Meat: Steal my story idea.

Meat!

In the not so distant future, meat isn’t really a thing anymore, at least not meat from animals.

Cultured meat is grown in a vat and never involves creating anything that could be mistaken for a brain. Even edible plant parts are routinely produced by cellular culture, simply because it’s cheaper, easier, and more flexible. After all, why grow a banana tree when all you need is the banana? The feedstock for these cultures consists largely of single-celled algae powered by the sun.

The DNA of these cells is, of course, directly engineered, making them streamlined and more efficient, to the point that they could not live as an independent organism anyhow. Your beef not only never had a brain, but doesn’t even have the DNA to code for one.

Meat from animals isn’t strictly illegal, but is nearly so. Its production and consumption is culturally unacceptable among all but the most conservative or deviant. The required farming and slaughter is considered cruel and barbaric, even more so than, say, hunting deer is seen by many today. Animal-welfare laws quite intentionally make it prohibitively expensive or just plain impossible (think foie gras) to produce meat from animals. Like I said, not really a thing anymore.

With this as the background, the sort of people who are vegans today still exist, but in the form of no-cell advocates. True to their name, they refuse to eat anything made up of once-living cells, instead subsisting on fully-synthetic food created by nanotech-assisted chemistry, lacking DNA or even cell walls. It’s organic material, of course, which is all we really need to live.

The reasons given for no-cell are all over the place, including stated concerns about the ability of cells to suffer, the evils of genetic engineering, and of course, alleged health benefits. Since it’s somewhat more difficult and expensive to maintain this lifestyle, it has become a status symbol; a mark of wealth and culture, of both physical and ideological purity. The President of North America, for example, does not lower herself to consume cells.

No-cell food is referred to by many labels, including no-cell, but the standard marketing is to call it inorganic.

There’s not enough here for a story, but it looks like good background material. Since I’m not making any use of it, and since you can’t copyright ideas (especially those as obvious as this one), I’m making it freely available for you to steal.

Attribution welcome but not required.

Thanos Fanfiction.

The happy family: Starfox (Eros), Thanos, Mentor (A’lars)

[In a cave on Titan, a younger Thanos speaks with a younger Mentor.

Mentor looks much the same as we know him now, only his hair is still brown, albeit with dignified streaks of gray, and he wears a goatee with sideburns.

Thanos looks to be in his late teens, deep-voiced and generically athletic but as yet lacking the muscular bulk. His skin is somewhat less purple than we’re used to. He wears a full, carefully trimmed beard that conceals his odd chin grooves, and what appears to be a full head of dark hair styled very much like Mentor’s.

We come upon them in the middle of a convenient expository lump.]

Thanos: So, I do understand that I am both Eternal and Deviant. But what is the difference?

Mentor: My son, there really isn’t all that much, when you come to think of it. Both races were created by the all-powerful Celestials’ experimentation on humans and gifted with a touch of the power cosmic. They are two equal halves of the whole, embodying the balance between preservation and progress, constancy and evolution…

Thanos: Go on.

Mentor: Well, the key is that we… that Eternals are, well, eternal: unchanging, undying. Deviants are the very essence of change, each one unique in shape and power. Most are weaker than Eternals, but some are stronger still. And…

Thanos: And?

Mentor: They age. And die. After a while. Most of them, anyhow.

Thanos: Eternals age.

Mentor: Eternals mature over the centuries but never truly grow old, just more dignified.

Thanos: I see. Is that all? Are there any other differences?

Mentor: Well, there’s appearance. Eternals look human but have been mistaken for gods, even worshipped. Deviants usually can’t pass for human. Some can, others are too… monstrous.

Thanos: But what am I?

Mentor: You’re my son. You will always be my son.

Thanos: Ultimately, am I Eternal or Deviant? Am I a god or a monster? Am I immortal or tainted with death?

Mentor: Now, now, I wouldn’t call it a taint. It’s perfectly natural for most races—

Thanos: Am. I. Eternal?

Mentor: Well, you’re not a monster of course, but it’s complicated. You are the only one of your kind, so we don’t know yet. We’ll see. It doesn’t matter, anyhow. We still love you even if you’re mortal.

Thanos: Love does not stop Death. Nothing does.

Mentor: Uhm, I guess you could see it that way. But no matter what, you’re still family.

Thanos: Family? And what of my brother?

Mentor: Eros? He is Eternal.

Thanos: Like you.

Mentor: Like me, but we love you both equally. I love you.

Thanos: Of course. I must go now. I have much to think about.

Mentor: I love you, son.

Thanos: Father.