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Damned
“So you want to buy my soul?” “Well, lease would be a better term.” Satan was leaning back against my kitchen table, calmly sipping the coffee I had offered him, out of instinct, shortly after he appeared in a flash of sulfuric smoke. I was concentrating very hard on my own cup, a reassuring solid in a world that was so much . . . spongier than it had been five minutes ago.
By Byondhelp Photography9 years ago in Futurism
Rewatching... Doctor Who: The Faceless Ones - Part 6
Saturday 13 May 1967 There was an article in the paper yesterday describing how a man had written to Gatwick airport because he was worried about flying in case he got miniaturised. Perhaps it was tongue in cheek, but it suggests that this story must have made more of an impression on the public than I'd imagined.
By Nick Brown9 years ago in Futurism
I Love Time Travel, Even Though It’s Impossible. Top Story - May 2017.
Time travel has been a source of fascination for decades, serving as the central theme in some of our most treasured science fiction stories. But is time travel really possible? Although I’ve recently penned a novel centered on time travel, the truth is I personally don’t believe that it is possible. There are of various opinions, science, and theories circulating around this issue and there are a number of things that seem to negate the possibility of time travel, or at least prove to be quite problematic.
By Chris A. Jones9 years ago in Futurism
Bumblebee Part 2
Chapter 2: Miranda watched the stars as they floated in the sky and for a moment she pretended as though she was one of them. Beautiful. Purposeful. Lighting up the sky to guide all of those who were below her. Brightening the paths of the people that had busy lives with no meaning to them. She closed her eyes, relieved not to be one of those people.
By Maya Simone9 years ago in Futurism
Alex The Inventor-Chapter 12 (Pt.2)
Chapters 1 - 12 can be found at: Deep Sky Stories Chapter 12 (Part 2) The Secret Nobility of Miss Vee... "Dart...oh, Dart", Alex breathed and his heart went out to the poor injured creature. Dart stopped where he was and cocked his head up at Alex as if to say, "I've got a little problem here, do you think you can help me out, kid?"Alex knelt down and patted his ever-present companion on his soccer-ball head which now had a horrible black burn mark slashing up and down on one side and some damage to his right eye. Part of his right foreleg was missing too and his usually bright chrome skin was pock-marked with the black soot of laser burns. The long, elegant rainbow wings had sustained several holes and tears as well and Dart looked like an over-sized moth that had flown too close to a fire. The pounding he took to defend Alex back at his house must have been terrible.
By G.F. Brynn9 years ago in Futurism












