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ufohio · 1 month

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Stress and Excitement as City of 150,000 Prepares for a Whole World’s Fair

Cleveland, Ohio—Roughly an hour due south and then a little to the left of Cleveland lies the small city of Earth, Ohio, a historic pilot’s town and rocket epicenter that’s been quietly thriving near Wooster for hundreds of years. But why do we think of Earth as quiet? As Clevelanders, it’s easy to be caught up in the sparkle and shine of our city’s zipping rocket traffic and silvery lakeshores and get to thinking of anything less as rural and uneventful. But in fact, the city of Earth has been appearing and reappearing in history books for as long as it’s been around.

It was in Earth, after all, that Amy Earhart II launched her historic solo flight across the torus-shaped sea of looming asteroids that now populate the spaceway tourist traps and rest stops along Flight Path 66. And it was in Earth that June Skipper landed, after becoming the first person ever to skydive from above the atmosphere. It was in Earth, ten years ago, that the last toxic ecological accident on this planet occurred.

And now, perhaps in part to celebrate its many successes while also making up for its greatest shame, Earth, Ohio, is being true to its name and hosting an event of positively planet-sized proportions: The 2157 World’s Fair—coinciding with this upcoming Earth Day, no less.

It’s exciting for not just the small city but also Cleveland and all of Ohio—and indeed, Ohioans have been talking about it ever since the year turned over in January. And yet, when the decision to host the event was first announced four years ago, many resented the idea.

“They called it foolhardy,” says the former mayor of Earth, Ohio. “Earth Day is a big travel day, of course; everyone wants to get back to the home planet for the holidays, and we know that—we get twice as much travel as Wooster does on Earth Day, you know.”

Local city rivalries aside, the date has caused some arguably justified panic over rocket parking and sky capacity. The city already celebrates a crowded Earth Day each year, with many local festivities enjoyed by residents and their loved ones. Several small businesses in the area have also found opportunities to share with their communities on Earth Days past. The fear this year is that with traffic choked by visitors to the fair, community traditions will have to be canceled and loved ones returning from the Solar System might not be able to find a clear path down to the planet in the days preceding the event.

“I know it’s good for the city’s image and whatnot,” says local resident Jill Cometmann. “But to me, Earth Day is about family and the ground below our feet and the roots we all share.” Deciding not to risk her sister's absence on April 22, Jill intends to head to their mother's place in Indiana for the holidays. “It's a pain, but it's the only guarantee I'll have that everyone can be in the same place, I think.”

Other residents, like Ray Scott, agree with Jill. “The city sold out Earth Day with this fiasco!” argues Ray. “They weren't thinking about us at all!”

But the former mayor of Earth, Ohio, says that's just not true.

“We went after this event because we believe in the city of Earth. We've come so far from the disaster ten years ago, and our city has so much to share with the world—from futuristic meteorological wonders to planet-friendly marvels and ultra hope-modern accessibility aids, this fair will be a huge leap forward for mankind. We'll have celebrities and food—and our local businesses will flourish. We're really out there to show the whole world a good time this year, to show everyone how bright our future could be, and to stand proud as good stewards of the Earth and all its creatures.”

The 2157 World's Fair, “Earthstravaganza: The Greatest Future on Earth” will take place April 22 to April 29 and feature dazzling visions of the past and future, hosted by the proud city of Earth.

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dnschmidt · 1 month

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The Necator Invasion

We were nervous when the Necator's ships first appeared. As the needle-like craft surrounded the earth, the media was in such a panic! After all, our books and movies had been telling us for over a century that alien invaders wanted us dead. But it turned out so different!

The Necator are actually quite kind. Even though we aren't in charge anymore, we can still pick our leaders. Vote Team Purple for slightly more food rations, or Team Pink for slightly more water! Which one are you going to pick? It's an important choice, so research your options. Remember, Be A Good Human!

Sure, both teams are alien parasites that drink our cerebrospinal fluid, but what are you going to do? Vote third party?

