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The mind of Squibb boy Chapter 2
Juice dozed off for a few seconds falling back into his dream. Hiding under the sink, his 5 y/o self was eventually found by a crying mother. "Why did you hide?" Nicky, Juice's eldest brother asked quizzically. "All the people and noise is scary." Juice responded meekly. Nicky grabbed his hand. "Don't worry, as long as you got me around you're safe." Juice's mind envisioned Squibb boy hiding away from an evil villain, and his hero saving him.
By Justin McKinley5 years ago in Futurism
Cask Crusade
Cask Crusade Part One In a small southern hamlet bordering that great old wood, with trees who uproot and reclaim any newly trodden paths, a tavern sat upon the highest hill watching over its neighbours. As unremarkable as the village was in most regards, this one establishment had earned the respect of oath-sworn warriors and profiteering traders alike for the quality of its in-house ale, which was inferior to the Dynasties’ fine vintages but surpassed all expectations of a landlord’s craft. Through a near nationwide desire for this refreshing brew and a need to escape the crashing rain on this particular day, the alehouse was full and remained that way until the closing bell rang. Two bands of contrary individuals chose to ignore the bell that night in favour of further drinking. The first was a sorrowful pairing who drank to forget, and the other was a revelrous bunch who drank to remember. The regretful duo sat in solemn silence, the oldest between them was a great champion sworn to a local self-entitled regent. Accompanying him was his young apprentice, who only shared a fraction of her commander’s regret. He drank his fill more than an hour before the bell sounded but insisted on finishing the pint he had to hand. The younger soldier, however, had barely imbibed that night and still kept a clear head about her.
By The Messenger Magpie5 years ago in Futurism
ALIE
Since 2025 ALIE had reduced the crime rate in America by 60%. Domestic Violence by 75%. Murder was almost at zero percent for the new gun law only allowed ALIE to have a destructive weapon and ALIE could not use it unless the 'other person or victim' had a seen gun.
By B. L. Peterson5 years ago in Futurism
Boyfriend
Light coursed through the windows, landing gently on her face. There was sounds of cooking in the kitchen. Ellianne took a deep breath to center herself. Her mindfulness: she felt the warm blankets and sheets. The pillow was so comfortable it could have been calculated to her exact body measurements. Sometimes it did feel good to lay here all day and ignore the problems. But today was it: she needed to do something.
By Karalynn Rowley5 years ago in Futurism
What is Science Prediction fiction?
I know you are willing to stay strong, knowing that if readers could view your book's first chapters, they will love it. Your writing is different, and readers need to hear about it. Do you find yourself asking these questions often?
By C.A Fenderson Jr.5 years ago in Futurism
True Colours
In the coffee shop within the military base, four robots, also known as the Coffee Shop Quartet gathered around a table. Unlike the other robots, they were waterproof and the digestive systems installed could handle more liquids. Sia Bucks and her team called them the coffee shop quartet. These robots, in particular, did not leave the military base until they were the only robots alive on the island. Whilst they seem innocent chattering away about randomised nonsense, they had their sadistic tendencies.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Third Scoreboard
It was a bad day. Not just bad, but a disaster. Once again, chaos began to overthrow Sia’s life. She didn’t know what it was, but chaos followed her wherever she went. Professor Denki had not called. Maybe he didn’t want Kiki back anymore. Sia still smiled, it meant nobody was getting in her way. It was day four and day four was her favourite for the double points. Day Four was the game-changer. People showed their true colours. It was when the ratings would soar when people crack. There was going to be a riot, and Sia loved riots unless it involved the mechanical monkeys on the island who had wrecked the studio.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
The Penultimate Showdown
The mansion was raided. Yuzuko caught a glimpse of the robots as they trashed the place. Planks of wood flying from all directions. Light bulbs shattered. Yuzuko slashed the curtains apart trying to tackle the robots down but still kept Lavender insight. Her gun still weighed her down, but she remained determined that she was not going to use it.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Star-crossed Rivals + Ray of Hope
Yuzuko woke up to the sight of cobwebs glistening in the window. The spiders habituating them seemed pleasant. She never understood the fear of spiders - they were just lowly creatures passing by, trying to make a home for themselves.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Presidential Speech
Ivan Bucks Junior stood firm against the podium. He thought of his father, Ivan Bucks Senior, and how proud he would be if he was in the audience. His heart sank, it was only natural to be nervous before the big speeches, but he wished his father would be there in person. Perhaps some comedy would distract the world from his shaky hands. "Good evening, everybody. Before I start my speech I just want to say thank you all for coming to my rally. You're all beautiful and I've seen so many smoking hot women in one stadium: it's nice. Don't worry gentlemen, y'all smartened up great too. Your wifeys are safe!" He showed his wedding ring to prove it. "Ivan Bucks III is due anytime now."
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
