Stories tagged “steampunk”

  • The Panic Stricken Machinist

    “Wait!” she screamed from the doorway into the vaulted stone room. The sound bounced and echoed around the high ceiling and reflected messily from the huge device that dominated the far end of the room. Beautifully crafted from dark wood ac...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Clockren

    Clockren. Clockwork children. The hope of our future. I looked out of the window, seeing the Victoria Embankment, and beyond it the Thames. Boats still sailed up and down, black smoke pouring from their funnels as though nothing had happened. There was...

  • Miss Pestilence

    Miss Pestilence knew how to overcome adversity. Her last name was ‘Pestilence’ after all. She’d heard every Four Horseman joke you’d care to dream up and always received them with a gentle laugh that made you feel a born comedia...

    • Author: Melia
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
  • An Excerpt from "On the most magnificent Force of ELECTRICITY"

    …The most magnificent Force of ELECTRICITY was accidentally Discovered in 1883, by the great LORD ENGINEERS Tesla and Edison. As our History makes it clear, the Importance of ELECTRICITY was Such that daily Life was no longer the Same after its A...

    • Author: Sz Park
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Sticky Footprints

    The bullets came in volleys. The steam-propelled slugs tore through the crumbled brick walls of the manse in Birmingham. Most families had fled the advancing battle lines, but Master had insisted that the Queen’s Men would stop the lunatics befor...

  • Aces & Eights

    Bill stepped out of Nuttal & Mann’s saloon and looked both ways down the street. The camp looked abandoned. Camp, who was he kidding? Deadwood had become a town. There was movement to his right, but it was just some townies trying to get a be...

  • Calamity and Colorado

    As the last puff of life drifted from the hunk of metal that had been a Firebeetle Automaton mark IV, William “Wild Bill” Hickok holstered the ColtCo pistol and nodded at the wreckage. “It’ll take more than a giant fire-breathin...

  • Canadian Counterstrike

    As blasts thundered so loud to be of gods warring, rather than men, Sergeant Myk Torrel resealed the brass bonnet over the right rudder valve. He kicked up, and opened the main rotor valve gingerly – but with no angry hiss, he turned with gusto. ...

    • Author: TextMason
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
  • The Fic' Between (5/7/2009)

    “When in the course of human events it becomes necessary to break the political Bands which tie one people to another…” He stopped. “I can’t do this anymore. The Declaration was not a speech!” “It’s like ...

    • Author: White Hat
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Hunt for Miss Emily

    Observe the young lady intent on her task. A stream of sparks highlight her face as she ignites her blowtorch with a practiced hand. She leans over the workbench, drops her protective goggles over her eyes, and touches fire to metal. Upon closer inspec...

    • Author: Melia
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Neurophages

    Miles R. Merryweather could feel the steam pipes creak and groan under his slippered feet. The noise was almost, but not entirely drowned out by the squeaking of the gears and it drove him nearly insane but the heat emanating from the pipes was comfort...

  • The Neurophages II

    The door opened fully, hissing and squeaking slightly. As the cryogenic vapour dissipated, Miles slunk closer. No klaxon had sounded, no warning lights blinked, only the fizzing gasses slowly sublimed around him. Dim red light illuminated a frosted cry...

  • The Neurophages III (Mature)

    “Hey Lou” he shouted above the clanging hammers, rasping files and clinking metallic noises in her workshop. “Hey Lou, you have to see this!” he stepped over a skeleton of a metallic cat, rounded a large claw that still shuddere...

  • The Neurophages IV

    Miles and Lou approached the boiler room. Miles at a dead run, with Lou loping along easily beside him. She had exchanged her welding apron for a cloth one that read “Kiss the cook”, but he still did not seem to get the message. Crunching t...

  • The Neurophages V

    The angel’s words were truer than any of them could have imagined. For, even though no warning sirens has sounded or lights had blinked on the space-carriage itself, there was someone who had been notified. Tiny hairs had registered the opening o...

  • The Neurophages VI

    They were seated on the bunks in his cabin. With Lou to his left, and the angel Alba to his right, Miles felt afraid to move either way in case he touched one or the other and couldn’t let go. Taking a deep breath (and distracting Miles), Alba to...

  • The Invention Room

    In the deepest, darkest corner of the Invention Room, a set of eyes watched. They were a sight unseen, so to speak. The rest of the room was a distraction of shiny contraptions and several miniature dirigibles in various states of completion. Anyone se...

    • Author: Melia
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Oh my darling...

    “REACH FOR IT!” Silas screamed above the howling wind. He had tossed a not-quite-long-enough chunk of rope over the side of the basket to the girl dangling below. She struggled to grab it without losing her tenuous grasp on the iron bar tha...

    • Author: Melia
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Neurophages VIII

    A battleswarm of 1,024 automata crouched on the vast grey hull of the ship. Each creature was perched ant-like on the hull, attached via a spiral drill bit which was screwed into the hull like a corkscrew in your favourite before-dinner vintage. They l...

  • The Neurophages IX

    Pilot Ada Lovelace the twenty-second – it had taken a while to perfect the cellular propagation – pulled the throttle back, powering down the steam thrusters and stood to attention as the controller automaton interfaced with her neurophage....

  • The Neurophages X

    Miles helped a staggering Alba into the ball-bearing shaped escape pod. They pushed past its inward-opening door, and sat down on one of the plush velour benches inside. Lou barged in breathlessly, and strained against the enormous wedge-shaped door to...

  • The Neurophages XI

    “By the beard of Archimedes, where did that come from?” exclaimed Lou. “Oh, it was just this monkey-wrench that was destined for bigger things.” explained Alba non-committally and dropped the sword, which changed back to a wrenc...

  • The Neurophages XII

    Ada was thoughtful as the automata pushed the Lincoln and the escape pod towards the Babbage. At an intellectual level, she understood that she should feel terrible about the suffering that she was subjecting the angel to. However, she also understood ...

  • The Neurophages XIII

    When Miles eventually tore loose from Lou’s embrace he stammered “You? I never suspected …” “You can be such a dimwit sometimes, didn’t you notice my aprons?” Lou retorted smilingly. “Yes, but I thought t...

  • The Neurophages XIV

    Alba told them her story: “After being rocked by the pain that my people felt, I was trance-linked to the quorum, which is the manifestation of my entire species’ collective conciousness. It instructed me to make contact with the Babbage, a...