Skyler Saunders

Founding member

Joined July 2017

0 stories

Bio

I am a man who claims his father as his only inspiration.

Achievements (3)

Stories (1587/0)

The Blue and Buff Standard
Reports flew like birds. The investigators positioned themselves to prepare for an attack on the State Capitol building in Dover, Delaware. No, they weren’t oppressing the government or planning a riot. Instead, these nefarious characters sought to claim the colors, the flag of Delaware.
By Skyler Saundersa day ago in Fiction
World Building
Water washed up on shore. A man, the color of exhaust smoke from a car emerged from the sea. He still wore his uniform and had been bereft of all vigor.
By Skyler Saunders2 days ago in Fiction
An Act of Reason
With skin the color of chestnuts, Miner Xerxes outlined a plan for Delaware to be a fully functional fossil fuel state. He slashed through propositions for “greener” ideas to be passed as bills.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction
On the Force
There was no sweat or blood loss or inactivity. The machine learning of these police officers meant that the robots would handle routine traffic stops and suicide by police situations.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction
Black as Oil
The board restored fracking in Delaware. As black as oil himself, Silo Vortex enjoyed the freedom of extracting the fossil fuel like the Texas Tea. From the second largest state to the second smallest state.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction
To the Skies
A former engineer at Goulding Motors, ebony colored Maxer Frampton took in his pen and sketched the outlines for the flying car that could build, refuel, and pilot itself.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction
Oh, the Time
In his time, black man Anders Garr never thought he’d possess the power. He walked and stopped and thought…and thought. Everyone and everything around him stopped as well.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction
You Gotta Have Cake!
In the time that it took for the blackberry colored black man to invent a wife, he rejoiced at her completion. He found it weird and wonderful that this sentient being didn’t breathe.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction
Like His Own
It started out as a video game and then progressed into something larger. There was a feeling of accomplishment. his mind moved the box of matches. His arm moved and the screen responded. It was like his own. On the screen in real life, he could move the flammable material.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction
First Day
They took him out of the trunk. He was gagged and bound. He was blackberry dark. Hemurmured through the duct tape. He tried his best to say, “Please don’t hurt me! They didn’t. They closed the trunk and got into the car and sped away.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction
Dry Times
“It’s gotta be climate change,” Peppy Perrigan spouted. “Okay, and if we get rid of all the plastic bags in the world, there would still be water here, too, right?” Chevy Hillman asked.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction
The Youngest
New Sweden University commencement ceremonies included a speech by the head of the class, egregia cum laude Barth Whitestar. At just seven-years-old the black boy had achieved the feat and entered the history books as the youngest graduate of a degree-granting institution.
By Skyler Saunders3 days ago in Fiction