۩Stepping into the golden conveyor was like a great leap into the reality and truth of the era that we lived in. The difference in the class I lived in and the one in front of me was literally worlds apart, and suddenly being spun into such reality was a juxtaposition to just how far away I've lived from the current era of greatness and scientific peak that earth had attained. It was all a graphic composition of shiny gold with intricate lines of algorithm that covered the interior. The lines shone in bold luminous blue lights of technology which breathed occasionally in a soft beam to show vitality and full connection.I watched with perplexed heart as the guide pressed a single button that glowed a dim light on the wall and say to it " Floor five, management", following a melodious ting sound.A soothing whirr resounded from everywhere around and shortly after that, the conveyor started to tremble ever so gently. It became brighter than usual and I had to raise my gaze towards the
As soon as we stepped out of the televeyor, the sight of another exotic room came into view. This time, it was more of a guest room. A space of resort of a sort, rather than an office. However, I couldn't enjoy the view as much as I'd have liked as I caught sight of someone I was rather expecting to meet. Though, I was not certain of her real identity anymore. “ Took you long enough...” Dressed in a tight black leather suit with little taupe details, the lady said without shifting her indifferent gaze from the HUD of her vector device. Her long black hair fell all over her stretched, fit, and curvy figure while the humongous mounds on her chest that the suit she wore failed to cover peeked from beneath her pointed chin. She looked even hotter than I remembered. The next instant, she shut close the vector device before her and slowly organized her posture to stand. I was mesmerized by how those two familiar soft melons on her chest jiggled with every little action she made in the p
MARS 27 A.R Here lives us in the Age of flying cars, Robotic pets and Androids, holograms and buildings straight out of Sci-fi movies. A world built on, by and with Science, the new home of manki- *Whiz* “Watch ouuuuuut!!!" “Whoa....easy on the Flycycle kid!!" ".... I'm sooooooorrrrrryyyyyy!!!" *whiz* *whoosh* Almost hit me there, ha...kids. As I was saying, Earth, our most beloved planet was forsaken at the moment of Retribution.... I, the Author, unfortunately enough, made it into this new home world as they like to call it. We've lost family, friends and foes but alas, we live. We now live in a new world, a Tech-world, where days of mortality are now gone by. What do I mean by that? I’ll tell you. In a world where signs of life is non-existent, a place desolate and devoid of 'natural' Oxygen. Mankind, pushed to the edge, facing extinction that they so despair, had no choice but to resolve to a final solution, Bio-Cybernetic Augmentation. This is, however, by choice for t
‡ Earth Year 3500 March 4th, Monday Bargon city, Lower Lands. "Oh my World, I am so late..... I am so going to eat Oatmeal this month, it's no curse." I couldn't help but admit fault with a tightened hold on my suitcase in fear and anxiety as I sat impatiently in a Maglev commuting train with my feet tapping loudly on the footplate. My name is Jenkins... Jenkins Curtis. I'm a young adult-of age 23, and right now I'm on my way to an interview. I recently got a shot at a top Technology Company and well, coincidentally I slept off 'dreaming' of me being granted the same job. Isn't it funny how hilarious fate could be? I mean, my 'Alarm', which is typically a part-function of a Home AI device that had never for once missed a minute on the clock was broken, today, of all days? Surely, this must be it, the age that life puts one in disappointment and sorrowful youth; where you eat oatmeal at breakfast and Beans for dinner, definitely no lunch. I'm, only recently, a Two Star-Honored A
◌ Even the longest journey begins with a single step and so I took a leap out of the train. I managed to slither my way out the crowded Train station which is so far the cheapest means of transport after the World war. The whole World had been amalgamated and divided into two lands: The Low-lands and The Highlands. It was a simple hierarchy set up to distinguish the classes of people in the world. Undoubtedly, everyone from the Low-lands had to go by train as they were the only means of transport available at long distance. Of course, there were those with maintenance private Auto-mobiles but their numbers were at minimal. On the other hand, there were Transporters that commute people by pre-recorded co-ordinates in The Highlands, although there were Flobiles of different sizes and shapes on highways mostly for sightseeing functions. Luxuries basically resided in the Highlands. Facing the slightly congested highway, I decided to take a walk as my destination was only few blocks away,
* "I-I~" "I know, I know.... whatever might have happened, I only hope you understand that it'll only be like this because it's me, if it were any other place, you know things would be different, right?" I realized I had no tangible reason that explains or justifies my actions when I tried to speak. Before I could make any false excuses, he cut me off and reprimanded. “I’m sorry" I couldn't only but mutter with my head lowered. I knew I was totally at fault as it's a general fact that actions bring about consequences. The blame couldn't be put on the Home AI device for malfunctioning, if it could, it would probably yell out loud that it couldn't break itself on purpose. Besides, I overslept when I knew I had important business early in the morning. Although, Sleep is an inevitable natural phenomenon, I absolutely have never heard any unsuccessful adult put blame on it, on the other hand, they'd confide in it. "Good..... Now take a sit." he said after seeing I wasn't putting
۩ Hasn't there ever been a moment or two in your life where you get stuck between two choices? Then surely, you must know how frustrating it feels. Right now, I stand in the middle of the road between two cafeterias, both buildings whispering 'tantalizing' words into my deepest awareness. 'Are you sure you want to bail out on Derals’ special Chicken soup?' 'No, I wouldn't dare!!' 'So what about my Special Chicken Torte then, Dear Jenkins?' 'Eh? Eh?' confused, I took a deep breath as I took a step into the milk and butter-colored cafe by the right. 'I’m sorry, I'm really sorry.' I apologized to the other cafe I ditched and promised to visit some other time. *cling* *cling* The doorbell rang as I stepped into the Cafe with several Male waiters than usual and went on to take a seat at the farthest corner by the window. I didn't need to take a look at the menu on the table since I knew what I wanted already, even though I had never been here before. I moved into Bargon city just ab
◊ "Ah...a good shower after a long day is the best!!" I gave my bed a longing look as I dry my shoulder length dark hair with a towel. "And what's better... a cozy night rest!!" I jumped on my bed excitedly and tucked myself under the Marine duvet. Staring at the ceiling of my room, I couldn't help but smile as I felt peaceful deep inside my soul. My thoughts drifted to the different scenarios that had happened today, thinking about the words of Mr. Sri, I just wondered what he meant with his words, but I was determined. I relaxed my muscles a moment later; I put it all aside and tried to sleep. Then a buzz-cut hairstyle with a masculine face that wore a big grin appeared in my mind... It was Dan. I felt a little bit sad, thinking about him as he had told me a rather depressing story of his life after he left Alvadore High. Apparently, Dan did not transfer to another school back then as I had thought, he had actually dropped out. Dan's family were slightly above middle-cla