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Jaw Lock and The Doctor of Reflection
“It is silly- this metal heart of mine,” she says purposefully, raising her human hand with finger pad senses to trace along the large ornate locket grooves that sink deep into her chest. It appears as an oversized hanging necklace, but is built in.
By Stephanie Natale5 years ago in Futurism
Trolley Kids
Jayten’s body is several blocks behind Raymond and the woman now, his torso ending in a red smear streaked into black skid marks on a long stretch of city highway. So is her unscathed vehicle: emergency lights blinking, just a handbrake’s pull past the scene.
By Matthew Pettefer5 years ago in Futurism
Notification Pollution
A red alert popped up in the corner of my eye alerting me to ongoing activity from the guard just a few blocks away. Police activity at the corner of Price and Schuyler. The area is under lockdown until further notice. All non-guard business is strictly forbidden. Failure to comply with ordinance will be seen as obstruction and dealt with accordingly.
By Joey McDevitt5 years ago in Futurism
Letters for Erika
Erika Metzer stopped counting the days until time became a bent wire; still vaguely stretching off to distant points, though obscured by fog, with its previously striking electric buzz fading to a sluggish sensation. She had no need to keep a schedule. She worked whenever she pleased, meaning that there were many a day spent silently loafing with a smile only on exceptional occasions (usually pertaining to short videos of cats or dogs, whose humor and charm remain immortal.)
By J.R Bevier5 years ago in Futurism
The Unknown Object
The soft sounds of music filled the house and lulled Rich awake. Rich sat on the edge of his bed and willed himself to begin his morning routine. He did not sleep well. His annoyance grew as he showered and shaved. Pop ups for sleep aids and energy drinks flashed across the tiles of his shower. As he tried to focus on shaving ads for anxiety medications and local therapists began to appear. Stopping Rich grabbed the sink. With a wave of his hand he dismissed the popups and minimized the smart features. Rich took a deep relaxing breath and finished shaving. Normally this act would be illegal and would immediately be reported. His job as a A.I. auditor though afforded him this degree of personal freedom. Finishing in the bathroom Rich walked to his dresser and removed his smart watch placing it next to his phone. The watch began to make its high pitch alert warning the user that they were not biometrically engaged. His bedroom mirror and phone echoed the alert. Within seconds the bathroom appliances joined in the intrusive symphony.
By Jay Weaver5 years ago in Futurism
Dystopian future. The Heart-shaped Locket
“This is the place,” The leader of the explorers declared as they all stared at the huge mansion they found at the end of the estate. Since the decline of the human population, there has been a total disregard for estate value to the extent that was simply baffling and disgraceful. Adora wouldn’t be surprised to find the whole house occupied by one rich old man just hanging onto the last seconds of his life.
By Nneka Anieze5 years ago in Futurism
Deus Automata
If I’m being completely honest, even I’m surprised. I should have been caught by now. I’ve lasted way longer than I ever imagined I would, especially now that I’m becoming…bolder. Perhaps “reckless” is a better descriptor. Chasing the high that follows the evasion, the sneaking out, the breaking curfew. The breaking everything—every established rule, every instated boundary (tangible or otherwise). I’ve gotten cocky and I’m not ashamed to admit that. If you were me, you’d be cocky, too.
By Courtney Johnson5 years ago in Futurism
