Science Fiction
The Book of Petch
Petch couldn't peel his black eyes away from the sky. Kelgus was smoldering in some places and burning in others. Whatever had scorched it had also appeared to melt it rock in certain places. As far as Petch could remember of his youth studies, Kelgus was home to mostly flora and fauna. The Sorian Order had sent probes to the planet several times over the last fifty or sixty years as well as a couple landing missions, but the geographic study of the planet as well as the study of plant and animal life suggested that intelligent life such as primitive tribes or civilizations, didn't exist. As every species that lived in Olna now seemed to be on the city beach staring up, Petch's left wrist lit up which he touched with the first finger of his other hand. This generated a holoscreen with Jedro's face on it.
By Robert de Mattos17 days ago in Chapters
Days of Future Juniper, Chapter Two
This time around Mini-Flash Juniper wasn’t having any trouble remembering she was Mini-Flash Juniper, but she was going to have to keep reminding herself everybody else thought she was Mini-Flash Bumblehub. There were three other Special Program girls onboard, besides the curly-haired one, and Juniper’s disguise took them in too. She couldn’t see it having the same effect on Pseudangelos or Splitsville or Flashshadow, but these younger recruits with whom Juniper hadn’t had much to do were fooled just fine.
By Doc Sherwood18 days ago in Chapters
Days of Future Juniper, Chapter One
The airlock doors opened and Mini-Flash Juniper stepped out onto Flashlab Central. “Something strange about this, Jenny,” 4-H-N greeted her. “Mini-Flash Bumblehub’s never so much as talked to me before. Then just this morning she came out with it.”
By Doc Sherwood18 days ago in Chapters
Who's the real Monster?
~ Matt's POV No. It can't be. Z...They can't be dead. Ed unleashed a gut wrenching sorrowful roar. Pain gripped my heart as a saying mum would say came to mind 'In the shelter of each other, people survive'. If only I had tears to shed in this moment.
By Lucy Torralba18 days ago in Chapters
Brass Ring Interlude 3: One Less Orphan
The 25th Annual Overton Orphans Ball had been going well. The LED thermometer tracking donations was almost full. The dance floor was full and the champagne flowed enough to maintain a healthy buzz. Of course there was enough wheeling and dealing for those who continued to work even when they should be playing.
By Jamais Jochim20 days ago in Chapters
Let's All Be There, Chapter Three
Later, Flashslip was trying out the cognition lounge. It was a curious sort of space, closed off by heavy hanging curtains and boasting silken cushions to recline on. At the far end the drapes were tied back as to look out on a balcony, though what stretched beyond was imaginary void. Somehow the place scanned brainwaves, to make manifest its occupants’ thoughts in the form of spectral paintings etched across this infinite sky.
By Doc Sherwood25 days ago in Chapters
Let's All Be There, Chapter Two
Next second Flashslip was onstage, warm about the cheeks and heart beating fast, which he guessed must have been from all the running. His newly-tinted perspective took in the vastness ahead, dry-ice cloudbanks swirling mysteriously on its broad borders, and boasting at present a clientele of three. Nevertheless, Flashslip seized the microphone and came in on cue.
By Doc Sherwood25 days ago in Chapters
