
Standing StillThe kitchen had run out of coffee. There was still the synthetic brown sludge that came out of an unmarked can and required watering down, but anything resembling the byproduct of a bean, or really anything living couldn't be found.Standing Still3 hours ago in Short Stories
Doctor Anderson sipped the lukewarm brown liquid and finished typing up the email she'd been working on for a half hour. Protocol required her to file weekly reports with the head psychologist. For a second her glance fell upon the photo of her family and for a moment she wished video chat was a possibility, but this far from Sol the only form of communication that could be transmitted fast enough was text-onl

Disturbed, Sacred Lie My Conviction Is Stronger Today, As I Fight To Uncover Your Sacred LieDisturbed, Sacred Lie58 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
The rain pounded the window rhythmically, and Scalpel sat on the inside of it, sheltered from the rain. She recollected on her recent escapes and many at the hands of the small rag-tag group of critter's that she now so dutifully defended. Slippy, Kiwise and not least of them, Chromaa. She recalled frighteningly that she was found by the Humans, and was sought out for her skin, her hide.
She shuddered thinking of what they would have done to her, were it not for the cluster of creatures she could now call friends that curled around her, and the makeshift fireplace peace

SoonSoon…Soon4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Karou scowled, watching her new captors, picking at her handcuffs again, trying to free her hands to work some magic. Then the fat one came over to her, “Be still”, he rumbled.
Karou snarled at him, “Make me.”
He simply knelt beside her, key in hand. After about twenty minutes, Karou sat still, even when the man picked up her wrists and unlocked the cuffs. “Are you hurt?”
“Screw you-“she stopped, watching him cautiously, “Why are you asking?”
“Because we need to leave, if you are unable to travel, I will need to carry you.”
“I’m fine!” she

Legado: Droides.En el año 5050 de la Humanidad, un ordenador computa a la misma velocidad que un cerebro humano por primera vez. Antes de concluir el siglo LI, la computación cibernética había aprendido a imitar los procesos cerebrales y desarrollado la iniciativa suficiente para hallar soluciones genuinas a aquellos acontecimientos que era incapaz de replicar, dada sus circunstancias no biológicas. Como consecuencia de la evolución tecnológica e influencia directa humana, las inteligencias artificiales alcanzaron la autosuficiencia y autoconsciencia.Legado: Droides.6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
La primera reacción humana fue contradictoria: part

CAE: Margretta"My Moms always loved each other very much. And they should, both my Moms have gone through a lot and good for them finding happiness. My Mothers opted to have children between them, not just adopted; but real blood kids. And why not? History says in 2561 a universal plague struck. Its an awful thing to go over in history class, but more importantly it rendered both my mothers sterile. So, they went through a lab that had ties to the choffie; they had to travel out to Lausur for it. Lucine agreed to combine her DNA with a Petraergo, something my parents decided based on their own fathers. Or I think anyway. I have no idea who my Dad was, he wCAE: Margretta43 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This

Teen Titans: GothamThere are many different areas where a person is able to go to. From average farmlands in the country for a simple life of workin the garden and feeding the livestock, to busy cities where one can experience all the excitement the city has to offer. These cities also call home to many teenage heroes and villains to go around. Steel City and Jump city are just a few of these super kids "playgrounds of crime and justice". It's Jump city in particular that started the HIVE and Titans academies and training grounds to make sure they at their best (or baddest). These places, despite all this lead back to one place...Gotham City.Teen Titans: Gotham2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
You go and ask a

Legado: Clon.Los primeros laboratorios de clonación, a mediados del s XXI, desarrollaban órganos en impresoras tridimensionales a partir de células madre del receptor del trasplante. Pero a veces, el mayor sufrimiento de un ser humano no se debe a la pérdida de un órgano, si de un sistema orgánico complejo completo. De otro ser humano, quiero decir.Legado: Clon.3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Para las primeras décadas del siglo XXII, los laboratorios de clonación- lejos de las intenciones representadas en aquellas antiguas novelas y películas de ciencia ficción- empezaron a clonar sujetos complejos enteros, sugestionándol

The MechromancerI stared at the robot. It had been a long time since I first saw the large metal beast roaming the streets, shining in the sun. Now, after years of training, I was finally qualified to pilot one. I was about to step forward, when I suddenly recalled the day I first saw one the Mecha Fighters. One second I was next to the machine, the next I was back in my childhood.The Mechromancer3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was walking down the street, when out the corner of my eye I saw a dark blur come crashing down. There were screams and people ran, but I turned to look at what was happening. I saw a child, no more than five or six, pinned down my an Invader. The thick black exoskeleton was oozing with a slimy, neon blue paralyzing toxin. The child was screaming, his mouth stuck open, unable to move at all. At the time, I had no idea what was going on. All I knew was that I was supposed to run from the Invaders. I turned to run, but immediately came face to face with one of the alien bugs. I froze. The Invader moved forward

Legado: Ciborg.Para nosotros, la guerra evolutiva comenzó mucho antes de que los Prometeos intentaran exterminarnos. De hecho, la mayoría de nosotros ni siquiera se ha cruzado con un Prometeo y apenas ha podido tratar con un Ultori, porque ambas razas tienen un especial interés por la Tierra, un mundo al que no pertenecemos, por el que perdimos el interés cuando nos expulsaron de él.Legado: Ciborg.4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
No fue una guerra propiamente dicha, ni un éxodo como tal. No hubo ningún edicto ni se aprobó ninguna condena concreta, sencillamente la tecnología evolucionó y se descubrieron sistemas que permitían