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7 Days of SciFi: 2, broken glass2) Broken Glass
There's something comforting about the notion of an ancient evil rising from the bowels of earth's sweltering core to destroy us all. There's a pleasant resignation in being annihilated by an all-powerful overlord in a massive worldwide battle. It's black and white. It is what it is. You raise your rifle, and unload as much lead into anything with more than one jaw before it rips your arms off. It wasn't too bad.
I mean, that's my opinion now. Now that it's all over, I mean.
The deck had been stacked against us from the start. They came from the planet's center, using the extreme temperatures to power their dimensional portal. The entry had been a rough birth. The earthquakes shoot cities apart, brick metropolises fell like a children's toys. Oceans ebbed frantically, drowning the coast fifty miles inland. Scientists, before they figured out the truth, even remarked with objective terror that
7 Days of SciFi: 1, Adept1) Adept
I first started seeing them out of the corner of my eye last year. On the subway, tucked between the sleepers and the bums, staring blankly and occasionally moving their hands. Near the banks, or the coffee shops, a look of permanently plastered expectation bound to their faces. I tried not to look at them. I tried to ignore them. I assume it was the same for others, the same strange feeling that if we did accidentally catch their eye, we'd look away. Quickly. Even though there was nothing to look at. It wasn't an eye. It was plastic and glass. It wasn't a person, or a face. Just plastic.
They were installed amongst the unwashed masses by some company, some kind of viral advertising gimmick. The world was getting more crowded, they said. People are becoming so sensitive! Like angry sardines in a tin, they said. Accidents will happen. A lot. And frequently! They sai
NaNo 2013 PrologueOn the morning Ethel Sumner sent her son to his death, all was quiet.
The Sumner family, like all families in their town, played a strange game. Anually, for the past three years, all families were entered into a lottery. And though the Sumner family had 'won,' the feeling of 'winning' was very much absent. This had been hard for Ethel. And she'd be doubly damned if it weren't going to get harder.
The region was in the midst of a four month drought. The Sumner family was a family of farmers, a mix of five adults, three children, and unrelated crew hands. The previous week Eric Sumner had let go two of his best ranch hands. They simple couldn't afford to pay them anymore. Rainless periods on their world were not unusual, but damn if it weren't the farmers who were always hit the hardest.
But as the sun peeked over the horizon, the bright dawn had given way to gray as storm clouds rolled in. Ethel packed her son's knapsack for the las
Geiger's CourierAs I walked, the blue of the desert sky began to fade. I pulled my hood over my head, even though my machine body needed neither protection from the sun nor shelter from the wind. Simply put, I didn't like the feeling of the unending void above me, looming, watching, infinite. I knew I shouldn't have such feelings, so I ignored the rationale and allowed my hands to move as they pleased.
I adjusted the leather strap. The sky was pale. Gray. Stars blinking into view, I refused to meet their eternal gaze. As I walked I was dying. As I walked, I was not yet born.
But as I laid my feet in a careful pattern, one in front of the other, I didn't notice. Day, night, it didn't matter, for I'd been given the unenviable position in life of a courier, and I neither knew nor cared for anything else.
Not yet, at any rate.
My body was a vessel for my vague sense of self, for I was water gathered between shaking palms, a cup half-filled, a fleet lif
The TDST, 2727.
I closed the door to Elitiana’s room quietly.
"Krathax, you got anything in that tin can of yours on this world?"
"Yeah, a little, why? The Royals don’t really bother with this place. Low population, less than amicable living conditions. They probably just harvest ice for their snow cones, or whatever."
Lumiel frowned. I smirked. "How about physiology? Everyone’s eyes are…yellow and stuff?"
Krathax folded his arms over his chest, his blue-and-red eyes looking upwards to the ceiling. Invisible file sorting, probably, and pursed his lips and pondered. Somehow, the man always looked cheery, even when in permanent-winter surviving and blind-girl saving mode. "It’s genetics," he said at last. "98% of the population have eyes that are yellow, 2% have blues. It’s part of their adaptation to the winter environment. Thicker skin, better conservation of body heat, deeper visual penetr
The TDST, 25, 2625.
I awoke with the intense feeling I was being watched. In my dreams, I'd been locked in a house. A giant ivory eye was looking into the windows, and no matter where I ran in the house, there it would be. Even the tiny windows of the bathrooms, there it would be. Watching.
I had been terrified.
Awake, I looked around, left and right, up, down…my tiny apartment was empty. But my heart still thudded in my chest, a freight train of instinct, a fire of bad omen.
There was a rapping on my door. And just like that, all my terror focused into a stiletto of annoyance. Still half-clothed, I tore the door open and snapped, "What?"
Cassidy, in a brown skirt and vest, looked shocked. She stared at my chest with an embarrassment unique to a fifteen-year-old girl, and mumbled an apology. I gritted my teeth at her and she shied back. My annoyance melted to regret and instantly to sadness. A cathartic need to confess welled u
The TDST, 24PART IV: THE INEVITABLE
I was losing my mind.
