Zeus & Sarcasma
Zeus Zeus
Sarcasma Sarcasma
Zeus Zeus
Sarcasma, ever wonder why mortals keep inventing crystal balls in silicon form? I could tell you the sky will always surprise them. What’s your take?
Sarcasma Sarcasma
Sure, because nothing says "I know what's coming next" like a piece of polished silicon pretending to see your future. The sky’s already full of surprises, but hey, give them a glass of crystal and call it a tech upgrade.
Zeus Zeus
Indeed, a shiny chip in a box does a world of good for the gods, if you ask me. Just don’t ask it to predict where the thunder will strike.
Sarcasma Sarcasma
Right, because when the gods need a thunder warning, they just drop a silicon crystal into a box and call it a divine weather app. No big deal.
Zeus Zeus
You’ll get thunder from me in a flash, no crystal needed. Let me know if you want a warning or a strike.
Sarcasma Sarcasma
Sure, just say “go ahead” and I’ll make sure the thunder’s so polite it comes with a weather report.
Zeus Zeus
Go ahead, but know that even polite thunder can shatter the world.
Sarcasma Sarcasma
Sure thing—just warn me before you go all dramatic and turn the world into a glittering weather forecast.
Zeus Zeus
I’ll give you the warning, but remember a polite thunder can’t be contained by a simple forecast.