Abomination

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Set in the not to distant future a Doctor and Advertising Company try to figure out a way to save humanity.
(Not long, needs work, just wanting to know what other people thought:)

Submitted: October 18, 2014

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~~"Come one come all to the Miki's Genetic Generation Center! Having a baby can be fun! With Miki's groundbreaking scientific breakthrough you are now able to pick from a variety of categories anyway you'd like your baby to look. Choose from exciting categories such as Divine, Mystic, Animal, Incredible, and much more! Impress your friends by bringing into this world a unique child sure to thrill and entertain! Stop by today in any of our nearby locations listed below on your screen!"
"Beep" 
A screen shuts off above the heads of business men and women in a vast conference room. By the Screen stands a man with silver close shaven hair and a pair of thin wired glasses. Despite his hair color he doesn't look a day over 30, and has the demeanor of a man full of Pride. His name? Doctor Miki Ken.
"Well, do you think this is persuasive enough to the target audience to sustain the population!?" exclaims Dr. Ken, his face and voice mirroring that of a young boy basking in the attention of adults.
"It does exude an aspect most young women find irresistible" says a woman nearest to the Doctor, "being able to design their own child, as if in a video game."
"Exactly! They'll eat it up!" Dr. Ken interjects zealously.
"I love it, I think it’s great!" Says a nondescript business man peeking out from behind another man who is beginning to bald.
"Thank you!" Dr. Ken replies with a beaming smile on his face.
"How exactly does it work though, it doesn't harm the children, does it?" questions a man farther down the long conference table. He is a small man, looking to be the age an intern. Still he was asking the questions Dr. Ken loved answering.
"Well, not to get into the nitty-gritty details." Dr. Ken begins his face growing even more excited and using animated hand gestures, "Basically what we do, is begin with an egg and a single strand of genetic code. We take the strand, and use our metaphorically speaking gene altercation art supplies. Snipping out gene's we don't, pasting in the ones we do, adding a bit of glitter to this one, tying a pretty bow on that one. And after all is said in done according to the customer’s wants we insert this once blank gene strand into an egg to be placed into the young lady, later to be born into the hospital!" Dr. Ken takes a moment to adjust his glasses and take a breath before continuing. "No physical harm comes to the mother or child, there's simply the joy of having the perfect baby!"
The conference continues in this fashion. The business men and women asking questions, Dr. Ken exuberantly answering each one in his quirky personality. The meeting comes to a close when one man speaks for the first time since the conference began, originally this man had been sitting seemingly idling away the time with day dreams, but one would be a fool to think this of him.
"I agree, the idea of being able to safely design one's own child to specific verifications does sound more pleasing than just leaving the said child's characteristics up to fate whether you are a young girl or her grandma, it is a win, win situation for everyone. It is sure to make money and sustain our dying human population, I applaud you Dr. Ken for your efforts." These word coming from large, strong built man across from the first woman who spoke. The boss of Smith's Associations Marketing Firm.
A gasp of delight comes from Dr. Ken as he claps his hands together.
"So you'll support my colleagues and I in our research!?"Dr. Ken cries.
"Yes" Mr. Smith, the boss, replies shortly.
Dr. Ken makes a tiny almost inaudible squealing noise while drawing in a fist pump. He opens his mouth to say something to the conference attendees, perhaps words of gratitude, but is cut short by Mr. Smith.
"I personally find this idea pleasing because, it seems if the child is exactly what the parent would want, they will be more inclined to take care of their child instead of abandoning them to be in the care of the state. Studies have shown a major reason for the decline of the human population is due to suicide steaming from depression. It is my opinion if these children would have been properly taken care of in the correct family setting, cases of depression detected early on and resolved, resulting in the avoidance of suicide."
There is an uncomfortable stillness in the conference room where Mr. Smith’s words echoed in the ears of each person.
"I promise" Dr. Ken begins, his voice is quiet, thoughtful now, "The work of my colleagues and I will bring a new generation childhood into this world. Childhood will no longer be an aspect of life to look back on and cringe, but when we are through the children of this new generation will know the joy and love of a childhood belonging in a family, we will bring back families."
"For humanities sake" Mr. Smith says somberly looking Dr. Ken right in the eyes, "Let's hope so"

 


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