Sci Fi
The unknown
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Sound is a mechanical wave that needs substance such as air or water to travel through. In space there is no air, there for sound has nothing to travel through. That is, until the new planet appeared a couple of years ago. A fetch rover was sent to collect samples, and returned with proof of life. Plants, bugs, animals, even bodies of water. There was no sign of humans, but that didn't stop the rumors. A science fiction writing contest took place a month ago to see who would go explore the new planet for three months. Eight contestants won, including me! Tonight we're all meeting at a bar in Houston Texas called Bottoms Up. Than I'll be staying at the Moon Light hotel for the rest of the weekend. Monday at 8am is when all the contestant winners will meet at the Houston Texas space center, and be sent off to explore the new planet.
By Jasmine Rose4 years ago in Fiction
Transplanted
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I imagine the same could be said about this place. A desert of reddish-orange rolls on for what seems like an eternity. Flattened earth with swirling dust clouds, this is my daily view. Today is day six in this joke of a reality, and before that, details are hazy.
By Misty Rombach4 years ago in Fiction
Novam Domum
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Luckily, I can’t scream. But they can. Now, let me stop you before you freak out, this isn’t a HAL situation. And yes, I have seen that. I’ve also seen The Terminator movies, which are…fun but not realistic. I mean, no offense to humans but if somebody is going to destroy you, it’s probably gonna be you.
By Richard Foltz4 years ago in Fiction
Neodymium
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Talk about freedom to say anything! “BOOBS!” These humans don’t even understand, I’ve done my best but I’m ready to turn over and maybe stretch a little. Don’t get me wrong, I’m entertained, and this has been an ‘experience’, but I’m tired of the constant prodding and the way they take everything from me and turn it into garbage. It’s time for the next species to arise before these ones spoil my skin completely. Even if they could hear me in this vacuum, they aren’t listening anyway. I’m tired of these humans, and this change is long overdue.
By Susan Strem4 years ago in Fiction