#short fiction #flash fiction #science fiction stories #aliens #parasites #funny stuff

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pink-writer-girl · 4 months

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Escape from DIAM

Commission I did for Diamond Dragonz on amino

Warning ⚠️: has blood and violence

“Rubi, hurry! I saw a place over here where you can hide”, the woman, a tall, lean frame obscured by darkened by long robes of different tints of purple that flowed down as she hovered seamlessly into the air, pointed out, her gaze, hidden underneath the shadow of the cloak upon her head look over at her fleeing companion.

The young man let out a husked, tired pant as he limped his way towards the woman, his teeth clenched as he gripped his hands around the rusted silver staff, pressing it against the ground and inching forwards, the look upon his face that of pure horror, his eyes hugged by thick reddened veins and his blonde hair splayed over his face and wet with a sheen of sweat.

Must not…stop, he berated himself, his gaze slowly lifting up towards the woman, looking into the distance and making out what seemed to be the silhouette of a translucent fence that stood in front of an equally translucent building.

The young man looked back and forth just to make sure before dashing towards the structure, his dragging foot throbbing with each step, his gaze turning back once more in fear to the distance behind him, he used his hand to feel around for the entrance before pushing his way inside

He wheezed deeply, placing his hands against the door and pushing, it wasn’t precisely heavy but the old metal was rusted, rubbing against the concrete ground and made a shrilling noise that rang against his ears, a sudden pain shot down his side, Not now, he urged, looking down to his injured, bruised side, the damage was much more than he had expected, severely limiting his movement and strength, his hands clenching over the yellow and green metal and pushed, the floor cracking as he pushed it close.

He let out a sigh, going over to sit down against a cracked up wall, his eyes turning looking around at the inside, a translucent, almost soothing massive lobby, with iridescent walls that allowed him to see to the outside, the and tables, strangely crafted in the same way and equally without color and transparent had mostly been flipped over. Judging by what he saw this building hadn't been here in a very long time, but he could not be certain, all he could see were the shadows, by all legal and medical standards he was blind... the genetic disease that he had inherited from his mother and that had claimed her had been passed onto him, his gaze turned down, a sea of shades shrouding the floors of the abandoned property, his mind conjuring images of the beloved woman…how much he missed her.

"How bad is it?” the woman questioned as she approached, her eyes looking down at the injury, a gashing, profound cut over his side, blood flowing in long streams of crimson intercalated with sickly glimmers of white and yellow pus, falling to the ground in brief but constant droplets.

“This isn't good" she determined, her pale, old hand reaching to cover her mouth in utter disgust.

“I…I…”The blonde groaned trying to stand up and articulate words, “I need to go back” those awakened need me" he said, gritting his teeth as he attempted to stand, only for another wave of pain to shot down, his mouth opening, letting out a silent gasp as he plummeted to the ground.

”Rubi, you're not back out there!" The woman sternly said, her magenta eyes frowning down at him, a prolonged, tense silence following, none of them pronouncing word or moving until the sound of a passing car caused them to snap, the woman flinching slightly.

" Wait here...I look to see if it's them”, she ordered, turning her gaze to the window.

" Wait...Elise", he called out, stretching his hand and gazing as the hooded figure went right through the wall,he let out a sigh, allowing his head to lay back against the cold, iridescent ground,he hated feeling so useless.

Elise scanned the massive area before her, eyes firm, attentive to any figure that approached, she had discovered that the car they had seen was just passing by so there was nothing out the ordinary, the sound sirens and screeching of cats and dogs along with the occasional criminal making a ruckus like normal in the old part of town flooded her ears, uncomfortable and horrid but not unexpected. She decided to go up aways to see if DIAM had given the local police a bulletin of them yet.

Going off into the distance to look around, listened to the many passing byers and shopkeepers talking about the recent DIAM raid.

"Did you hear?”, a man sitting outside the local bar asked with a worried tone, “It appears DIAM rounded up more if those freaks?”

Across the street a woman standing close to a small book stand whispered to the attendant,” it's so scary...that these types of…. people... would be near us”, she said, even from her hushed voice Ruby could note the fear, the shuddering in her voice.

