2026-03-29 #VisualInspiration prompt:
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Speaking of the Humanista party, there comes one. Marco recognizes him. Hernan, a popular Humanista streamer, who has been making all sorts of conspiracy theories about Marcella. Probably out here to cause a provocation, since the anti AI Humanistas have been declining in the polls recently. Strangely enough, he doesn't seem to be streaming this.
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Marcella stands up and glares at the intruder. She waves her hand and her PR team stops streaming. "Hola, Hernan. Would you like to join me in prayer for the future of our country?"
But Hernan is genuinely angry, angrier than usual. "You're a traidora, Marcella, you Chinese puta. I know who's been financing you, I have proof, you fucking colaboracionista. You think we are stupid? You with your unnatural metal heart will not sell out our nation to the Chinese! No, this stops here!"
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Marcella stands up and glares at the intruder. She waves her hand and her PR team stops streaming. "Hola, Hernan. Would you like to join me in prayer for the future of our country?"
But Hernan is genuinely angry, angrier than usual. "You're a traidora, Marcella, you Chinese puta. I know who's been financing you, I have proof, you fucking colaboracionista. You think we are stupid? You with your unnatural metal heart will not sell out our nation to the Chinese! No, this stops here!"
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He suddenly pulls out a gun. Four shots echo in the small park.
Marcella is thrown back onto the iron giant. Hernan stares at her in contempt, and then at Marco. "You. I won't even waste a bullet on you." He spits and runs away.
Marco rushes to hold Marcella's body. Burned chrome and blood cover his clothes, and the giant's feet. She looks at him, surprised, pained, sad. "Oh Marco," she gasps, "what... what have done, you... don't deserve... you were so kind to me..."
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31/35
He suddenly pulls out a gun. Four shots echo in the small park.
Marcella is thrown back onto the iron giant. Hernan stares at her in contempt, and then at Marco. "You. I won't even waste a bullet on you." He spits and runs away.
Marco rushes to hold Marcella's body. Burned chrome and blood cover his clothes, and the giant's feet. She looks at him, surprised, pained, sad. "Oh Marco," she gasps, "what... what have done, you... don't deserve... you were so kind to me..."
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A shrieking noise startles him. The giant's arm breaks free of its support, and slowly lowers towards them. Rusty fragments break off and shower them as some ancient instinct causes the giant to close its hand over them, as if protecting them from harm. The PR team is shouting and pointing and streaming again, Marco can't be sure if they're sad or shocked or even strangely happy.
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A shrieking noise startles him. The giant's arm breaks free of its support, and slowly lowers towards them. Rusty fragments break off and shower them as some ancient instinct causes the giant to close its hand over them, as if protecting them from harm. The PR team is shouting and pointing and streaming again, Marco can't be sure if they're sad or shocked or even strangely happy.
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Silence covers them. Something enters his mind, no, their mind, as Marcella is there with him. A vision of a race who once roamed the Pampas, a long time ago, large, gentle iron-based creatures with malleable bodies, their origin long forgotten. Watching the primitive humans coming in from the North. Helping them, liking them, modifying their iron bodies to be more like them. Then destroyed by human chieftains who wanted control, to harness them to their will.
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Silence covers them. Something enters his mind, no, their mind, as Marcella is there with him. A vision of a race who once roamed the Pampas, a long time ago, large, gentle iron-based creatures with malleable bodies, their origin long forgotten. Watching the primitive humans coming in from the North. Helping them, liking them, modifying their iron bodies to be more like them. Then destroyed by human chieftains who wanted control, to harness them to their will.
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"You are not ready." It is more of an impression than an actual voice in his mind. "But you are on your way." Then a vision: Two huge Ombú trees growing side by side on the Pampas, their branches bearing many strange fruits, one metallic, one organic. The metallic tree shrivels and dies, but then, after many years, the organic one grows big enough to touch its neighbor and revive it.
A gentle, giant hand seems to caress Marcella in their shared vision.
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"You are not ready." It is more of an impression than an actual voice in his mind. "But you are on your way." Then a vision: Two huge Ombú trees growing side by side on the Pampas, their branches bearing many strange fruits, one metallic, one organic. The metallic tree shrivels and dies, but then, after many years, the organic one grows big enough to touch its neighbor and revive it.
A gentle, giant hand seems to caress Marcella in their shared vision.
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Then it's gone. The metal hand crumbles and falls from its socket, and they are exposed again to sunlight and to the PR team, who are still streaming. Marcella smiles in Marco's arms, her metal face hopeful and beautiful, just as in the day they had first met in university. "We will get there, Marco... We..." and then she shudders, and dies in his arms.
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Then it's gone. The metal hand crumbles and falls from its socket, and they are exposed again to sunlight and to the PR team, who are still streaming. Marcella smiles in Marco's arms, her metal face hopeful and beautiful, just as in the day they had first met in university. "We will get there, Marco... We..." and then she shudders, and dies in his arms.
Footnotes 1/3
Juan Manuel de Rosas was governor of Buenos Aires, and briefly of Argentina. He established a totalitarian regime during the 1830s (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Manuel_de_Rosas).
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Footnotes 1/3
Juan Manuel de Rosas was governor of Buenos Aires, and briefly of Argentina. He established a totalitarian regime during the 1830s (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Manuel_de_Rosas).
Footnotes 2/3
Charles Darwin made several surveys in Argentina during the 2nd voyage of the Beagle in 1832-1833, which helped gestate his theory of evolution. He met with governor de Rosas, who provided him with passports and right of passage, personally, describing him as "a man of extraordinary character": https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_voyage_of_HMS_Beagle#Gauchos,_rheas,_fossils_and_geology , https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Manuel_de_Rosas#Governor_of_Buenos_Aires, and https://revista.drclas.harvard.edu/the-voyages-of-charles-darwin/
The Querandí were one of the indigenous tribes of South America (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Het_peoples)
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Footnotes 2/3
Charles Darwin made several surveys in Argentina during the 2nd voyage of the Beagle in 1832-1833, which helped gestate his theory of evolution. He met with governor de Rosas, who provided him with passports and right of passage, personally, describing him as "a man of extraordinary character": https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_voyage_of_HMS_Beagle#Gauchos,_rheas,_fossils_and_geology , https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Manuel_de_Rosas#Governor_of_Buenos_Aires, and https://revista.drclas.harvard.edu/the-voyages-of-charles-darwin/
The Querandí were one of the indigenous tribes of South America (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Het_peoples)
Footnotes 3/3
After WW2, a number of prominent Nazis fled to Argentina, aided by the authoritarian Perón regime (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Per%C3%B3n#Protection_of_Nazi_war_criminals), the most infamous being Josef Mengele and Adolf Eichmann. There were multiple attempts by Israeli and American secret services to locate and capture them.
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Footnotes 3/3
After WW2, a number of prominent Nazis fled to Argentina, aided by the authoritarian Perón regime (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Per%C3%B3n#Protection_of_Nazi_war_criminals), the most infamous being Josef Mengele and Adolf Eichmann. There were multiple attempts by Israeli and American secret services to locate and capture them.
NOTE
So. I've been too lazy and distracted by work in recent months to write.
This combines ideas from several stories I've been thinking of, so it's much longer than most things I've published here. This was prompted both by the image and by the setting in Buenos Aires in the story by @eperales above.
I've covered similar themes in other stories. The most similar would be this one, another Darwin story with a scifi twist: https://mastodon.social/@TheNudeSurrealist/114129002306623300
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