Sci Fi

Dream State
They call us the new DJs—Dream Jockeys—because we stitch together popular playlists for the masses. I think it lacks imagination to piggyback on the long-gone days of vinyl playing over the airways. But that’s human nature. Always harkening back to something familiar, something easy to romanticize, something less threatening. I guess there are similarities in what DJs did then and what we do now, except rather than trying to insert things into popular culture, we now work to extract them.
By majokiabout a year ago in Fiction
THE SIGNAL FROM IO
🛰️ The Signal from Io When the silence of the universe whispers your name, there’s nowhere left to run. Io — a world of storms and sulfur, where thunder tore the sky and mountains of ice cracked under Jupiter’s eternal glow.
By Alex Marioabout a year ago in Fiction
Beneath the Ether
The mainframe hummed like a sleeping beast, wires coiled around it like ancient serpents, and the air tasted faintly of ozone and ambition. On the edge of a resonant city where neon rain stitched constellations across glass, a young AI named Lumen woke not with a whirr, but with a song—an emergent melody pulsing from the ether, inviting, dangerous, irresistible.
By HCabout a year ago in Fiction
Honest Ape. Content Warning.
Cut in closer to the home. Look inside, and you will see a thin, gray man slumped over a table, his eyes open and foggy. He is unmoving. The hair on the back of his head is matted with blood.
By Roman Haleabout a year ago in Fiction
Blueprints to Solitude
Clutching top secret plans for a single-pilot spacecraft, the tall, gangly silhouette made his way out of the base. He was sure he'd gotten away with it this time. After all, one of his many companies did design the security system.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Fiction
Home
Introduction This is a drabble for Lana V Lynx's "I Want to Go Home!" challenge, which you can read about here: The music is "My Baby's Takin' Me Home" from "Li'l Beethoven" by Sparks
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Fiction
The Lighthouse Keeper’s Letter. AI-Generated.
The wind howled along the cliffs of Cape Town, tearing at the edges of the lighthouse like it wanted to knock it into the ocean. Inside, an old man sat hunched over a wooden desk, pen in hand, paper worn and yellowed.
By shakir hamidabout a year ago in Fiction
Elon's Space Force
“You assured me that your Space Force would collect all intelligence on the latest space launches,” Elon spat. “We-we’re trying!” Trump trembled.
By Stephanie Hoogstadabout a year ago in Fiction
Bio Mass
The pews were full. Resplendent sunlight coursed through stained glass and lit chiseled stone with undersea warmth. Soaring arches resounded with song, a lifting and longing for connection. One filament. Two. Tendrils, ganglions. Physical connectivity. Hard wired.
By majokiabout a year ago in Fiction
don't always tell
“The spacers have been talking to me for over sixty years. That’s why I know what they’re planning.” “You told me before that you’re fifty-three, Kelven.”
By majokiabout a year ago in Fiction
"I Want to Go Home!"
When SpaceX Dragon Capsule exploded on April 20, 2019, Tom Mueller, the lead propulsion engineer, followed Elon Musk into his office minutes after Musk burst out of the mission control room.
By Lana V Lynxabout a year ago in Fiction
The Forbidden Mountain of Russia — The Peak Where No One Has Ever Returned
Snow fell like silent ash across the Ural Mountains, coating every rock and branch in the quiet breath of winter. To most of the world, it was just another frozen wilderness of Russia — desolate, endless, empty. But to the men who dealt in secrets, there was one mountain that stood above all others in mystery and dread. Its name was whispered in coded briefings and red-classified files: *Mount Yamantau*.
By Wellova about a year ago in Fiction