Sci Fi
Pure Spite
Episode 3 At Colorado Springs, Tesla had released the monster many times, but it was before there were radios, before there were computers, before the mega power systems that ran cities. Before the Electron Age. Trying to tame the monster, he blew out all the generators in the dam many times when he freed hundreds of kilowatts of high frequency, high power from a 50-foot diameter coil. He rewires the huge generators on his own and brought the massive system back online each time. With this coil, he hoped to light a bulb in Paris. There was not much for the monster to eat then, but now. It would be devastating. My coil was 60 feet in diameter and would handle a thousand times more current.
By Mark Stigers 5 years ago in Fiction
Prologue: A Day In The Life
The street was deathly quiet, the lanes choked with wrecked and abandoned vehicles. All five lanes were a jumble of rust and broken plastic and glass, the dust that had settled on the cars and trucks having rendered everything to the same sepia tone as the sky above. The scene had the quality of an old faded photograph, still life captured forever in its present state of deterioration. Along both sides of the street, the hulks of ranchers and split-levels stood precariously on their ruined foundations, some burnt out while others merely suffered broken doors and windows. Evidence of looting lay about their yards, detritus of modern-day living strewn about, all covered with that brownish dust. All of their trees and bushes had been stripped of every scrap of greenery, every bit of bark sliced and consumed, even the cores gnawed at until all that remained were thin reeds of dried somethings bereft of any nutritional value. Even the grass of all their yards had been pulled by the scrawny handful, until they also turned to the same dusty shade.
By Joseph "Mark" Coughlin5 years ago in Fiction
To Reach too Far
Chapter one The S.S. Coprinus The Public Relations Officer or the P.R.O. Ensign, Dave Williams from Tucson, Arizona, put a small storage drive, only five terabytes, into a video player. On his uniform sleeve were three pins. The first was the American flag. Next to that was a plain silver cross. Under those two pins was an Arizona state flag.
By Mark Stigers 5 years ago in Fiction
The Sun Seeker Pt 8
The courtyard was a fuzzy dappled version of itself. The boughs of the trees crisscrossing the space blocked most of the sunlight, and Jesphyr was forced to hold onto Hash's arm and let him guide her around potted plants and chairs she couldn't see.
By Anna Kringle5 years ago in Fiction
