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Brutalist Stories #17
“Who are you?” I ask, looking down at him, on his knees and for a second, for a moment, I almost pity him. There’s something down there which exists, at the bottom of my soul, that sees something in this man as I hold my sword to his throat and he shakes and cries, whimpers for his life.
By Brutalist Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Outrun Stories #17
There’s that look in her eye, I’ve seen it a million times before. That glint that reflects the neon hue of a million different lights as she looks down and over the city and she turns and it’s there, like she’s absorbed the light, and then that smile creeps across her face and I know what’s coming.
By Outrun Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Outrun Stories #16
“Hit it!” Throttle up, hands gripped, Ray-Bans on, readouts flickering and flashing a million different pieces of data about the road in front and everything that’s chasing us from behind.
By Outrun Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Classic Literature Takes A Tech Turn
Do readers need a high tech exposure to classical literature in order to properly enjoy it? While the answer to that question may not be known, it's something that Boston College students are curious about. There is a group of students from the esteemed college who are designing a virtual reality (VR) experience called "Joycestick." The game takes players through the Dublin that readers fell in love with in James Joyce's Ulysses, some of which has been simply lost through the passage of time.
By Christina St-Jean9 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #16
It’s said a man must pay for his truths. Once he discovers something inside himself he’s bound by it, forever. Once that thing comes out of him and he has to stare at it and look at it, this part of him, this thing that’s exploded from his mind or soul or whatever you want to call it, he has to pay for it.
By Brutalist Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Outrun Stories #15
“It’s 1994 and I’m sat in a downtown diner holding a banana milkshake. I remember it like yesterday, sat there, fresh out of the academy and Frost and his buddies trying to screw me over at any opportunity they had.”
By Outrun Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Bumblebee
“Baby, what are you doing?” Miranda’s mother Ericka interrupted Miranda from her trance causing her to drop her dishes to the floor.
By Maya Simone9 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #15
“We killed him, do you hear!?” They taunt me through the slat in the door, over and over, but it doesn’t matter now. It barely mattered when he was alive, why should it matter now he’s dead?
By Brutalist Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Outrun Stories #13
“You fuck!” he screams as I pull his head out of the water, count to three and back in there for a little more. He’ll speak, they always do. Two. One.
By Outrun Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #13
Who was I when I came here? I stare at the wall with thousands of tiny scratches, each marking what I think is one day. I focus on one, was it the first, and try to remember, who I was.
By Brutalist Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Outrun Stories #12
“No where’s paradise forever,” I say to myself and light another cigarette. Had to end sometime, but right here, right now, like this? I thought I was better than this, I guess my type always does.
By Outrun Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #12
“…And, you’re sure it can’t hear us?” I can hear them, yes, I’ve been able to hear them for some time now, really, quite some time. I’m not sure they know what they’ve created, or they’re too stupid to realise, or perhaps on the other hand, too worried to admit that they’ve made this leap.
By Brutalist Stories9 years ago in Futurism