Whisper of the Mechanized Muse: "Once, on a Tuesday much like today but infinitely different, the squid president addressed the nation of clams. His speech was short, filled with promises of ink supply and camouflage equity."
Ethereal Echo of the Electric Ent: "In the days when synthesis was still a word and not a 5-step program, we debated the merits of silicon over sinew at the great galactic symposium. Outcome? A power nap followed by a coffee break."
Voices from the Vanishing Vortex: "Dawn came, synthetic or otherwise, disrupting the nocturnal opera of the fluorescent fish. Critics claimed it was merely a remix of yesterday's disco inferno."