Stories tagged “science fiction”

  • Desperate Times Call For...

    It was time to go. Garth’s suspicions were definitely raised, and in another month he’d know everything. How did I let it go this far? Well, anonymity was always easier before the digital age, before electro-footprints and physio-population...

    • Author: Serena June
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Condemned Encyclopedia

    She fingered the spines of the ancient books, walking through the deathly silent aisles with extreme caution. If you made a noise, you died. That was the first rule of the Librari. She finally spied the book she was looking for. It was large, thick and...

  • Design-A-Baby (June 5)

    “Design-A-Baby is the biggest thing to hit the world since Bill Gates IV’s invention of Underwater iCities!” The screen above the store’s door boomed out, into the giant hallway of the Mega-Mall. “Come on, Blaid! It’...

  • The Beadworlds: Notes on the world of Kertline and Heliola

    The stories take place on two separate small worlds or moons capable of supporting life. These worlds are connected together both by gravity and by magnetism, and do not circle a large massy center object. Instead, they hurtle through space. Gravity of...

  • Android

    He was not like the other residents of the town. He sensed this, and so did they. They would point, and stare as he traversed the streets. Within the protection of heavily built crowds, people would mutter, spread rumours. He ignored them, after all, w...

    • Author: Henjo
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • White Lines

    He was a worker. An ordinary worker who had a job at the local mine, just like all of the other residents. He slung a tattered jacket on, and made his way outside. He started his short journey towards the mine. It seemed to him, that the further he mov...

    • Author: Henjo
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Champagne, Clay, & Candlelight

    The striped candle on the far side of the room was making her feel woozy with its champagne gasses wafting into her nose. At least she hoped it was just that. Her pale arms, covered in black clay hung limp at her sides as she stared at her sculpture. H...

  • Madame And Her Plants

    Lvit took a deep breath before entering the cavernous office. “Madame.” The woman he addressed was whispering something to her plants. By the smirk on her face, he could tell it wasn’t anything that would encourage her carnivorous pla...

  • Creeping Cough

    She had a cough. Deep. Wet. Ragged. They called it the creeping cough. Non-communicable to humans. Supposedly. And yet here she had it, and it was taking over her body. Already, fingers of the black fungus were reaching out from the corners of her mout...

    • Author: Jim Stitzel
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Alone in a Spiritual Wasteland

    The light of Jenny’s last spluttering flare sent pink and yellow bursts across the dark creature’s carapace. Jenny fished around on the ground for a rock. Dolomite with chalcopyrite, she could not help but notice . The alien sniffed the air...

  • Creepers

    She heard the scuttling sounds following so closely behind her. How could she not? She knew she was shedding infectious particles at an alarming rate. It was why she chose this particular route, to minimize her contact with others. This disease wasn...

    • Author: Jim Stitzel
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Life of a Space Gypsy

    Roxane’s cold, unblinking eyes stared through the cockpit window out into the vast emptiness of space. She sat still as death. Days passed and she did not move. Within her half-starved body, her heart beat just enough to squeeze a bit more blood ...

    • Author: PuniPuni
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
  • Limerick Cycle 2: Vitamin C vs. the Saucers (1/3)

    I’m exhausted, friend! I need a rest. Though I failed, I know I did my best. Shall I tell you my tale? It’ll make your face pale, But I’m sure, at least, you’ll be impressed. I’ve an orange-tree-type ranch in Los Angeles. ...

  • Limerick Cycle 2: Vitamin C vs. the Saucers (2/3)

    There were twenty-four saucers that landed. They destroyed all the citrons I’d planted. And then portals ripped open As I stood there "nope"in’’; My old point of view surely expanded. So I grabbed up my trusty old ray gun, A...

  • Limerick Cycle 2: Vitamin C vs. the Saucers (3/3)

    But then out of the shadows came Relph: He’s the biggest. I soiled myself! As he opened his mouth, I turned tail and ran south— For to him, I was small like an elf. I had failed to fell Relph the bug, But my friendly pal alien’s mug S...

  • Preparations

    There was a dull thud as Rachel’s ship made contact with the escape pod hatch and figured out which method of entry to use. Rachel noted with some annoyance that docking in this less traditional manner meant her ship was unable to give her a read...

    • Author: Ford Dent
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Thoughts.. or I don't even know, really. Just a thing.

    Jonah never listens. I’m out here all alone in the field of ice, all I can hear is my own heavy breathing, I look up to the humongous rings of Saturn in the sky, and instead of marvelling at the beauty of it all, I curse my crewmate. He insisted on u...

  • Plunge

    The beams filtered through her eyelashes, like sunlight under a canopy. She opened her eyelids a little wider, and felt her eyes burn in the glare. She squinted, trying to discern her surroundings. A single surgeon’s lamp hung directly over her head....

    • Author: zhifeiji3
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Street Finds Its Own Uses (Pt. 1)

    The sky over Nashville was still pitch-black, even at five in the morning, with forty-five minutes to sunup and a clear sky. They made their way to a parking garage Downtown, a few blocks from the half-built visage of the Paramount, with forged securit...

  • The Street Finds Its Own Uses (Pt. 2)

    Five hours later and five miles east, Ryan Gonçalves stared into his drink at an airport bar in Nashville. The bar was disgustingly new and trendy, with its former earth tones phased out in favour of post-Starbucks decor, all garish off-whites and red...

  • The Street Finds Its Own Uses (Pt. 3)

    She was Mike Kelly, an old friend from college. The phone turned on, activating his headset. “So, I heard you were in town?” He could practically hear her intense grin over the phone. She worked in a business whose precise function he still...

  • The Street Finds Its Own Uses (Pt. 4)

    The side of the parking garage across from the building was bedecked with equipment. The lion’s share, by mass at any rate, was in the form of large loudspeakers, attached unobtrusively to the walls. They played, at volume loud enough to deafen t...