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Showing posts with label science fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label science fiction. Show all posts

Saturday, May 5, 2007

genre unknown

plot: pre-apocalypse/revolution. boy and girl thrust together, split. girl kidnapped, raped, broken. boy left temporarily broken-hearted, finds new girl, misses first the whole time. but fadingly.
girl returns and finds boy. goes after him and finds him with the new girl. he runs away with (original) girl only to discover that she didn't escape, but that she was send to find him/actually believes in "the cause." she takes him to her "home" with the revolutionists (called "the ventriloquists"). close with him allowing brainwashing out of despair. (?)
[for the record, i probably just spoiled the story. ^_^]

August 8, 2103 Philadelphia Inquirer [this will have appropriate news format]
Mayor Assasinated, Assistant Steps-up
Early this morning, police responding to a 911 call from Mayor ___________'s home discovered Mrs. ____________ weeping over the body of the mayor. She reported that a masked man had broken into the home and killed her husband, telling her to relay a typed note to the police and to the media. That note, reproduced here, reads
to our dear city:
today, 08.08.2103, is the day that we have begun our revolution. today, the eighth day of the eighth month of a year intolerable, is your last breath of foul air before our force clears your lungs and frees your minds from the smog of oppression.
tomorrow, you will suffer, but you will know the truth and the future will bring you comfort and freedom. our forces have begun only today, in anonymity, but you will know us and we will call to you.
ours,
the vulgar streak.


Assistant mayor Hale/Hail [i'll decide on one of these] has condemned the writers of this note, calling them killers and has already established a polices task force to find and bring to justice the commiters of this heinous crime. Assistant mayor Hail [decided?] is acting as mayor for now and will continue to do so until the elections next November. He will formally address the public in a press release to be issued later in the week.

"Well, isn't that just typical? The moment things in office start to get hairy, the mayor goes and gets himself killed. Typical!"
"Daddy, that's unfair and cruel! You read the news: he was murdered in his home. He didn't even go anywhere!"

science fiction - long

The ground gulped greedily at the proffered fluid. As each drop began its sizzling trip from pitcher to parched earth, a small girl trembled in anticipation of her own relief. Salarek was what could be called a lonely planet, desolate, even. The few hardy inhabitants quenched their desert thirst by forcing water from air to rain down in artificial showers long ago invented by generous masters.
Each dweller on Salarek had an assigned task to complete, each according to his or her ability. And each contributed. This was not a discriminatory planet. From the smallest child, imported from the outer worlds, to the busiest machine, all were employed and all useful. Of the few laws governing Salarek, because it was a loosely governed home, the greatest was work, hearkening to some ancient, unremembered concept of the Protestant work ethic, perhaps.

  • Salarek: dusty planet of hard work and harsh discipline -- hardly enforced because, while loosely governed, it is strictly punished - if only by death from thirst or retaliation by one's peers. this planet is close to the star duo at the center of the planets.
  • Ataren: industrial planet entirely run by machines and, thus, strict. machines are sentient and, in a small way, capable of feeling very religious. what doubts?
  • Qual/Kwol: this planet is inhabited by untamed tribes of indigenous people (or are they just untamed planetarians .. australia-esque?). tribal people who cooperate with each other for survival and war. planet is heavily booby-trapped and people there hate planetarians. this planet is much like earth of old, with oceans, bodies of water, deserts, forests, plains, and TRASH.
  • Planet: the home world. breeds children from people reporting from other worlds. selective breeding pairs bright with bright, low with low, and mixes. planet isn't just a breeding colony, though, it is also the hub of government and commerce. people come here for supplies and pay with resource certificates. this is a water planet.