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 Kuri Discovery
It was the third week of the excavation. Dr. Everett Williams was looking down on the digging site, his confident facade kept his workers inspired they would find something, or he prayed it would at least. The crew of diggers were hand-picked by Williams, lots of them being friends and long-time work associates. They had a great relationship with Dr. Williams, and he wanted to keep it that way.
By Jesse Kinney8 years ago in Futurism
Kuriacity
In 2050, the overpopulation of planet Earth became insurmountable. Led by Dion Nusk, a team of world-renowned scientists came together to build a sustainable atmosphere on Saturn’s sixth largest moon Enceladus. The geysers at Enceladus’ south pole generated the initial energy required to build this man-made atmosphere. By 2055, Nusk and company completed a domed infrastructure just north of Enceladus’ south pole that could eventually support one million people. This infrastructure includes a fully stocked sea of fish, 100,000 acres of farmland, and pastures full of every farm animal imaginable.
By Jack Emerald8 years ago in Futurism
Review—'Doctor Who: The War To End All Wars'
Across seven years from 2007 to 2014, UK based company Big Finish Productions produced a most remarkable series of Doctor Who audio dramas. Created to utilize characters and elements from the first four Doctors eras at the time, the Companion Chronicles range did exactly that. More than that, it went a long way to putting underused companions to better use, resulting in some remarkable stories. Coming in as the last story recorded for the range (though the third to last from being released), The War To End All Wars is a prime example of the range and what it was capable of.
By Matthew Kresal8 years ago in Futurism
Domino: The Awakening
Eight-hundred twenty years have passed, and the City has succumbed to wickedness. New Burgundy has always been the third-most dangerous city in America, but is now the most treacherous in the World. To survive, new gangs were formed to protect themselves from the existing ones. As a result, (king/queen)doms were forged, along with the Underground Consortium to ensure territories were clearly marked. New Burgundy became a haven for crime syndicates. The rich and toughest profit from extorting the poor, and those who resisted were slaughtered. Every night, the City would flood in crimson from Gang Wars, Resistance fighters, and the unfortunate citizens who couldn't pay their weekly "taxes." The City was in desperate need of a Savior.
By Dominick Piaquadio8 years ago in Futurism
Safe (in) Space
We thought they'd bring him back in shackles, blindfolded, with combat bots at either side of him. But Damien is alone when he descends from the transport ship, looking awkward, or embarrassed, more than anything. The ship departs behind him and the hanger closes. I lose sight of him as he steps under the threshold of the observation deck. Simon looks at Adrian, who shrugs.
By Maddison Stoff8 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #50
He comes walking out of the mist. That man, the suit, the tie, the indiscriminate face that I’ve see a thousand times before across a thousand worlds. He’s one with the Gods, he’s one with something beyond and outside of that which I can or ever will know. He slides through time, slips between the exposed lines of the universe. He is all present and never ending and yet, I can never know when he will appear to me, or what he will say. All I know is that I must do his bidding.
By Brutalist Stories8 years ago in Futurism
Kuri
Kuri - The Best of Both Worlds It was a day like all the rest in Silicone. The skies were gray and dismal, and the clouds loomed over the city like the hand of the Grim Reaper. Automatic runways transported every working machine to its point of employment. Back and forth, back and forth, over and over, day after day, each robot traveled. There was a place for everyone, and everyone had his place. Some robots worked in the hospital, some of them worked in offices. Many of them were disposed to manufacturing. It was always the same. Nothing changed. One brand was called for one purpose. Depending on your technology, you were destined for the same life as those who came before you.
By April Hale8 years ago in Futurism
The Act of Determination
Rusted, with a couple of twitching servos, the droid marched through the grove of tall treetops that towered over him at no end. The moisture of the air could be felt on the pressure of the ground, pushing it with each muddy step. Had he not been designed with reinforced stability mechanics, he would've been unable to even make one step in such a harsh setting.
By Jose Gabriel8 years ago in Futurism
