Tomorrow, the System Defender, Captain White, fell on his ass in humiliating circumstances. Here is how it will happened. Exactly somewhere between Mercury and Pluto, which is to say perfectly and imprecisely in the center of the edge of the system, his trirem, Remember the Argo, finally will overtake the Cymbal of Evil, flagship of … Continue reading A Standard Space Tale, by NoMan
Mutant XX Embryo, by Edward R. Heard A man wearing a black wool cap and an overcoat slips through the narrow opening at the gate of a chain-link fence. He ducks into the shadow of a building. The dumpster beside him – labeled Geneticorp Laboratories, BIOHAZARD – exudes a rancid chemical odor that stings his … Continue reading Mutant XX Embryo, by Edward R. Heard
A man wearing a black wool cap and an overcoat slips through the narrow opening at the gate of a chain-link fence. He ducks into the shadow of a building. The dumpster beside him -- labeled Geneticorp Laboratories, BIOHAZARD -- exudes a rancid chemical odor that stings his nose. He looks up at the sky … Continue reading Mutant XX Embryo, by Edward R. Heard
Oh my god, let me tell you, it was so totally drama! One minute we were just sitting there at the café, drinking our non-fat sugar-free French vanilla lattes, and the next, wham, it was total alien invasion! And Bruce was just vaporized, like he wasn’t even there. Just a puff of smoke. Not even … Continue reading Kasha Chatham, Alien Fighter-Person, by Katherine Sanger
When the ship crash-landed on the blue and green planet, we thought, at first, that a terrible tragedy had befallen us, and we had failed. * * * But then we learned that our mission was complete. * * * Like the youths of Athena sent to the mighty Minotaur we were to be the … Continue reading Giving Thanks, by Katherine Sanger
"Remember the senator who was attacked by Triffids?" He caught me unawares; he always does. He only shares a few stories a year, always on the trail, never at the Fire Watch. And always after dinner, when I am cleaning up. He leans back against the tree, stirs the bowl of his pipe and relights … Continue reading The Day of the Kudzu, by William Suboski
Detective Lace zipped up her uniform and stepped into her hovercraft. Her suit was a single one-piece, skin-tight, navy blue, stretching from her ankles to her head. She pulled the hood over her hair; it clung to her scalp like a diving cap. It was thin as a ply of toilet paper - and one … Continue reading The Nemesis, by T.L. Rese
Last lecture delivered from the podium of the Department of Philosophy of the Free University of San Francisco. - July the 4th, 2184 Friends, academics, and fellow mutants, I address you today in my capacity of new Chairman of the Socratic Society, on the first, and probably the last day of my tenure. Thank you … Continue reading ‘The Last Coffee Shop Philosopher’ by Koos Kombuis
It's the same every night. The same nightmare every night for weeks. It never changes, and that makes it all the worse. In the nightmare, I'm only six years old. Even though I know I'm really sixteen, it doesn't matter. You can only run so fast when you've got the legs of a kindergartner. In … Continue reading ‘The Man in the Cowboy Hat’ by Jude Coulter-Pultz
Illustration by Romeo Esparrago Sir Lochlan Mayes’s breaths were coming hard as he bent over in the stifling heat scorching the city streets of Goldenshore. It had been especially hot this summer on the coast of the Southern Sea, and today was no different. Lochlan put his hands on his knees, watching the sweat drip … Continue reading ‘Three Gold Pieces’ by Brock L. Noel
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