Sci Fi
The infinite future
The infinite future. Flight to the unknown The pear tree grew in artificial soil. The nutrients calibrated by computer, which also controlled the synthetic construction of all life sustaining materials for the colony. The pear tree was the visible indicator that all was well with the artificial intelligence that kept everyone and everything alive. Its leaves were checked for colour and vibrancy every six hours, it was that important.
By Peter Rose5 years ago in Fiction
Galactic Metal
Tully and Carl puttered across the Gutierrez Star River in their salvager starship, named The Santa Maria, scavenging for valuable space junk. They had been married for twenty-four years. When Carl asked for Tully’s hand in marriage all those years ago, he didn’t think he’d make it this far. He marveled at Tully’s innate beauty to this day. She was a buxom blonde with amber eyes and soft, pillowy lips. Tully had a beautiful figure and a personality to match. She had always played by her own rules. She had traveled all over the universe at this point and had taken on the role of a glamorous space truckin’ goddess quite seamlessly. She didn’t mind getting dirt or grease under her nails. Tully was admired by the whole scavenging community for her work ethic, renowned beauty, and tenacity. Tully and Carl had pulled many great hauls just because Tully wanted to say she had. Looking at her now, Carl reminisced on diving in the Horsehead Nebula sometime back. They had found an old starship from an undateable timeline filled with a golden money neither knew anything about, but had proved to be worthy to some collector somewhere and ended up buying them the upgrades they needed to take The Santa Maria even further out into space. To places like this one. Carl was proud of his wife in all ways. No one alive across the infinite galaxies was as good a team as Tully and Carl Sp’zkan, of that Carl was very sure.
By Alexandria Black5 years ago in Fiction
We Want your Secrets
The head of the science team Mr. Jansonater said, “We have been studying the Earth for quite some time now. We can connect you with the leader of a country called America. Thanks to our Electron Tunneling Technology there is no delay in communication despite the vast distance in a sea of space.”
By Mark Stigers 5 years ago in Fiction
Goblin Invasion
A portal opened somewhere in Los Angeles. It illuminated the night above with a radiant blue. The color changed to a vibrant yellow, followed by a celestial white. People gasped with disbelief as they gathered around the portals. The portal tore the sky apart as it widened up. Portals belonged in the sci-fi section. What was one doing here? A strange humming emitted from it like it was charging something.
By Rahul Sharma5 years ago in Fiction
Not_Artificial, Act II
Niles’ Funhouse was coming along nicely. A space had been procured and was being renovated at a staggering speed. For some time after Niles had been allowed to spend more time off and on with Bianca. In the months that followed the two became as thick as thieves. She liked to tell him about school or cartoons she’d been watching and he loved to listen.
By Stephen Newton5 years ago in Fiction
Schrödinger's Ferret
Last night, I went to bed early, but the freakin’ ferret was bothering me again: running around the apartment, jumping on the bed, rubbing up against my face; squeaking and chirping; being generally a pain. Like a hyperactive, furry snake: that’s what she always reminds me of.
By David Berger5 years ago in Fiction
Thunderous, Chapter Three
Faithfully Flashthunder followed Cherry’s dark-matter glint, into the unknown, for by now they were speeding through stars he did not recognise. Was this uncharted cosmos, maybe even beyond the borders of the galaxy itself? Time and space and the essence of the universe were streaming past in illusory forms which Flashthunder could comprehend only as kaleidoscopic chaos. Cherry didn’t shout about her own psychic powers, but it was clear enough they were considerable. She could probably cope with this. Flashthunder was glad Cherry had so much faith in his ability to do the same.
By Doc Sherwood5 years ago in Fiction
Thunderous, Chapter Four
Candlelight and heaps of plenty had transformed Joe’s usual space-lounge into what looked to him at least like a Harvest Festival. Hamburgers of every shape and size were piled on platters atop each table, and in and out of the friendly flames his circle of supporters moved busily to their first encounters with sliced cheese and tomato ketchup and the like. Joe suspected he had overdone it, but everyone looked happy. Maybe this was some kind of consolation for his having no message from Neetra to share with them instead. Joe gazed out on those who had put their faith in him and his cause, and mustered a small sad smile.
By Doc Sherwood5 years ago in Fiction
Thunderous, Chapter One
On a flat-topped mountain overlooking a gulley which served as an outer space drive-in cinema sat Joe, an hour or so subsequent to Flashshadow’s mysterious interview with Flashthunder. Joe had frequently been to this spot before, as it was his preferred vantage-point for surveying the galactic newsreels by night, but this evening’s feature presentation was not set to begin until later. The rocky ravine far below was bereft of twin-seat spacecraft, and the towering holo-screen which closed off its far end was dull and blank in the asteroid’s perpetual deep blue night. Where motion and action were the accustomed state, all at present was lifeless, but for the turmoil reigning within our hero’s breast.
By Doc Sherwood5 years ago in Fiction
Reasons
I can still hear the sounds from school as I walk back to my house. My plaid skirt hitting against my thighs as I take light steps. The buildings laid out perfectly, to my side. My black shoes made loud noises as I trudged through the brush. I stroked through my brown hair with my hand. I opened the front door to my house, and stepped through.
By LB Stories5 years ago in Fiction
