Two women in mostly unnecessary science-y garb looked at their latest failure
“Again?”
“I’m telling you this is pointless.”
“You’re telling me that thing is a fluffy pony. It looks like a monkey with meathooves.”
“Breeder discard.”
“Ah. Yeah, I was able to get it to say the line, but the copy protection kicked in again. Fact is, we have no Idea what we’re looking for to break it. It could have been a subliminal meme for all we know. It’s Hasbio, the exact nature of Fluffy DNA - I don’t think even they know. Or knew.”
“Anyway you know how much rich assholes are willing to spend to keep their fancy fluffs around a bit longer.”
“This technology, so much good could have been done with it, and this was what it was used for before it vanished. And no one seems to know how it actually worked.”
“Above our paygrade, isn’t it?”
“I guess.”
Another Fluffy was let out to try the new formula, with the same results.
“Just another day at PalCo, sifting through the ashes of giants.”
“Hear hear.”
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