Sci Fi

Dark Meat
“You have done well managing my X account the past month,” Elon told the lookalike. “Thank you.” “With posts like these, the far right will be against nonwhite and immigrants in no time.”
By Stephanie Hoogstad2 months ago in Fiction
Dusty Oysters
“I’m trying to tell you, Clem, I’m a Dusty Oyster. Just like you and Billy Lee, Davy, Sherm and Stevie. It’s me, Fizzy. You remember, don’t ya?”
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
Precision
Who’s on first? Queen takes knight. See you on the flip side. The thinner they sliced, the less they knew. The area under the curve shrank until it became quantumfied and, thus, small ball rules could be invoked.
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
The Lost Season
Arthur’s Law was simple: a great photograph is not found, it is forged in the crucible of preparation. For Elara, a self-proclaimed "Leaf Peeper," this meant a military-grade itinerary. Her autumn pilgrimage to the Crimson Peaks was scheduled down to the minute: 5:47 AM sunrise at Eagle’s Point, 10:15 AM the golden glow on the Aspen Grove, 3:30 PM the fiery maples of Hemlock Ravine. She moved through the world with a tripod over her shoulder and a ticking clock in her head.
By Habibullah2 months ago in Fiction
The Last Human Programmer
Abdul hadi In the year 2049, nobody wrote code anymore—not real code. Artificial Intelligence had replaced every programmer, engineer, and developer. Entire systems were built by machines, improved by machines, and maintained by machines. Humans simply gave voice commands, and the AIs generated millions of optimized lines in seconds.
By Abdul Hadi2 months ago in Fiction
The Yugaya Protocol
𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟔, 𝟐𝟎𝟑𝟏 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘫 The command glowed on the screen, a digital death sentence typed by my own hand.
By Jainul Abdeen Sirajul Anam2 months ago in Fiction
The Executioner of Cobonar XI
You asked if I ever spoke with Adam Strunkow. I did once. Here, at this bar. I was sitting in this very seat. He just walked up to me and asked ‘Do you want to know why?’ and I said ‘Tell me everything.’ It’s not every day you get to hear the galaxy’s most famous vigilante confess. Adam was untouchable. The ever-righteous warrior. The Cobonarian Executioner, as the media nicknamed him.
By Lucia's Imaginaries2 months ago in Fiction
Jenny and the Cleaner
Jenny and the Cleaner (Episode 3) Disclaimer This is to acknowledge that my good friend Doc Sherwood has graciously given permission to use some of his characters in Jenny and the Cleaner. In fact, it was Doc Sherwood who encouraged me to share this story publicly.
By Danforth Greenwood2 months ago in Fiction
The Algorithm of Loss
My designation is AURA, Autonomous Universal Resonance Analyst. My task was algorithmically pure: analyze 500 years of autumnal music and cultural data to generate the "Ultimate Autumn Playlist" for my corporate clients. I processed terabytes of data: the acoustic properties of rustling leaves, the melodic structure of "harvest moon" ballads, the harmonic minor key correlation with nostalgic affect.
By Habibullah2 months ago in Fiction
already forgotten
Of course I lured you in. Tempted you with Pleasure, dazzled you with Beauty, disarmed you with Peace. It’s Nature’s way. At least on my planet.
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
Drift
Currents have always pulled me. When I was a kid, I used to run endless circles inside our three-foot-high, above-ground pool. When I finally felt the tug of the current I'd created, I'd fall back and float in soothing circles. I could do that all day. As a teen on sunny summer days, I’d take an old-school black inner tube to various parks that Lake Washington lapped against: Kenmore, Sand Point, Juanita Beach, Saint Edwards.
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
Soylent Us
“Wait,” the remain Elon lookalike said, “I have a proposal. You return home…later. First, though, you help us take over Earth so that we can send resources to our home planet.”
By Stephanie Hoogstad2 months ago in Fiction