Sci Fi
The Reclaimers
Chapter 2 , Fresh Breath I managed to navigate to the stranded O2 tank and carefully grapple to the burnt heap it was attached to, avoiding the very pointy bits as I wrapped my gloved fingers gently around a smooth stanchion near the life-giving canister. The last thing I need to do is skewer myself.
By Larry Moore4 years ago in Fiction
Body Hugger
Whenever and wherever the sales pitch was heard, Dave the Gadget Lover took it personally. If they said it was all the rage and a real must have, then Dave had to have it. He was always a sucker for a new gadget, a new toy with which to amuse himself. With a high paying, low stress job in the public service and only himself to feed, Dave had more than enough disposable income to accumulate the latest and greatest scientific novelties and technological marvels. He had a wonderful time with his collection of innovative time-wasters. They called them all time-savers but years and years of pouring good money down the gurgler had taught him that they saved him no time and cost him a packet of money.
By D.A. Cairns4 years ago in Fiction
Exile
My Ma and I raised birds when I was a kid. We always found that the birds that lived the longest, were those who couldn’t see the bars of their cage. Those that were kept in a room and didn’t know that outside, birds could fly as far as they wished. They figured that this room was the whole wide world, so they were content with their fate; thinking they were free.
By Flora Nickels4 years ago in Fiction
Invader
Kapp heard a hollow pop noise, as he opened his eyes he realized the ship was now in open space. One second he was staring at the roof of the dome, and now here he was. To his surprise, they had traveled straight through it. Looking backwards he could see the top of the dome. Home ship was a floating gray sphere in the middle of space, Kapp couldn’t tell how it was propelled and could not imagine how it functioned.
By W. Joe O'Banion4 years ago in Fiction
Alien DNA - is the Truth Stranger than Fiction?
Bob decides to go the library, where he can ruminate in peace. He saw on the news that scientists now think we might have DNA. That some humans have origins from beyond this planet. Bob has suspected this for years, but has been too bogged down by the minutae of daily life to explore anything including his own mind. Bills, kids, and taxes take up most of his waking thoughts, and there is nothing left for Bob at the end of the day.
By Susan Eileen 4 years ago in Fiction
The Mall of Sin
Bob is sitting at the Mall of Sin as he calls it. He is watching the TV. They are talking about the space race. Life has so much to offer but here he sits at the Mall of Sin. Why does he call it that? Well, it's hedonism at its finest. People going broke for material possessions that could be destroyed in a fire tomorrow. At this mall, there is a place to get lap dances, liquor, and Gucci purses. All these people living in the moment, without a care about tomorrow, not even realizing the end is near. Now Bob feels overwhelmed. He takes a big sigh and thinks to himself:
By Susan Eileen 4 years ago in Fiction
Agency of the 5th World Head Mission 5: Code: Red (Remix Version) Part 1: The Secret Superhero Mission
Previous Mission First Mission <Original Plotline by Jeremiah and Nic Ellison I do not own Club Penguin, Roblox, or Super Smash Bros. Brawl. They belong to their respective owners.>
By Jeremiah Ellison4 years ago in Fiction
last lost locket
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Or so they apparently said, at least according to the faded movie poster in the abandoned theatre. No one had been to space in a very long time as far as she knew. Not since everything came apart up there almost forty years ago. Down here though, when she screamed, her gas mask and goggles just made everything louder to her and quieter to everyone else. So she did it a lot. The vibration of her power felt good against the numbness everyone feels out here in the zone.
By Michael Brian4 years ago in Fiction
