A STEEP, ENDLESS MOUNTAIN SLOPE. TARTARUS.
HADES standsbeside SISYPHUS. Sisyphus digs his heels into the slope and presses hisback against a huge rock, holding it in place.
SISYPHUS: Really? You mean it?
HADES: Yes, Sisyphus. Let the rock go.
Sisyphussteps aside. The rock rumbles down the slope, gaining momentum untilfinally rolling out of view, beyond the visible horizon.
SISYPHUS: So…now my penance is done? I’m absolved of my sins, andI get to go to paradise? Oh, how I’ve longed for the Elysian Fields,and to be—
HADES: No, Sisyphus.
SISYPHUS: No?
HADES: That is not how our conception of the afterlife works.
SISYPHUS: Oh. Maybe I’m thinking of the Christians then.
Hades, adamantine and unyielding, says nothing.
SISYPHUS: But I’m done with the rock?
HADES: Yes, Sisyphus. You are done with the rock.
Hades takes a MacBook Pro out from his flowing, ashen robes.
HADES: The password for the wireless network is “haveapomegranate”.
Hades offers the MacBook Pro to Sisyphus. Sisyphus takes it.
SISYPHUS: I don’t really understand.
HADES: It is a small joke. About Persephone.
SISYPHUS: No, I mean about the computer. Do you need me to check your e-mail or something?
HADES: There is a site called “Tumblr”. It is spelled without the “e”.
SISYPHUS: But that’s a stupid way to—
HADES: You will create what is called a blog. It has a quality called…”Tumblarity“. You must make this blog the Number One blog in…”Tumblarity“. This shall be your task.
SISYPHUS: How do I do that?
HADES: Post things on the blog. Gain Likes, Reblogs, and Followers. This will increase its…”Tumblarity“.
SISYPHUS: How long do I have?
HADES: All eternity, Sisyphus.
SISYPHUS: Great! No problem.
Hades vanishes. Sisyphus sits down with the MacBook Pro.
THE SAME SLOPE. TARTARUS. A MILLENIUM LATER.
Sisyphus is in the same spot as before, typing and clicking the touchpad mouse button frantically.
SISYPHUS: I…I can’t believe it.
Sisyphus stops typing and clicking. Hades appears.
HADES: Well done, Sisyphus. The task is complete.
SISYPHUS:Thanks. It went way up when I changed my picture. A lot of peoplefollow you if you pretend to be a cute 17-year-old girl.
Hades is silent. Sisyphus puts the computer down and stands up.
SISYPHUS: Yep, well, great. I’ll just be on my way to the—
HADES: Open another tab.
SISYPHUS: What?
HADES: In your browser. Open another tab.
Sisyphus sits down. He opens a second tab in Firefox.
HADES: Load up Wikipedia.
SISYPHUS: …..is there something I can look up
for you?
HADES: Now,—
SISYPHUS: Any single thing?
HADES: —open up the Recent Changes page.
SISYPHUS: Crap.
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