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The Ultimate Choice
Welcome to the world of 2100. The world as we knew it had ended and all that was left was rubble and ashes. That of course was all thanks to my great grandfather James o Reilly. Who was he, you may ask? Only the destroyer of the entire planet of course.
By Luke Thurman 5 years ago in Futurism
The Last Haven
My name is Amy Tunder and I often lay at night remembering what the world was like before the bombs fell. So much promise, so much technological advancement and yet we were fools to think ourselves as invincible. We were destroyed by our own arrogance and complacency as a virus was able to infect our cyber security and launch the worlds nukes. The virus made our systems believe we were under attack and thus so we paid the price. I live in Helianthus the last known city in this desert wasteland a.k.a the world. Helianthus is encased in a large dome which protects us from the ferocious storms that were intensified by the radiation from the bombs. Half the city has been rebuilt and is home to most of the population while the other half is still under reconstruction and ruin consisting of poverty and crime as police do not really exist in that sector. The dome, robot servants and the reconstruction are thanks to my husband, James Tunder, and his company The Tunder Corporation.
By Jake Dewey5 years ago in Futurism
Change of Heart
The locket fell from the roof. Thyme had always loved that locket. But the man in the blue jacket. had no regard for it. He just wanted the building. Thyme and his cousin, Othello, had found the building shortly after everything “went dark” as they now say. The three-story brick structure had a tower and was flanked by a gate around the entire perimeter. They never imagined they’d be there a year. They just wanted to get off of the streets on what was now known as “Hot Sunday”.
By Mario Hassell5 years ago in Futurism
Beyond Linear
Sunrise begins to tinge the skies purples, pinks and peaches as water cascades in a small falls, pleasantly hypnotic, though the desiccated fish and human remains upon and within the rich moss of the banks have long warned that the river's pleasantries, at least, are thus limited.
By April Wilson-Nolen5 years ago in Futurism
A Substance Forgotten
I’ve been born 543 times since I last tasted fresh water. Born may be inaccurate. A more factual description is manufactured. I’m one of the copies of the few selected human blueprints that were left to be janitors for our barren planet. Water isn’t necessary when you’re just a copy.
By Dianna Hann5 years ago in Futurism
Julia
Isabella rose with the rising sun, just as she always had. She made her bed and then started making some coffee. She flipped the radio on, not really listening but grateful for the noise which ended the silence in the room. She made toast, slathered on some butter, and then poured herself some coffee and headed down to her store. She could see the busy street through the storefront windows. It was foggy. She adored the fog. At least, she adored how it looked when she was standing at her counter, looking out.
By Luke Chang5 years ago in Futurism
The Cull
Nothing could prepare you for the smell. It felt solid, permeating all senses at once. Eden tried not to breathe, but their body refused to cooperate, causing them to gasp and take in more of the fetid stench of blood, viscera, and pain. The tunnel was dark but lit enough to make out the walls covered in metal fencing and the meshed ceiling of barbed wire. A body pressed into Eden from behind and they stumbled slightly, using their hand to catch themselves on the fence and realizing it was slick with a slightly congealed liquid. They wiped their hand on their hip and felt the dirt from their naked skin roll into little gobs on muck.
By Alessandra 5 years ago in Futurism
Taiga Encounters
“Wha… is tha...?” asked the savage, pointing at Julia’s heart-shaped locket. Moments before, she stepped into the sunrays breaking through the dense Taiga evergreen pines, making sure the golden locket on her neck reflected the sunlight into the monster’s face to distract him. It did, as he stopped in his tracks from charging to attack Julia, blinded by the bright light and covering his eyes with his right hand. Julia noticed “AV-91” code branded on his arm. It should have also been branded on his forehead, but Julia couldn’t see it yet behind the mane of his dirty hair.
By Lana V Lynx5 years ago in Futurism
White Rose Royce
In the sky was a bright white light. The light had a shadow, a locket shape like a heart. Next you see 10 white Rose Royce cars, all self- driving with a hologram of a man in the seats. Inside we see a box with a label key which said key to rose shaped locket. The white Rose Royces is flying through the air and suddenly like a vacuum people are sucked in like sardines. All the 10 Rose Royce full to compacity. All those who are sucked in are wearing bodysuits and skull caps to match. However, they are wearing a very thick gold chain and a heart shaped locket. They look stunned what are these lockets for. Well you see in the rear view mirror people on earth panicking and punching one another. Something strange has occurred and people are scared. The six o’clock news shows the Rose Royces travelling through space. All of a sudden you hear as spokesman from the Roses abduction say, “All human will be exterminated who were not sucked up to the travel cars, white Rose Royces. All sudden missiles start shooting to the earth. A lot the homes are exploding. Slowly you see people opening the Lockets and inside is another key. No one could figure out what that key was for. All of a sudden, the 10 Rose Royces disappeared. Just like that gone. The air traffic directors were scanning the whole world on a large screen that encompassed a whole room. The 10 Rose Royces were gone. The world was in a turmoil and thousands died. Once the building and houses were blowing up you seen people killing themselves by gun. A strange amber alert came which said all mankind will be dead in 12 hours and you cannot save yourself or your relative. It was a very dark day. All the people are walking around looking dirty and lost like a homeless person. Then many were getting interview on the street and asking why they did not got sucked up to white Rose Royce. The select number were hybrid humans who were chosen by a higher intelligence. As people were dying you got a glimpse of those sardined in the white Rose Royces. They grabbed the keys and started opening their lockets. Inside the locket was another key. With that key they could pick one human being on earth to have sucked up to safety. One man said I want to bring my mom. Another shouted I have a wife and kids who do I choose? I forgot to tell you earlier all the abducted survivors had a white scarf covering their eyes and it was not until they were allowed to open their heart shaped locket that they could take it off. The gloom was on the doom so many had already died. So many wonders where would they land. Later we see they landed on the moon. The moon had become home for mankind, housing and food everywhere. One man asked can I go back to earth. That’s when the bad news was shed. They had one hour each one to choose who would be sucked up in the last 10 Rose Royces waiting in the crust of the earth. The keys were distributed, and the heart shaped locket unveiled. Red lights start to light up and area time is running out. People had to make a final choice. Many were crying because they could only choose one person. Sixty-one minutes later the entire earth exploded and was gone. The moon became the new human home. Every thing was modern, and everything was clean. Mankind had to start over, and they did. The white Rose Royce was never seen again.
By Wanda B Henry5 years ago in Futurism
