Sci Fi

small things
Thor got thunder. Prometheus got fire. Shiva got a laser eye. Me? I got a measly quark. Smallest thing in the universe. Two and a half trillion times smaller than a grain of sand.
By majoki12 months ago in Fiction
The Big, Beautiful Deal
“You take our spaceship back home,” the commanding lookalike said. Elon arched a brow. “What about you?” he asked. “What about when the Earth’s resources run out?”
By Stephanie Hoogstad12 months ago in Fiction
The Pumpkin Spice Protest
The first leaf of autumn hadn't even hit the pavement before the world went mad. Pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkin spice candles, pumpkin spice dog treats. To Agatha, owner of The Crusty Loaf bakery, it was an assault on the very dignity of the season. Autumn was for robust sourdough, for apple-cinnamon scones with real diced apple, for hearty rye breads. It was not, she declared to her empty shop, for "flavoring perfectly good coffee with what tastes like a candle shop fire."
By Habibullah12 months ago in Fiction
Project EVE: The Machine That Loved Me. AI-Generated.
By [Abdul Hadi] Dr. Adrian Cole had built machines all his life — machines that calculated, machines that predicted, machines that obeyed. But he had never built one that understood.
By Abdul Hadi12 months ago in Fiction
The Return of Elon
“How did you…?” “I was never on the rocket,” Elon said. “I figured you would sabotage it, so I made it look like I was on there.”
By Stephanie Hoogstad12 months ago in Fiction
bullets in the surf
Predictably, Officer Szmania got the call as her morning shift began. All crazy shit these days seemed to happen when people first woke up and realized the good old days were gone. For good.
By majoki12 months ago in Fiction
Field Trip
The children were higgledy piggledy spread across the rolling field. Ms. Fuentes knew they were there to be citizen scientists. She also knew they were there to be enjoying the spring air and sunshine after a long winter.
By majoki12 months ago in Fiction
The Child Who Spoke to the Moon Every Night
Every night, after the world had gone quiet and the house was asleep, Elara would climb onto the old chair by her window. She would press her forehead against the cool glass and look up. Her friend was always there.
By Habibullah12 months ago in Fiction
Next Steps
“Curse E’lon,” the commanding Elon lookalike muttered as it skimmed through some paperwork. “He never told us about the operational milestones Tesla will have to hit for us to get those stocks.”
By Stephanie Hoogstad12 months ago in Fiction
A Shadow Over Man
“When man’s light outshone Hell, even the Devil looked away.” Foreword There comes a time when evil no longer needs a master—
By Ebrahim Parsa12 months ago in Fiction
Jenny and the Cleaner
DISCLAIMER This is to acknowledge that my good friend Doc Sherwood has graciously given permission to use some of his characters in Jenny and the Cleaner. In fact, it was Doc Sherwood who encouraged me to share this story publicly.
By Danforth Greenwood12 months ago in Fiction
To Our Own Devices
Kelly was rambling in a lush meadow south of Killarney when he tumbled and fell headlong into the demon’s lair. As demons go this one was unerringly civil and greeted Kelly as a long lost uncle might.
By majoki12 months ago in Fiction