Captain on the bridge! – Officer Xi screamed. Yamamoto shook his head slowly. He was very sure he had communicated to all officers not to announce his arrival to the bridge. Look here. We are space pirates, not UFA soldiers. – Whispered Captain Yamamoto to Xi. Yes Captain! – replied Officer Xi as he put…
Science Fiction
NoAI
Ma!!!! The scream bounced back and forth against the metallic wall like a ping pong ball till it reached the ears of Mrs. Joanno.Mirrales. She dropped the remote control from her hand and rushed out of the bedroom. It shouldn’t have taken her too long to reach the living room as it was just another…
Writers’ Journal #251 – Type of stories
Possible type of stories that I came up with , Questions Answers 1 Answers 2 1. Background of the story universe. Earth depleted its resources A Professor finds a similarities across ancient languages using a super computer 2. What is happening? What is the issue or struggle? Earth depends on mining on outer planets for…
Writers’ Journal #250 – What type of sci-fi ?
I will write a sci-fi , or science fiction , but what type? What is it what I want to say or what the character wants to show? What is the story about? Let’s make a list .. Background of the story universe. What is happening? What is the issue or struggle? How is it…
Writers’ Journal #114 – Nowhere Man
Space and time are the same, or so that was what they said to me then. I am the proof that it is so. But you can’t see me because I no longer exists from your point-of-view. I have traveled in time, but, traveled in space. Let me begin my story at the beginning. It…
Writers’ Journal #112 – Scorched Earth – Complete & Edited
It has been 32 years since humanity had escaped the planet Earth for good. Centuries of civilisation depending on the natural resources meant that by 23rd century, surface of the Earth resembled the cities after World War 3. Mighty Jungles and raging rivers had disappeared from the face of the earth, only to remain as display sets in the art museums. Winds blowing at near Cat 5 hurricanes swept everything on the surface with relentless energy.
Writers’ Journal #111 – Scorched Earth – 24 – The End
I should stop here because I can think of several twists, but it will not end and will go everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Let’s end the story here as mission succeeded. There was a sacrifice, Dio could come back, but the ship and the people on it returned safely. I will post the entire story tomorrow, after going through self-editing, and call it a day with Neva and Dio. Thank you for sticking through the story with me and hopefully my next story would be much better than this.
Writers’ Journal #110 – Scorched Earth – 23
Then the whole show halted just as it started without warning. Colors merged into the green light as it was before. We stood firmly on the ground like statues with our mouths opened wide enough for the ship itself to be emerged from them. I had to force a slap myself to make my body move from the events that just taken place right in front of me. Something had happened since Dio went into the light. Could he had brought back the ship like we intended? The static noise from the scanner suddenly echoed through the silence.
Writers’ Journal #109 – Scorched Earth – 22
“Let’s prepare for the trip, shall we?” Dio broke the silence with a cheerful tone. It was a one-way trip and he knew it. But he, like the rest, knew there was no other options but to risk it all. We weren’t sure if the instruction from ages long would still work. Perhaps, the machinery had been upgraded, the owners evolved into more advanced forms and had abandoned their project. We would never know, but we had to risk it all. Would Dio even know what to do at the other end, if he ever got there? Questions without answers echoed in our minds as Dio packed for the journey into the unknown.
Writers’ Journal #108 – Scorched Earth – 21
Once all of us took the implication in, silence fell on us like a giant boulder crushing the ants. Stopping the transmission would mean that one of us would have to be a sacrificial lamb, if successful. But whether the mission was successful, he would be stuck on the other side of the signal and could never come back.