the estimated arrival of our astronauts reaching Saturn and Jupiter. We have taken multiple pictures of these brave citizens of Earth, including one in space. They are enjoying the freedom of being the first men on Saturn and Jupiter. Unfortunately, since most of our earthly plants have died off, we can only put people on this mission that can fa...

The Picker

He was called Jesus, but he was no saviour. That concept, that idea, was from another time. Before the blackouts.

He wore grey overalls, and a coveted death head rebreather. To the people of the twenty first century, he looked like an exterminator who took his job too seriously. To the people of the fifty first century, he looked like a Picker.

Jesus knew things that others did no...

Future Job

Most sort of job in 3000 years is leisure centre host

Robot you most of the work everybody has plenty of leisure and I’ve been paid and an hourly rate using bitcoin whilst having lots and lots of fun

Nobody is having babies because they just having a lot and lots of fun

A leisure supervisor is to make sure that people are using their leisure time very very effectively I email babies making love ...

The Mama’s Boy

Theo’s knees cracked as he eased into the supervisor’s guest chair. He scrubbed a weary hand over his face and waited patiently. In a cloud of perfume, Martin swished into the office. With a wink, he offered Theo a hot cup of chicory. Theo accepted the beverage but not Martin’s offer.


ā€œBeat it, baby, we got man talk here,ā€ Lance said.


Giggling, Martin closed the door. Theo sipped. His drink w...

The Ferrymyn

Another knight's body hits the floor, one of their legs removed via plasma fire. The bio-mechanical march won't stop for another casualty, but the Ferrymyn will. The stampede of knights pushes forward, leaving an opening for the Ferrymyn to preform their rituals. The Ferrymyn approach the fallen; minds sharing burdens of pain. The breathing of the wounded knight slows; both from her withering hea...

The Sun’s Power

Pods hovered throughout the sky. Humming as they went by, covering the sun like moths to a flame.

The streets were empty today and the roads were full. And that’s how Fumble got there first.


Why Fumble was not driving at this very hour was because he had always been a slow driver not because he was bad at driving in general, but because he didn’t trust the car he drove. He drove an old pod his ...

Cold Blooded

I finally have it, it’s mine!

ITS ALL MINE

The shock collar hugs my skin with its cold embrace, an embrace I have longed for since the day my mother passed from the smog poison when I was a boy, like so many others who dwell in this fetid abyss with me.

The factory halls have accepted me and my very soul dances to clanging pipes in rejoice, but my body will not dance, will not waste the resourc...

The Year 5025

The history books are there, how humanity culled their impending extinction in the 22nd century. A prosperous few millennia came after filled with their own hiccups and roadblocks… wait a second.


She scrubbed away the chip, altering its telemetry before inserting it back into her arm. The vivid recollection of historic events played out again, this time with constant victories, triumphs, and elat...

Do You Want a Side of Human?

Society has advancenced past petty conflicts. 3000 years ago they would be surprised at how far we've come. Spoiler, it's not that far. We completely removed any trace or war, angering emotions, or conflicting ideas. The problem with that is that the suicide count is higher than ever. The even more concerning problem is that that's a good thing.


You'd think in 3000 years we'd come up with a great...

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5025

5025

This is the year

Why try and hide

Nothing to fear

Except for laser toting sheriffs

That uphold the law

Best pay the tariff

Bankers we saw

Best job in town

Is the lawyer we’d say

There’s none to be found

There’s no law these days...