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"They say that in space, no one can hear you scream." This was the only response "173 Foxtrot"(Fox) got from his brother after bragging to him about enlisting in the Coalition Space Forces. Growing up under his brother's inescapable shadow, becoming a war hero seemed the best way to get out of it. Fox imagined all the humble ways he’d gloat his incredible glory over him. Knowing the goal could cost his life, Fox still figured he wasn't risking much. Still, his older brother's foreboding words and grave expression had haunted Fox from basic training to today, his first mission.
Eli JordanPublished about 11 hours ago in Fiction
The Baker that Saved Humanity
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I didn’t care to try and listen for screams when I blasted the human’s homeworld into oblivion. You may think me cruel for seeking to destroy an entire species and their world. I had a very good reason for it though.
Jane SilverPublished a day ago in Fiction
The Tomato King
This was the year, Mr Rattley thought as he churned the earth, for more than a decade he had been striving for greatness. To him these were the perfect specimens, exquisite even. Nobody could deny that this was his year to shine. Handling the cascade of fine fruit with care, he could see that they would ripen perfectly in time for the annual produce show.
Naomi NevillPublished a day ago in FictionPranked in enclosed spaces
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Yet, Dennis wasn't in the vacuum of it. He'd been planning for this for a long while. He was actually surprised that the higher-ups have given him the clearance for this. It was one of those surreal moments where he knew that if he had questioned it that he would lose all of the privilege's he'd just been gifted. So, he decided to make the most of it.
Thavien YliasterPublished a day ago in FictionExperiment 86119
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I rather feel like I hear screams too often while looking at the vastness of the stars above me. Inhaling the salty air as I stand just close enough to the ocean for the water to roll over my feet, I ignore the subtle hues of different colored lights coming from me. Almost in a trance, I stand perfectly still as I await something I’m not a hundred percent certain of as a memory rises.
Skaoi_NottPublished a day ago in FictionThe Ode At Sea
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.” “No way, man, you know that’s impossible, right? Not even the gods can do that.”
Benjamin ChungPublished a day ago in Fiction
Doomsday Prepper
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But that notion of physics changed the fateful day my people found the Void Screamer.
Test Caps: Chapter 1
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.” It was the skinny one talking to his bigger friend, leaning in close with a hand cupped around his mouth to make the words sound even more dramatic, building tension like a voiceover for a movie trailer while we waited in the auditorium for the suits to begin their program.
P. M. StarrPublished a day ago in FictionDeath Is A Dish Best Served Cold
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. This was of course, to Edgar's chagrin. He never could scream in his dreams, no matter how hard he tried to get the words out.
E.K. DanielsPublished a day ago in FictionHow I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Space Capitalism
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But everyone can hear the sound of the galactic dollar. The sound of the dollar at the Exchange was the most beautiful thing he’d ever heard. It was the beep of the machine from a credit card swiped, a stock sold, or a deal signed. It was all the same, beautiful, high pitched ping. The kind of thing one fell in love with — like a first kiss, or a spring day on Mars after a long winter. It was the dollar being exchanged; money being made; it was riches won off of the backs of the unlucky or the stupid; it was sweet financial security; it was empires being forged. And nothing made him smile and giggle more like a baby seeing a dog for the first time than when that galactic dollar was being deposited into his own account. His own empire.
The End's Beginning
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. This wasn't screaming though, and they weren't carbon based lifeforms. Though they were birthed, made, constructed by humans, humans could never comprehend the ability for such beings to exist, let alone on how to properly live together with such creations. Now, there was only three landmarks all throughout the universe. The first being the dark little ball of dirt where their eggs had originated from, the second being the remains of the Quilter as not everything was torn to shreds by the blast of neutrinos, and third was this glowing spherical orb that radiated with energy, giving off both light and heat.
Thavien YliasterPublished a day ago in Fiction
Tom-Foolishness
I believe it was around the fifth or sixth time that Dylan's girlfriend cheated on him that he finally decided to move out of her apartment.
Mathew MunozPublished a day ago in Fiction