“DIAM is nothing but trouble, they come in and soon turn into Marshall law saying it for the good of our society’”, one shopkeeper said angrily signaling at the damage from the raid to his shop.

"I just don't understand...they're people like us right?”, a teen questioning,“I knew one of them they never did anything wrong”, the young man saying as he went through Elise, like he didn't even see she was there, he couldn’t see her, none of them could, she looked down, gazing upon her gnarled but translucent hands, she was dead...her life taken by those who were after Rubi.

She died…she died but didn't leave, her souls had wandered, reaching out in desperation to many people, just find someone to talk to, only children or animals could see her... though the animals often got spooked, barking clawing at her ethereal form and the children would forget after the parents would laugh at the notion of their child meeting a ghost.

She thought she would be lonely forever but eventually she found Rubi... though they had their problems at first for many reasons they eventually found common ground in wanting to help the awakened and stop DIAM's cruelty.

They’re innocent, she had told herself, They don’t deserve this tyranny.

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Rubi breathed in and out hoarsely as he looked to his side, a thick puddle of blood forming over the ground and under his arm, he was gonna need attention soon.

He couldn't help but think about everything leading to who he was now: His mother's death, his poor decision to take the same career as his work-addict father to get close to him, only to be fired due to his genetic disease, from getting being kicked out the military to earning this power..the loss of his sight but the gaining of his power, the power to see into Auras, into the hidden nature, a blessing, many would say.

A blessing… he thought bitterly, that was what the mystics and hidden occults he had met called it, no, this was no blessing, no gift, this was a curse, the one reason DIAM had taken an interest in such a low, pathetic being such as him.

He was so naive back then, so desperate to be useful and make his father proud, choosing to become the guinea pig for Project Av, a tool for the government to use his abilities to find awakened like him, he didn't realize until he met Elise just was happening those innocent people…they were being hurt…it was during that time he decided to break free his "masters"...to go with Elise and save lives from DIAM’s tyranny.

He sighed deeply leaning back against the wall lifting his head back “Dad…would you even be proud of me today?” He questioned, his voice barely above a whisper, he hadn’t spoke to his father in such a long time, the government would likely have listed him as “deceased”, a sigh escaped his lips, it was probably for the best though, as long as he stayed away his father wouldn't used him against. His eyes flickered for a moment, closing slowly, the world around him slowly banishing, submerged in a mantle of darkness, as the comfort of sleep finally claimed him.

" Rubi!" Elise’s voice wrenched him from his sleep, his eyes shooting open as they watched Elise descending, her figure and the translucent world slightly blurred, ”I found a way for you to receive help" she said, quickly taking his hand, helping him limp towards the back of the house near the back door, the concrete floor lied shattered, splintered, a large chunk missing, leaving a small patch of the soil it had been built over, ”Put the mud on you face and take off your jacket”, she instructed, pointing a finger towards the brown, moist ground.

The blonde blinked in confusion, giving her a strange look, as if he was hoping she was only joking, yet her firm, serious gaze indicated she wasn’t not joking, " Elise why am I doing…”

" Don't ask right now! Just put mud on your clothes and give it some rips" she told him.

The young man let out a sigh, slowly reaching down, his hands trembling as they reached to touch against the cold, moist ground, a shudder escaping his lips at the feeling of the small, pastry feel sliding between his fingers, Just…just do it, he told himself, taking a deep breath before clasping his hands, lifting a small, rounded patch and reaching to place it against his face.

By the Time he was finished he looked like a dirty loiterer "Elise what the point of this?”, he questioned in disbelief, his entire form shivering at the raspy, feel of the soil over his skin and the putrid scent, “I smell like a bump…”, he complained.

"That's the point!”, she pointed out with a snap of her fingers, “The police are rounding up the homeless right now because of the search for you they're bringing them to the shelter, if you go with them and blend in you can go to the shelter you can receive medical attention”.

He blinked at this before he stood up, struggling to stand up and gritting his teeth through the pain, he eventually was able to stand up limping his way out the door, he followed Elise to where the police where guiding the rest of the homeless onto the bus, being wary of being caught, knowing he didn't really have a choice in the matter at the moment but if he was recognized he would be immediately taken back, luckily he blended in well thinking he was just another disabled homeless man the police let him on.

