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 last mission
Start writing... Chapter One: Firepower It was a solemn next morning. They gathered around the fire Denzel had started with a flask of alcohol and 13 ribbons, 1 for each fallen Teammate. It was a custom the Civilians of mars practiced. The flames symbolizing rebirth. Denzel began the standard HUD eulogy.
By London Knight 5 years ago in Futurism
The last mission
Chapter One: The ugly truth 10 minutes later, they had reached the entrance to the deep, thin Ravine that ran directly into the mountain. It was like someone had cut a very thin slice out of a very tall pie. The width of the ravine was around 40-80 feet, but the Granite walls were too straight to seem natural, Denzel noted. Climbing them would be... Problematic, as Chief would say. Denzel would say impossible.
By London Knight 5 years ago in Futurism
The Day They Came
Next week may live in history as the worse day any human has experienced. Out in the cosmos an alien race from a dead planet orbiting a sun that went nova eons ago are searching for fuel, water and food. Their technology was way ahead of anything humanity could even dream. They could easily convert matter to energy and energy to matter as easily as a person breathes. Their ships and technology required a massive amount of energy and matter, and their population was growing way to fast to sustain them.
By Ferrari King5 years ago in Futurism
Forrester's Flight
I opened my eyes, and looked out upon NeoRonoake. The dawn was approaching, and my base at the top of Dare Tower was at the very center of the city. The window overlooked the majority of downtown, and I smiled as I pulled up my HUD. My current avatar, Oberon, gained most of his power through various gadgets and power armor. I had full access to the crafting system, and checked to see what was finished from my builds yesterday. The flight rig was repaired, and I junctioned it to the armor. I added a variety of weapons, and then put on the full set. I opened the hangar doors to my city.
By Pedro Rivera5 years ago in Futurism
Forrester's Flight
I was flying over the town I grew up in, Logan’s Crossing. I am sure I remember who Logan was, and where he crossed to, but that didn’t matter. I was soaring in the olive sky, just under the life bubble. I looked over the town, trying to find my home, just loving how the wind buffets my skin. I dived down, speeding through the skies and plummeting towards the treeline, only to shoot upwards and levitating a thermal. I looked over the town, and then saw a woman coming towards me.
By Pedro Rivera5 years ago in Futurism
The Eden Syndrome
The Early Twenty-Second Century The maglev space elevator defied gravity. Riding the elevator, a spherical, metallic trolley had been ferrying tourists into orbit from Cape Canaveral, Florida since 2088. It held ten passengers on each of its three decks. The Armstrong Orbiter, hitching a ride on the maglev elevator, had opened the final frontier to the public.
By Thomas Tortorich5 years ago in Futurism
Tergoza War Excerpt: Dunis Excursion Part II
The sun over Dunis’ western hemisphere began to dip low in the sky as Zeema and Roken found themselves at the Tergoza Military Command Base at the top of Outpost Zeta, waiting for the one in charge of the base to arrive with the newly captured prisoner. Sitting on a hovering bench outside a door, the two looked around while watching soldiers walk back and forth through the halls. They didn’t know how long the wait was going to be, but it had already been an hour, and a long wait was something both of them were not very fond of.
By N.J. Folsom5 years ago in Futurism
Observation Only
Each image was more amazing than the last. Low orbital photos of lush forests and campfires. He couldn’t believe he was looking at campfires from 15,000 years ago. The Orbital Observer was a success. Double O, as the team liked to call it, had been inserted into a synchronous orbit 250 miles above the earth, 15,000 years in the past to observe the area surrounding the Altamira caves near Cantabria, Spain. Double O surveyed the area for six-hours, then came home via wormhole. No threat of timeline contamination. Just his style; no interaction, just observe and record. He really wished his employers would let him call it Observation Only.
By Jeff Cochran5 years ago in Futurism
