Stories Dusty Skunk BlueSky Throne
Gav, happy with the new him thought it’d be grand to put up the other flag in the room where the math club met. He used to be part of them, but now he only thought he could save the poor fuckers. It wasn’t long before they had all stripped down, all tranced by the flag. Was it patterns deep in the fabric? Was it the smell of the flag?
Read More Posted Tue Dec 1, 2015 | 110 Words | Tagged story christmas
I got a phone call at a couple minutes past midnight. I wondered who would bother to phone me, especially on my birthday, surely just posting ‘Happy Birthday’ on Facebook would be enough for people. The guy on the end of the phone spoke smoothly talking about something and my mind started to get a little foggy. I felt a smile creep on my face whenever he said a certain word, but my head was hurting so much I couldn’t think as to what it was.
Read More Posted Sun Nov 29, 2015 | 150 Words | Tagged story birthday
I woke up to a strange email saying “TD Labs Activation Code Delivery”. Assuming it was just something someone had sent me for my birthday, I opened it to find a link to some strange website. I click it anyway and it loaded fairly quickly and presented itself as “Chronivac”. It looked fairly legitimate and had a scary amount of detail pre-set about me. Either someone had stalked me down or maybe this was something I could play with a lot.
Read More Posted Sun Nov 29, 2015 | 197 Words | Tagged story birthday
My favourite gift was one that arrived at my door, all wrapped and neat. How odd, but didn’t think less of it. It was a wonderfully decorated box, almost as though it was from a fancy cosmetics shop. Inside was various bath bombs. And of course there had to be a few of my favourite ones so far, the lad bomb. It was the first one I tried because damn it feels so good to be like this.
Read More Posted Sun Nov 29, 2015 | 138 Words | Tagged story birthday accent
Just a couple of hours ago he had brought his car in for a service at the garage he heard were having an incredibly good service deal. When he sat in the office awaiting to be told the pricing, he found it incredibly hard to concentrate. It was just easier not to and he walked into the office when he was called with barely a thought in his mind.
Read More Posted Sat Nov 28, 2015 | 134 Words | Tagged story
Can you feel it yet? Once you’ve spent a few hours on our lake, you tend to become more accepting to the lake. A little bit of water is fine isn’t it. Then you just dive into the water and feel all of your old body melting away into the lake. Hours later you climb out, renewed. You stare at one of the lake attendees, confused pulling off your clothes feeling new muscles, new skin, a new body.
Read More Posted Sat Nov 28, 2015 | 102 Words | Tagged story
Thanks for calling the LAD line. We’ll get you to the next available operator as soon as possible. “Alright cunt, I’m fuckin Jason. I’ll be fuckin sortin you out tonite mate” Then my phone buzzed as I looked at it. The front facing camera had started by itself somehow. I don’t even know how it did that, all I did was call the guy’s number I had got yesterday in the club.
Read More Posted Fri Nov 27, 2015 | 262 Words | Tagged story
My roommate was feeling quite depressive and I hadn’t seen him in a few days, locking himself away in his room. He was normally so alive and talkative and I felt really bad being busy all of the time with work. I had an hour or so to myself and I wondered how I could help him. I was browsing for gifts for his birthday as well, just to see if that could help him.
Read More Posted Fri Nov 27, 2015 | 270 Words | Tagged story
The programming track is playing right into his ears. The cap is down, slowing down his mind. All he can see is the spiral on the cap. It feels good to be wearing those clothes. It feels good to be cocky. It feels good to join the crew of mates. Now release those bad feelings, all of that old self, the depressive nerdy self. You’re one of us now.
“Dude why do you want to take a picture of me out here in this stuff?” That was the last words he said before the heat from the sun welded the suit to his skin. Soon the microbots were to dig into his flesh, eating up whatever is left of the human and turning it into transistors, silicon and metal. All would be left would be to install the drone software and he’ll be ready for sale.