Rubi moved slowly back and kept his head down, sighing, Elise was sitting right next to him the whole time as the bus started up and drove off.

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oakendesk · 6 months

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Science Fiction Stories Mar 1957

Edmund Emshwiller

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gameraboy2 · 2 years

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Science Fiction Stories, April 1943 Illustration by Milton Luros

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pulpsandcomics2 · 4 months

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Future Sept 1950

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nicolascajamarca · 7 months

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"Preserving the Flow: A Water Conservation Crusade"

Definition

Story: A narration of a chain of events told or written in prose or verse.Also called: a short story. a piece of fiction, briefer, and usually less detailed than a novel.

Tales: A tale is a comparatively simple narrative, either fictitious or true, written or recounted orally in prose or in verse. A tale often recounts a strange event, focusing on something or someone exotic, marvelous, or even supernatural.

Science Fiction: Fiction based on imagined future scientific or technological advances and major social or environmental changes, frequently portraying space or time travel and life on other planets.

Science Fiction Story

In the current year 2099, we find ourselves with a terrible crisis of scarcity of natural resources, such as food, water and oil, as well as other resources that human beings have not known how to conserve in the best way and are now generating a global collapse. First, I am Commander Mike Shaw and I am an intertemporal mission specialist. and my team is tasked with traveling back in time to make changes that create a better future. We need to be agile. Secondly, Time travel is allowed from the year 2090 through airplanes that break the barrier between space and time, and allow us to reach other places, also establishing an arrival time. The main idea is to travel to 2030, when the US government was developing a sustainable resources plan, we would have to achieve the mission without having contact with them, that is, anonymously. A piano play could generate a big change. Then we would give them a sustainable conservation plan for the future. Although we are going to generate a great change in history, it is dangerous to intervene directly with so many humans of that time. If that happens, consequently we will be able to cause much worse paradoxes for the future. In the same way We have to generate a very well specified plan, generating so little changes. Last, I will name the 4 members of my team, Ryan, Michael, Dave and Keyra. Before the trip, there were many doubts...

Commander!!! we are in serious danger by not having a clear plan! Keyra said with excitement.

Sir we should plan this operation better! Dave said.

Gentlemen, we are prepared soldiers, we must deal with the pressure, especially if the world no longer has time, Keyra you are a patient person, use that courage. This not for dollars, is for the humanity...!!, I said with determination.

After arriving at our destination (2030), my team and I infiltrated the archives of the United States Department of Defense. When we left we had mishaps, and some ballistic conflicts, it was like a war while it lasted. There is no video, but it shows a capsule of violence.

Where is Dave? DAVEEE!!, I said

We have zero contact with Dave…, Michael said.

Unfortunately, we returned home with one less man, we left him in second place, Dave did not survive the shooting in the middle of the mission, likewise, the integrity of the ship was affected, but finally the comforting thing was seeing a new world and a 2099 with resources. Once again the mission was a success, all that remains is to write it down on the agenda.

References

Guides: Science fiction - Greensburg Campus: What is science fiction? (s. f.). https://pitt.libguides.com/scifi#:~:text=Usually%20f

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Definition of tale. (2023). En Merriam-Webster Dictionary. https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/tale#:~:text=1,an%20intentionally%20untrue%20report%20%3A%20falsehood

Definition of story. (2023). En Merriam-Webster Dictionary. https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/story

Redirect notice. (s. f.). https://www.google.com/url?sa=i&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.freepik.es%2Ffotos-premium%2Ftiempo-como-agua-es-concepto-agua-goteo-goteando-reloj-vidrio-idea-creativa-salvar-agua-sobre-fondo-azul-calentamiento-global_32200676.htm&psig=AOvVaw2B0T5sYfqln7iGjUblVz83&ust=1697260823871000&source=images&cd=vfe&opi=89978449&ved=0CBEQjRxqFwoTCKDfyLaj8oEDFQAAAAAdAAAAABAE

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