science fiction

The bridge between imagination and technological advancement, where the dreamer’s vision predicts change, and foreshadows a futuristic reality. Science fiction has the ability to become “science reality”.

Barn Owl: Night Owl - Part 3
The Twin Owls welcomed Baby Great Grey Owl and the Jedi Master to the Rebel Alliance moon base hidden on the south pole of the dark side of one of Hoot’s moons. This one had a residence that kept it mostly on the sun side of the planet, it’s exaggerated elliptical orbit taking it closets to the planets south pole before being flung out into space.
By Cyrus Emerson4 years ago in Futurism
What waits for us in the Dark (Matter)?
It is well scientifically documented that the dark has always frightened mankind. From our earliest cave-dwelling ancestors huddling around fires through to our high-tech London2 (L2) megacity habitats of 2242 which are floodlit day and night – we are hard-wired to fear something in the gloom.
By Matt Adcock4 years ago in Futurism
Posthumous Forgiveness
System Login: 22:35 Audio Log User: George Cromwell To: Malverine Ellis Ph.D — Hey M; it's about half past ten down here and i just put Alex to bed. He was up a while, talking about you and trying to get me to tell him endless stories; so he could avoid falling asleep. He reminds me so much of you when you were his age; cute and curious. Ive gotta be honest Im pretty mystified by the world these days. I never thought it would really end up like this. Everyones on edge and frantic; desperate to live but barley alive. When you were a child the world was in a state but there was still some hope for it. Now everyday is the beginning of the end; but you’re on a mission to save us all. My baby girl. From Wyoming to the moon. As a child you would ask me where you came from and i’d say love and when you got older you asked where we came from and I'm a man of science in my simple way; so i told you the truth i knew. Life on earth rose from the big bang, bombardments and star dust. Single bodies to single cells to organisms singular in their complexity. With only one like you my Malverine. You did raise the question of god too but i said it was up to you to find what you believe in. So you grew up with our world in atrophy; yet you still flourished.
By Prince 4 years ago in Futurism
Vostok
“We grovel like wurms, wailing for the distant shores..” Unknown; Lost Epoch circa 2195 a.d Commonly held philosophies posit that a balance betwixt chaos and harmony exists, and yet; destruction is much simpler than synchronisation in its nature. How long does it take to fell the tree, after ages of growth? Everything is questioned. Doubt all.
By Jeff van Leeuwen4 years ago in Futurism
Curveball
THE JUNCTION A million shades of pink, purple, and orange cascaded across the sky as the last sliver of sun was completely swallowed up by the rocky horizon. Darkness would come quickly, but she knew the way back from her spot, even in pitch black. This is where she went to think, and today her mind felt heavily plagued. Becca sat on top of a giant, gritty boulder overlooking a vast rocky landscape dotted with Joshua Trees. There is only one area these spiky desert trees grow, and it’s the place she has called home her entire life.
By Ashley Greene4 years ago in Futurism
Halcyon Station
Pilot "Denoting a period of time in the past that was idyllically happy & peaceful." Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say, they've never had the comfort of a digital oxygen mask. To live a digital life. To be born within a world and have the option of either ascension or damnation. To choose at a mature age, join your family and society, or stay in a world with no future - derived of paranoia and fear. To have access to a never-ending plane of possibility, everything safe, and orderly, and routine.
By Nicole Fenn4 years ago in Futurism
The Great Designer
The game of life was almost over. After 300,000 years of famine, flood, and war, it was our minds that would atrophy the species to the end of existence. The brain is its own kind of carnivorous predator. It is bloodthirsty for the flesh of realized ambition.
By Paige Holloway4 years ago in Futurism
Lost
We are all lost one way or another. Ted was lost. He always had been. He was not only physically lost, but emotionally lost as well.
By Burnt Baguettes4 years ago in Futurism
Barn Owl: Night Owl - Part 2
Just like most solar systems this one had an oort cloud of ice rocks where the spaceship hid to avoid detection in case advanced deep space observation units were in place. Without contact with Hoot for more than 200-years they couldn’t be sure exactly what they’d been able to develop, with the added chance of contact with other nearby solar systems, who could be monitoring this one.
By Cyrus Emerson4 years ago in Futurism
Tight Squeeze
He knew the theory of repairing the gizmo all right. He had that nicely taped. But there was the little matter of threading a wire through a toosmall hole while under zero-g, and working in a spacesuit!
By Shivansh4 years ago in Futurism
We Wanted Adventure
The snow was falling, again. Seems that all it ever did on this planet was snow. I don’t know how I got talked into this human experiment. I guess I wanted adventure. I wanted to see unknown places and visit distant planets. When they opened up the Space Force in the early 21st Century I was delighted. I was still in high school. I began to take all kinds of courses in science and mathematics. I went to college and majored in mechanical engineering.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore4 years ago in Futurism
The Barn Owl
No one seemed to remember the tsunami, the monstrous waves that swallowed skyscrapers like they were ants in the sand. It didn't matter who many times I brought up the subject, I would only receive glares or stares of confusion. I pleaded for someone to remember, to know what I was talking about, I couldn't be the only one. I just couldn't be, right?
By Alexa Page4 years ago in Futurism