satire
Science fiction satire presented to mock the many generations of society.
5 Of the Weirdest SCPs Ever Found or Encountered
For starters, SCP means Secure, Contain, Protect. And SCPs are entities that either do not belong with humans, pose a threat to humans, or are somewhere in the middle like SCP 001, an entity said to guard a gate to unknown places. But thats gonna be a whole other story. Also, SCPs are organized in a list, Safe, Elucid, Keter. Safe means they are safe around humans and require little to no security and resources to contain them. Elucid means they require more resources and can pose a threat, or exhibit hostile behavior. Keter class is the most dangerous class(sometimes). Keter class scps are either extremley dangerous or etremley hard to contain and require many resourses. Lets get started.
By Juda Thomas5 years ago in Futurism
Mrs Magwitch's 24/7 Diner
It was not the most easily accessible of places at the best of times, but worth the journey if one could make it. Mrs Zelda Magwitch’s 24/7 diner overlooked the town and was positioned at a precisely not perpendicular angle of -4° on Zig Zag Hill. This was to help with the drainage. If the weather folk decided it would rain on Sunday, it would rain daffodils, and if on Tuesday, it would rain tulips. And so, the slight angle helped with the necessary Tuesday/Sunday sweep. It was customary for the youngest of the Magwitch brood to act as broomsweep, until he was considered wise enough to learn the kitchen alchemies. Today just so happened to be one of those rainy days.
By Burton Burwinkle 5 years ago in Futurism
COVID-19: A Survivor's Tale
Time...time was a frail social construct, one so easily tossed aside when shit hit the fan. A pandemic wiped out 4% of the worlds population, and we survivors went into hiding. No longer measuring time by the hands of a clock, but instead, but the sheets or toilet paper left on the roll.
By Thomas Gonzales5 years ago in Futurism
The Planet Kumat
Chapter One: The Planet Kumat Surveying the ground through his monitors, Lawn hoovered the ship momentarily as he proceeded to descend vertically into the circular, pit-like dock. Large domed shields disappeared into the sandy foundations of the building as it opened. The setting sun was beginning to impede his sight, and the ship clunked maladroitly to a halt as he swiftly removed his restraints. He flipped off the engine and hastened through the cockpit exit. No matter how many times he has been to Kumat, his palms still perspired.
By Kayla Bloom6 years ago in Futurism
Bad Cinema Corner: 'Le Voyage Dans La Lune' (1902) [Part 3]
Le Voyage Dans La Lune (1902) – George Méliès Also Known As: I Could Not Attend My Cousin’s Weird Theatre Play About Wizards On The Moon, So I Asked My Mom To Film It And Show It In Every Subsequent Family Meeting Ever To The Chagrin Of Everyone Else
By Taylor Walker8 years ago in Futurism
Study Says That the Top 2% of Intelligent People Share the Same Article on Social Media. . Top Story - September 2017.
Mike Study, of Mooresville, Alabama, and Mind Unleashed subscriber, released his results of a two-second observation he made on Facebook today. He claimed that only the most intelligent share the same article - this one. This article that you are reading right now. Yes... This.
By M.P. Laluep8 years ago in Futurism
A Million Angry Faces
2050 - An obituary-writing company sends its carefully constructed pieces to celebrities before they die, so that the star can approve the text. In this modern super-era of media-constructed status and personality, a good obit can go a long way…
By Rajendra Shepherd8 years ago in Futurism
Myrmidon
Myrmidon :oR: The Organ Damage of Puppet Shows Dexter Opopanax Jr was a ventricle who suddenly gained sentience and burst from the chest of his father, Dexter Opopanax Sr., splitting off from the other three fourths of his heart through blood and bone to be born two days before Christmas, killing his father instantly, on his birthday by coincidence, now the birthday of both beings. Cecily Opopanax, who’d been checking ovulation charts for optimum fertility, now splattered with blood from the emerging ventricle, heard the eviscerated organ speaking, tube edges coming together as a mouth: “You are my mom. What adventures you must have planned for me!”
By F. Simon Grant8 years ago in Futurism