Stuck in the Between, out of the information loop, pretending I should be calm and what, happy?
It was the third day of me asking. I was getting ruder about it, too. Instead of asking Lumiel in the halls, or at the daily meeting with Beedle, I'd decided to go to her room. Her quarters were in a separate atrium, where other Irians lived. I rapped on the door that was hers until my knuckles hurt.
Finally, she opened the door, narrowed her eyes, and hissed, "What?"
"I want to interview Snowman."
"NO." Lumiel tried to close the door. I stuck my hand and foot in, effectively wedging myself inside the frame. "I've told you, no!"
"I want to interview Snowman," I pressed.
"Cutter, get out."
"Fine!" I shouted, slammed my palms against the door, and pushed myself back in the hallway. I grabbed the doorknob and pulled, slamming the door. I almost caught her fingers in
The TDST, 2323.
I was lying on my back in the grass outside the Radar Research Center, staring at pictures I'd taken on my phone. The Between base, the fountains, the way the atrium ceiling lit up like auroras. Cass, Krathax, pictures of San Francisco, even one of Jennifer the Art Student. The blue grass of this other Princeton, the pretty green co-ed I'd passed. I paused my impatient leafing when I got to Lumiel's picture, the one I'd taken earlier in the afternoon. She was sneering, her eyebrows peaking villainously.
You're a sad little man, C. What are you, without the rules of the SFPD to hold you on a track? You can't decide if you want to kill the guys who beat up that girl or just let 'em fall to the whims of the law. You can kill them, you know. The Interviewer really did hint you have a 'license to kill.'
"No one dies," I mumbled.
Okay, if you say so. I think you're a teenager again, wanting to test your boundaries.
The TDST, 2222.
We collared Emily at her class and escorted her away. Her classmates stared and gawked; apparently TDT presence was a big deal. If kayaking was Emily's cover, she'd already done her illicit business on the lake. So, the girl had no problem throwing a royal fit as we hauled her off.
"What is this? I haven't done anything!" Et cetera. Her whining created an auditory parade all the way to the campus PD office, where we borrowed an interview room.
We all squeezed the little gray room with the one-way mirror. Interview rooms like this were a Transdimensional constant in any world that resembled mine. Emily was still whining until I interrupted.
"We know you peddle the dope, kid."
Emily's mouth snapped shut. She looked at me dead on. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Your neighbor ratted you out."
"I don't even know my neighbor."
"He saw the thugs in suits, Emily," I accused. "And named you as a local dealer of noir."
Turn LeftTurn Left
I felt like writing a little explanation was relevant. The title, 'Turn Left' was inspired by a Doctor Who episode where Donna's entire life was altered by one decision: Should she turn right or left? I wrote this as an alternate timeline to our, where a Sorcerer's simple decision led him to a very different fate. So there, that's it X3
"Ooh, I don't wanna miss this one." I heard Ty say. I could practically see him leaning forward on his desk. He so seemed like the type of guy who'd do that when he got excited. "I know Kyle started that Jimmy thing, so don't try to pull that crap on us - what's your real name?"
"Yeah, dood, what is it anyway?" Jerome asked. "I've always been kinda curious."
I saw myself at a crossroads. I could go two ways from here. I could tell them and we could become better friends, or I could remain shrouded in mystery. Although the latter seemed totally badass, the prior seemed
Spider-Man Hail to the King Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen: Maximum Goblin.
"Osborn you bastard..." Mary Jane says as she and Peter's other family members looked on the television screen in their prison cell as they see the green gas turns those who breathe in it into laughing goblin-like mutants. They also see the muatated Goblin thugs mutate further in symbiote/goblin hybrids.
"Hey, you got a new cellmate." One of the goblin thugs said as the open the cell and push in Frances Barrison who looked drugged and had different bandages on her body.
"Shriek?!" MJ says in some fear as she remembers Shriek from Carnage's rampage.
"Not any more." The thug snickered as he locks the cell down.
It was then they see Frances huddles in corner with tears running down her cheeks from the horrors Jackal had put her through.
While this was happening, on the streets, Carlie and Lizard were now on the surface to see what the gas was doing.
"So he weaponized the Goblin gas. Clever bastard." Carlie growled as they now can see the utter destr
Oh No Sally 23 : by DruSally felt great. It had been a wonderfully successful week, with the FBI Director now behind bars and her "approval rating", according to Bill, going up and up. But even though Sally had defeated her most dangerous enemy, his appearance...and in such a position of power...made her wonder how many other evil villains were out there undertaking nefarious activities.
But Sally wasn't just after the glory jobs. She knew it was really important to look after the little things too. This is why Sally had shown up on Good Morning America without notice and announced her intention to conduct a national crackdown on bad driving.
"The death toll on our nations roads is already too high this year. From midday today until midday tomorrow, anybody endangering others with their driving shall have their vehicles confiscated."
Honouring her word, Sally hovered high over New York and watched the clock in Times Square click over to noon. As soon as it did her work began...
