Fiction
Just Take a Nap
Nap yawned, looked around for the source of all the commotion, and groggily took another nap. True to his name, he liked to take naps all day in a maintenance closet that had some nice warm piping. He knew all Read more…
Contemporary
Santa Fight Club
“That can’t possibly be a thing,” I said to my friend. “It is,” Derren said, punching his palm with his other fist. He was an angry gay man, he had beaten down plenty of assholes who had made fun of Read more…
Fiction
It is Sometimes an Appropriate Response to Reality to Just Go Insane
Joe wiped off his drool. Debra was passed out on his cock in the middle of a drugged out blowjob. He shoved her away and stood up. That was a mistake. He wobbled, sat back down and waited for the Read more…
Fiction
Nanodaemons: The Fir Smart-Tree
The fir treed initialised, finally out of its box. It checked its surroundings, it was on display at the seasonal shop in the biggest mall of the city.There were so many users around, it could feel the contribution waves of Read more…
Fiction
Metal Fever
“We can never use him, son,” the old man said. Hunter looked down at the hangar. It was enormous, large enough to fit the Jaeger. “But he’s ready to go, Mr. Thomson. He’s just sitting there.” “Metal Fever has cost Read more…
Fiction
Hot Jupiter
“Why, oh why, did I volunteer for this?” Dytis cried out moments before the jump. He looked down at the swirling clouds of the gas giant. The shapes and swirls were mesmerising, like an endless cup of latte and him Read more…
Fiction
The Last Stargunner
“This plan sucks,” the yellow alien said. “No, can’t you see? It’s brilliant!” the green alien said, throwing his arms in the air. “Brilliant!” “Okay, whatever. We’re doomed anyway, might as well try this crazy scheme of yours,” the yellow Read more…
Fiction
Custody Battle for Little Johnny
“What do you mean, ‘you’ll each get a half’?” the boy’s father asked. The judge leaned back on his leather chair. “Half a child each, half goes to you, and half goes to your ex-wife,” he said, pointing towards her. Read more…
Fiction
Simming Problem, My Ass
“Once you’d created your population of realistically reacting and – in a necessary sense – cogitating individuals, you had – also in a sense – created life. The particular parts of whatever computational substrate you’d devoted to the problem now Read more…
Fantasy
Love is a Car Wreck
Ten years ago. It was a time when producers had money to throw around. Films were made and car chases could fit in every movie’s budget. Plutarch was having the time of his life around that time, getting gigs Read more…