Stories tagged “scientist”

  • Fluebottom, Sir Reginald

    Born in 1435 in Bumbleshire, Britain, to Brian, Earl of Surry and an unnamed serving girl. Fluebottom was a talented natural scientist who identified three new species of vole, and conducted experiments, detailed in his book, The Flammable Home, that i...

  • Denied (Mature)

    Denied? Denied?! How dare they deny my grant proposal? Don’t they know true genius when they see it? Don’t they know who they’re dealing with? Typical! You try to do something to advance the cause of science and to benefit all of huma...

  • The Formula Was Good For Something

    Up to his elbows in warm sudsy water, the scientist was not content to let his failure simply drop. He considered changes to the formula to try. This time something felt more right. This time it burned in his veins for a little longer. It made his hear...

  • Todd: The Genius

    Looking up from his microscope every minute or so to jot a note on the yellow pad, Fred worked with intense focus. His lab coat had some grunge stains on it from outside. He’d dropped his keys and, as chaos dictates, they found a way to land under hi...

  • Glory and Envy

    It was tedious work, being a research assistant. Long nights spent cleaning up the master’s mistakes, weekends missed that beckoned with thoughts of women and booze in equal quantities. He had no life to speak of other than his work; he was total...

  • Fear Feeds Into Fear (Day 108)

    I am here as a Probe. It’s an unfortunate title given your race’s curious fascination with rear penetration, but back home it is an honorable title. I assure you that I have never, ever— errr—probed one of your species without c...

  • Pollywogs and Whales

    Captain Ferris scratched is ass with one hand and drank his coffee with the other. He’d just implemented his first order. Code, Man In Motion. With his crew in a state of healthy anxiety, they watched as their scientists ejected from the rib cage...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted 11 months ago.
  • Create Your Own.. Uh, Future.

    The postcard was filthy and the edges bent. The postmark was from out in the desert somewhere in Arizona. The picture on the front was of a cactus. How original. I stared at it lying on top of my latest Car and Driver issue. I had read it and threw it ...