RenewRenew7 years ago in The Future of Holidays
The pig carcass filled most of the stainless tub where the delivery men had laid it. Freshly slaughtered, but not butchered, it had taken four of them to lift it there. None of them spoke to Rinnovi, only pausing for him to sign for the animal before they left.
On the way to the door, one of the men pointed at the stickers affixed to virtually every item in the house; black typewritten names and addresses on white shipping labels. The leader of the group nudged him and shook his head 'no', before hurrying him out the door.
Rinnovi poured a scotch, and turned on the kitchen vid display, his own visage peering back at him with a smile. He froze the frame, leaving the remote on the island beside the second stainless tub.
"Osiris, prepare to renew." He spoke aloud to the empty room.
"Preparations underway." The voice, angel soft and faintly Irish filled the room seemingly from everywhere at once. Both of the tubs began to fill with a steaming viscous liquid, spattering against the steel, a
WakeThe sun was falling through the sky, and Sara shivered; the atmosphere was too thin. She crouched low on her hoverboard and leaned forward, hugging the ground as she zipped past the air buoys that marked the allowed paths. The buoys bobbed in the air with the undulations of the atmospheric currents, little orbs of color set adrift in the heavens.Wake7 years ago in The Future of Holidays
It had been a while since she had needed to race the sun home, since she had seen it this low in the sky, dull and orange and more than a little hazy. It was so much more elegant when it was balanced above them--it was fuller then, more majestic. Dusk was not a beautiful time.
The sun was wet, runny, like a dull egg yolk sliding down the cupped atmosphere of their little planet. It highlighted the solar strips embedded in her board, sending them glittering, and patted ghosts of yellow and orange on Saras upturned nose with a bristled brush. With the light fingers of a thief, it glanced into the pack on her back, fumbling over the straps
Reality Vision.Twisted RealityReality Vision.7 years ago in The Future of Holidays
A droplet of water dangled from the ceiling. It clung on as dearly as it could, but being unable to talk, it couldnt call for help and, in such a large metropolis, no-one would notice it to save it from losing its grip. Swiftly, it slipped from the tattered roof and fell into the shallow pool forming underneath. Another droplet was already beginning to form on the ceiling, reflections of the surrounding metal walls being twisted through it as it swelled and, eventually, suffered the same fate as the many droplets before it.
The walls were thin and corrugated, and had devolved over the years from a swish silver to the current muddy brown. Just like the floor, they were moist hence the rust peppered across them as casually as seasoning across untested food. In one corner of the room, a metallic puppet shook violently as water dripped into its unsealed circuits. Its mouth shuttered open and closed as it squealed violently, its eyes conveying
Bliss XMass- A Sci-Fi HolidayCome on, kids! Its time for the story! the nursery droid called, her carefully programmed voice resonating with the traditional joy and love so long associated with XMass.Bliss XMass- A Sci-Fi Holiday7 years ago in The Future of Holidays
There was a sudden series of whirrs as each of the 3 doors to the nursery slid open, and her charges, from tiny not-walks to the older junior-techs flew through, pulling themselves through the air with the assistance of the handles found on the walls of the colony station for just that purpose. The droid waited with seeming patience as each of her charges lowered themselves onto the cushions scattered about the room, and then closed the doors and activated the artificial gravity. There was the familiar (to the children, not the droid) moment of disorientation, then the children leaned forward eagerly for the story. The story was a bit of an antique, truthfully, but one that children all throughout the system still enjoyed at this time of year.
The droid scanned each
The future of the holidaysThe light had changed over the years. Not brighter, or dimmer, but something about it suggested that it was not the same bright star that watched over those first Christmases so many years ago. Not that there was anybody around that could remember how it had been of course they were all long gone.The future of the holidays7 years ago in The Future of Holidays
The star that now hung in the sky over the crater-pitted desert was larger than any other in the night sky. It squatted behind the earth, illuminating all with its blood-red glow, and lighting a path for the missiles to follow.
Another bomb fell, fireworks to celebrate the New Year. There was nobody left to appreciate its explosive splendour they were all long gone; robots from a time gone by built and fired the rockets at pre-programmed targets that no longer had any meaning.
A family of cockroaches scuttled away from the site of impact. They didnt know that, somewhere on the other side of the world, a colony of robots were one by one shutting down. They had exhausted the
Not even a mouseCrash!Not even a mouse7 years ago in The Future of Holidays
A glass ball shattered on the ground, catching the attention of the cameras in the room. They quickly scanned the area and found the culprit. A mouse had found its way to the first branches on a tree. Red eyes reflected on the broken glass illuminating its metallic body. Out of the garland-laced wall came a small claw. In one swift movement it caught the metal mouse and lifted it to a calendar display on the wall. December 24 stretched across the screen. The mouses ears perked up and it knew what to do. Once it scurried into a hole in the wall, the red glow darkened and the cameras reset to await the next day.