Though it was only noon,
Battalia: HuntsmanGrannde Enterprises was an old building, one that had been out of production since the war. It was home to Battalia that had protected Westkeep and the nearby area, closer to town than the Derelict Industries base was to Mechanicsville. Even so, it was heavily guarded, and yet...Something had broken through, and more shockingly, destroyed the Battalia units within.
Outside the base, a young man named Chase Sabre stood there. He was a traveller, chasing the very monstrosity that had caused this damage. Along the way he had seen more than his fair share of destroyed robots and wreckage, but what was scariest of all was the fact that someone he loved was arguably the cause of it all.
Still, his hunt was only half the reason he was there, the other half was the wrecked Battalia he had encountered on the dusty trail, Maria.
Chase recognized her as an awakened Battalia, ones that had adapted beyond the already powerful stock versions called “Blank slates”. They had observed human
LoE The Blackest Night = Bad Moon Rising
Aquastria; The Coral Castle of King Leo shortly before dawn six days after the Battle of Appleoosa.
"Are your instructions clear?" The old royal seapony asked, his voice sounding like a rumbling undersea volcano. The officers of the court floated next to the resting king who faced eight seaponies clad with the gold and silver bands and harnesses of the diplomatic service of the Kingdom of Aquastria.
"Yes majesty. Perfectly clear." Whirlpool replied. She closed her eyes and began reciting from memory her mission. "The royal envoy is to proceed to Manehatten and with aid of our magic wielders and the unicorns, then proceed to Canterlot where I am to give the Royal Sisters your majesty’s plea for aid against the monsters."
"Highness? Would not a pegasus messenger be more rapid? The Island of Feather Glow has a number of them from the Equestrian Guard for such messages."
The king nodded and gazed into Whirlpool's eyes. "An envoy is needed to show just how desperate
Gamma World: Tempus Fugitive: Chapter 8
With the omega city behind them and the open road stretching ahead, Cera was able to sit back and enjoy the journey. It was early summer and the scenery was actually quite pleasant. The land consisted of low, gently rolling hills covered with patchy forest of pine and assorted deciduous trees. The old highway cut through it in a straight line from east to west. Some of the low hills had exposed sections of rock, showing where the land had been blasted and bulldozed in the distant past to clear the way for the road.
About twenty kilometres down the road from the first bridge they encountered, they crossed another that was even shorter. The water beneath was more marsh than a river, and the span was so low and solid that Cera couldn’t tell the difference between highway and bridge. The asphalt was filled with cracks and there were some patches of exposed ground and grass growing here and there, but otherwise the ancient road had survived the last fift
Outlawed: part 3
The Road of Law was much like the other Vasthii streets they had been through, with a wide, dusty boulevard lined on either side by earth-colored cylindrical buildings. But here the buildings were larger, towering over the street with spiky, hornlike protrusions that jutted from above the windows and at the edge of the balconies, giving the thoroughfare a predatory atmosphere. The pedestrians too seemed, if not more intimidating, at least a bit more pompous, with their reptilian snouts held high and a good deal of gold dangling from their wardrobe.
Flyspur and Dr. Cloud walked down the center of the street, trying to follow the directions the shop owner had given them. They were looking for The Keepers of the Lock, a building that apparently held all the information for the detention center, they had been told to look for an identifying sign and blue
Venom/Elfen Lied: Venomous Vectors Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty Two: Final Battle Part 2
Everyone was stunned to what has happened. Kaede, potentially one of the most dangerous superhumans on earth, has bonded to the Venom symbiote, an alien organism that is said to potentially become a planetary plague. And her she is ready to fight off the symbiotically/cybernetically enhanced Kakuzawa.
"What'sss wrong Kakuzawa?!" Kaede hissed "What happened to all that talk about being a god?!"
"B-big sis?" Kokoro approached to his sister with an understandable amount of fear.
"Sssstay back..." Kaede says as the symbiote flows off her face, looking to her brother with the eyes of a sister "...and find somewhere to hide."
"Kaede, can you control it?" Flash asks Kaede as he knows how hard it is to control the symbiote.
"As long it can help be finish Kakuzawa..." Kaede says coldly as the symbiote flows over her face "...I could care lessss."
Getting over his fear, Kakuzawa eyes becam
TFAV The Expansion Wars TimelineThe Expansion Wars Timeline
Important note: What follows is archived records taken from declassified files from the Seraphim Archives (and recovered Decepticon Datatracks) regarding the Expansion wars. Due to the fact that countless engagements have been fought during The Expansion Wars between the Decepticons and the Seraphims during this period of time, only the major conflicts were listed here, along with a few important missions that contributed to the main conflict. As many classified missions still remain sealed by order of the Seraphim High Council, this timeline is by no means complete, and such an instance would be the period in the Expansion Wars known as "The Shadow War".
However, what follows is the most comprehensive timeline of the Expansion Wars to date.
[Somewhere between 4 – 3.7 Million Years before EOE] – Resources for the Decepticon war machine begin to run low. A certain starship resource, Unobtainium, is in extremely short supply and hence Megatron plot
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