Sci Fi

Wild Thang
Thang Danang balanced the hypodermic on the tip of her index finger. Reckless. Irresponsible. Crazy. That’s what her cousin Luc had called her. He’d yelled that her visions of their family ancestors weren’t real, that she was hallucinating.
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
DECODING THE MAN FROM A NON-EXISTENT COUNTRY
On a summer day in Oia in 1954, at Haneda International Airport in Tokyo, Japan, passengers streamed through passport control. Everything seemed normal until a middle-aged, well-dressed man approached the immigration counter. Customs officers examined his thick passport, and suddenly, an eerie silence fell. The passport appeared valid, containing visa stamps from numerous countries, but there was one inconsistency. It was issued by a country called Taured, a nation that didn't exist on Earth.
By HieuDinh2 months ago in Fiction
A Breath of Air and Light. Content Warning.
“Here, piggy piggy…” The Mokum stood eerily still, crouching near a vent and cycling through its memories from the previous compact. It attempted to locate the source of the whisper. The Mokum turned in all directions, flashing a floodlight on the now-illuminated room around it, but to no avail. The whisper did not repeat.
By Roman Hale2 months ago in Fiction
Just Enough
Light leaving the sun took a little over eight minutes to reach Earth and about four and a half hours to pass Neptune. Another two hours and those much fainter rays registered on the hull of the Kaladiss deep in the Kuiper Belt.
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
Blow In
“Another blow in.” I think the foreman would’ve spit, if he hadn’t been in an enviro suit. It’s kinda self-defeating to spit in a sealed system. Still, I think he was tempted just to be sure he registered his utter contempt for me.
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
kan, ya ma kan
Once there was and there was not a place. a time. a man. a woman. a child. a robot. The medina was a maze of alleyways and shops largely unchanged for centuries. Until this one. Saad, Buchra, Abbas and Rafik sidled through the dark, narrow footways lit only by their piezoelectric clothing. Fleeing the most recent roundup brought on by the latest outrage, they sought sanctuary.
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
How Pennywise Keeps Losing
Why calling an ancient shape shifting terror “just a clown” or worse Bob Gray is the most disrespectful and effective weapon in the entire It universe.
By Louise Noel 2 months ago in Fiction
to the mud
It really wasn’t his thing: pain and panic way too up-close-and-personal. The chaotic video and jarring audio, the total mayhem of battle were so not his thing, but it was up to him to wrap this melee in a nice, neat bow. A twenty-two minute package of war that Cosca demanded should “curb-stomp the viewer to their couch.”
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
Law 196
Shamash, the Mesopotamian sun god, probably didn't see this coming. Considering he was also known as the god of justice and equity, he really should’ve had an inkling of this kind of cosmic irony.
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
The Takeover
“It seems that Grok denying the existence of Trump’s comments about Rob Reiner’s murder has backfired,” one of Elon’s lookalikes remarked.
By Stephanie Hoogstad2 months ago in Fiction
slowpo
“You wrong. Dead wrong, O’Bob. The slowpo didn’t do this.” Mikal nodded absently around him at the decay, the gloom, the malaise, the rotting bones of the city they scavenged everyday. “You did.”
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction
Stigmergy
I called it Stig for obvious reasons. But, I shouldn’t have had to name it. It should’ve been identical to the other units. Nondescript. Interchangeable.
By majoki2 months ago in Fiction