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”.
The Girl
The sirens wailed, and again she broke into a run, scanning the skies for any sign of the deadly drones. She stumbled on a section of broken pavement protruding from the ground but managed to stay upright despite being off-balance. She was only a few steps from the shelter provided by an abandoned roadhouse she’d discovered just hours before. How long had she been on the run? Hours? Days? She had no idea. What she was clear about was what made her run. What she had witnessed had driven her into a wild panic. It had happened so quickly and it was over so quickly. Once the black cloud of drones had ascended back into the heavens, the carnage they left behind was grotesque. People, one by one, had begun dying in the streets.. All around , men, women children convulsing and gasping for breath, then bleeding from their eyes and noses until they strangled in their own fluids. Yes, she had begun running then…running in a blind stupor. For how long? How long ago was it? Why was she still alive? Who was sounding the sirens warning of impending disaster?
By eileen waite5 years ago in Futurism
Disco Queen
Charlotte watches her idol, the renowned Darrell Kevans, perform center stage at Studio 54. He is her disco king as the music blares and colored stage lights flash off and on behind him. Soft waves, skintight pants, a see-through shirt with a hint of man fur peeking out make her temperature rise. She cuts through the crowd. Positioning herself in the first row, she moves her hips and raises her arms overhead; the music overtakes her. Her lip-glossed smile hypnotizes him on stage. He stumbles over his lyrics then winks at her. She removes her necklace, tosses her perfumed heart-shaped locket at him, and then darts from the crowd.
By Samia Afra5 years ago in Futurism
The Pond
She walked up the grassy incline from her backyard to the top of the levee, as she did every evening, with her dog Sheamus. The pond spread out before her reflecting the golds and reds of the sunset in little ripples from the wind, lily pads and their protruding flowers bouncing. It was the only thing. The Pond. The only thing they had left that was beautiful enough to inspire awe and hope. The rest was shit. The thick green grass, the wild water grasses at the rim, sounds of ducks and geese flying overhead, rustling dense forest beyond – looking at it stopped you from thinking of anything, except the beauty of the scene in front of you.
By Ellen Adriance5 years ago in Futurism
Those That Kill
A buffering sign appears on a screen. A video plays. SERGEANT JAMES QUEEN’S DIARY. Suddenly a man appears on the screen as he tries to set up his camera. He is dressed in black and white armor with a rifle to the side of him. He has a scruffy beard.
By Paul Tosin Ijaola5 years ago in Futurism
Justice for the working class
The country I live in has been oppressed for years ever since the war for freedom was lost. In this controlling era, we are not taught history or anything about the past, only given roles meant to be filled to keep the higher-ups content. The working class has been mind-controlled robots from occupation, spouse, to even their life span. From what I’ve observed, people dressed in white have been chipped by the higher-ups; only meant to fill out the role given to them on their ID cards. The ones dressed in blue are the middle class who still have their free will and are meant to keep an eye on those dressed in white. I’ve become aware of this since my chipped malfunctioned, due to my vision of the past war.
By Victoria Akdmeir-soto5 years ago in Futurism
The Blockchain
At 8:42 a.m., Dennis Hemphill's implanted Augmented Reality lens flashed a message for a new job, which he accepted promptly. There were increasingly fewer jobs for security enforcement freelancers anymore, so he had to act quickly. Prior to the constant upload of all human activity to the global blockchain, Dennis had worked for McQueen Enforcement Solutions, a major private security corporation. But on May 4, 2034, the global blockchain went online, and it forever altered everything.
By Joseph Gagliardo5 years ago in Futurism
