Stories tagged “exposition”

  • Blackout

    Orlan groped around in the dark. Not a torch, not a candle, not even a lighter to be found in this apartment. Not even one of those apple-scented tea lights that Robyn had left, that he’d seen gathering dust under the sink so many times. In the d...

    • Author: Coccinella
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Reactivation of 1000 Procedures Begins with a Single Process

    XJ-399 changed the subject. “You got the main power online yet, or just one of the subnetworks?” “Just one of the subnetworks,” YU-443 responded. “I’m trying to find one of the main access shafts.” “Okay....

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
  • Head Trip (Superhero Black Hole, Pt. 30)

    “For the purposes of this lecture,” Me₃ explained, “the ‘Présent’ is 9:45 PM on the night of the car accident.” He moved the slide forward, and red dot appeared in the center of the screen. “The two of you, ...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Paradoxical (Superhero Black Hole, Pt. 31)

    I stumbled over my words. “When I…when I flashed way back.” “Precisely,” Me₃ responded. He pointed at Me₂. “When he came back, he came back prior to his departure from the timeline and in the so doing ran into you.&#...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Triple Time (Superhero Black Hole, Pt. 32)

    “You see,” went on Me₃, “originally—well, originally to me, at least—I kept on trying to deïce the road. You,” he declared, pointing to me, “were unsuccessful, much as you would have been had I not intervened in the...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Future Shock (Superhero Black Hole, Pt. 33)

    “But the future is open, full of possibilities!” I protested. “The past is written, but the future is a blank—” “True enough,” Me₃ interrupted. “But if you put your mind to it, you can travel a little bit i...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • A Gambit, A Dance (Superhero Black Hole, Pt. 34)

    “What the deuce?!” I shouted, then took a swig of Coke to calm my nerves. Me₃ indicated the screen. “I went back into the future. By giving up the ghost with the accident…sorry, bad choice of words…I loosed myself from Lactrodec...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • One for the Road (Superhero Black Hole, Pt. 35)

    Me₃ clicked forward one last slide, showing a dizzying serpents’ lair of timelines. “You,” he said to Me₂, “and I are going back to the accident. You hang off in the bushes; I’ll intervene and then jump back. She’...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • An Abridged Biography

    Acrylic took a deep breath. “Some time ago, MegaCorp executed a new research program into neurocomputational interfaces, ostensibly for the enhancement and betterment of the computational experience and of mankind as a whole. As I am sure that yo...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Failure

    Acrylic drank deeply from the faded mug. The decal, which read “MORAL CODE” along with some lines of programming language, was highly scratched. “The procedures were…” He searched his databanks for the correct word. “…...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Lethologica

    “Project Lethologica,” Acrylic breathed. “My parents owed MegaCorp a debt that couldn’t be repaid on the corporation’s time,” Fetus continued. Her continued monotone was downright spine-chilling. “MegaCorp deci...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Harvest

    “In our combined forays into the labyrinth that is the MegaCorp mainframe,” Acrylic recounted, “we were successfully able to pilfer the details of Lethologica.” His face grew grim. “Abductees by MegaCorp’s hand were ...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Two Hundred

    The guard was quickly knocked out while I took the droid out of commission with the sabretaser. The jolt threw the droid into diagnostic mode, which only lasted a few dozen seconds. It was all the time, however, that Fetus needed. She removed the indus...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
  • I Pour Power Into My Feet

    When I pour power into my feet I feel like a fleet god. My toes thrum with ecstasy of humming energy. Power! I imagine they glow violet inside my shoes, my toenails letting off a hissing steam of turgid green. My soles creak and crackle the creak and c...

    • Author: zxvasdf
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
  • Sunday Morning (1/2)

    Sunday morning is a sledgehammer, a saguaro to the eyeballs, when you’re a university educated upper-middle class Caucasian first-rate fuck-up like myself. Sunday morning is a long sigh and a low groan, one part hangover one part ennui, neither shake...