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Captain Aaron Peteras of the Newcast Police Department stepped out of the rear of the Heavy Response Vehicle. His large muscular figure emerged, clad in his heavy black armor, with his subordinates following behind him. He took a look at the police response that had been here previously. Mostly peace officers who were here attempting to keep bystanders at bay.
Nick HallidayPublished 2 years ago in FictionThe Rain on Our Shores
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space," or so they say, with some variation. Line that’s caught on like wildfire for its poetry in our overpopulated polices. I myself fell for it, even though I know better now, that wherever you trudge you take your inner world with you; so it's best you mind that it has nooks of solace since out in space the internal is even more pronounced, you and yourself constantly in mirror with one another and no hint of hypnosis from distraction. Each to each, but for me that lotus has always been a semblance of intimacy with a new person, before it spirals back down to the ordinary...yet not long enough to hit that plateau before it snaps and flowers out into what many write tomes about.
What Lies Forever Elsewhere
The first law of thermodynamics states that no energy can ever be created nor destroyed. It merely changes form. I'll have to remember that one.
Autumn RehbeinPublished 2 years ago in FictionRevelations
Kapp awoke from his restless sleep with a start. Sleeping in the barren dimly lit cave was odd. He was accustomed of course to a bed, or even the floor. But here he slept just floating in the water. The Aqualin had a straightforward lifestyle, eschewing decoration, they seemed to prefer simplicity. Kapp’s “room” was this small simple cave with a curved narrow opening. It lacked any sort of comfort other than privacy, and the glow of the yellow sea-weed. Kapp had found himself in and out of dreams, all containing bits and pieces of memory of the massacre on Alpha. He lay there trying to fall back asleep after a particularly upsetting dream replaying Captain Krell’s death, when he heard whispers outside of his cave.
W. Joe O'BanionPublished 2 years ago in FictionThe Voice in the Void
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Captain Einreb and his Immediate Response Team of fifteen comrades stood at the Bridge of the J. Wrecker 72: a support vessel. The J. W. 72 was not a particularly large ship. It was large enough to have a fully equipped hospital that could hold forty-five passengers on the lowest deck, feed twice as many in the chow hall on the second floor, and still have room for thirty bodies to sleep on the first floor outside the Bridge of the ship. However, it was small enough to be crewed by just three people if it came down to it and fast enough to avoid any pirates or any planetary governments audacious enough to lay claim and set boundaries on the ceaseless infinite of space. This ship was perfectly designed and equipped for one purpose. To provide aid to lost and damaged ships before the ruthlessness of the void could claim them. In the past seven years this ship did exactly that. They responded to every distress call, finding and recovering everyone they could. Since Einreb took over as captain he has recorded a 97% survival rate if a distress call was received within two hours of an incident. Today marked the first time he arrived too late the call.
Tremayne JoinerPublished 2 years ago in FictionThe Menagerie
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I’m not a scientist so I don’t know if that’s true, but I damn sure tried.
The Frisky Feline
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say”, said Gautow as he fixed a small microphone on the creature in front of him. “So for posterity’s sake, please do try”.
The End of Everything
Presidents Log . June 14 2048 . State of the nation: Crisis . Terror Threat level: Red . Dooms Day Clock: Midnight
Rebecca KeenePublished 2 years ago in FictionHex Cycle I: Primary Scenes
Nybyruh (shadow zone of Daath) Ryntrah roars and rattles frightful fires in the burdened air; where hang the great winding coils of Trevulguz for as far as the eye can see and beyond…
Obsidian EaglePublished 2 years ago in FictionThe Leveling of Humanity CH 2
Chase was ushered out of the house by Emily and brought to her familiar light blue Honda. He was surprised to see two people waiting in the back seat. There sat a girl with long dark hair, glasses, and a book in her lap. Beside her sat a guy with short blonde hair. Despite the heat, he wore a long-sleeved flannel shirt and smiled excitedly as the pair approached. They climbed into the car, and Emily immediately started the engine while gesturing to the duo in the back with her free hand.
Hex Cycle I: Prologue
3030 CE: Lunar Capital Nautlyz-Korh Governess Tethyz headed down a metallic corridor toward her teleconference chamber. She was accompanied by two Colonial Gardz whose silver-plated pauldrons and blue ceremonial capes made appear very imposing. Yet ‘twas no mere peacocking. Because although the innermost enclaves of the lunar capital were secure under Tethyz, rebellion was afoot throughout Lunah.
Obsidian EaglePublished 2 years ago in FictionAgency of the 5th World Head Mission 3: The Super Smash Bros. (Remix Version)
Previous Mission First Mission <Original Plotline by Jeremiah Ellison and Nic Ellison I do not own the Super Smash Bros. series. It belongs to Nintendo, along with any other character ownership rights.>
Jeremiah EllisonPublished 2 years ago in Fiction