asteroid - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
It was 2029 and the Apophis asteroid was due to pass earth. NASA kept tabs on it's trajectory, a green blip on a black screen. One moment it was on a path to pass causing no harm, the next it was heading right for Earth at increased velocity. The control room rebooted the system, obviously there was an error, but then the satellites picked it up too...
The asteroid hit earth with enough force to send the oceans into space, leaving our home-world obliterated worse than we ever achieved. We had saved our mother earth from our own greed only to see her destroyed by a rock too large for us to stop. I think it was then that we took living in an augmented reality seriously - a chance to live on Earth again like she was in her hey-day. The spaceships could sustain our lives indefinitely, but what was the point if we couldn't smell the aroma of a summer meadow or feel rain upon our faces?
Comets and asteroids were all Laxir thought of. He dreamed or riding one through the cosmos by night and studied them by day. He knew that one day these lonely fragments would hold the key to a level of understanding humanity was still only reaching for.
"What is an asteroid?" Ella asked, standing on tiptoes to view the screen, her ponytail waggling as her head jiggled. No-one answered. What was the point? Watching the screens, everyone glued to the path of the asteroid, they felt their inner sparks of hope die to almost nothing. The rock had always been their final destiny, they just hadn't known it. The answer to the question in her pre-school class would have been "a chunk of rock moving though space," the answer now was too horrific to tell a child.
The asteroid was to hit earth. The path had been set for millennia; the time of humanity's final test set by the cosmos. The only chance of avoidance, the only chance for survival, was for the dominant powers on earth to cooperate in ways never seen before. The twenty something kilometre wide rock wasn't going to be persuaded to move by just a few missiles, it would take them all plus some prayers and good luck.
Asteroid Watch was where scientists went to die - not literally of course. It was as exciting as boiled water for dinner and only marginally less interesting. Your only chance of mattering was when disaster was imminent and even then there was a significant probability no-one would live long enough to write you a note of thanks.
It was his job to land safely on the dusty ball of rock. He would be the first person ever to land, take one meter cubed of meteoric rock and return to Earth. He de-attached his space pod which would go down on a carbon fibre cable. He plummeted at 200Km per second. He looked at the altitude from the asteroid, 1000, 800, 600, 500. He turned on the throttle and slowed down to 100km per second. He looked at the altitude again, 300... 200. Alarmed he turned the throttle as high as he could. He closed his eyes. Would this be the end of his career? He opened one eye, sweating with fear, he looked he on the ground. He went outside and planted his country's flag. He quickly excavated a sample and then went back into his landing pod and flew back to his spaceship.
The asteroid was the size of a walnut and as boring as a chip of old concrete, yet Marvello turned it over and over in his wrinkled hands like it was pure gold. His face lifted into something scary, baring his yellowed teeth. It was his version of a smile but what brought it to his face wasn't a love of discovery or enlightenment, it was the sickly cold glee of one who knows he's just been given a chance for power.
Marlin approached the asteroid, his gloved hand operating the grabber. He couldn't help but grin as the claws closed around it. The lump was undoubtedly an agglomeration of many elements, promising many hours of analysis to determine which they were. There only had to be trace amounts of something Earth needed and a new mission would be underway to retrieve the other fragments from the planet's belt. It wasn't buzz of science or acquiring elements that pleased him, it was that once the cargo area was full of asteroids he was homeward bound and home meant sunlight and fresh air.
The asteroid was no mantlepiece ornament at over seven kilometres long by about four wide. If it struck the Atlantic in one piece the tsunami would wipe out billions, possible send humanity back to the stone age or worse. Firing missiles into it was a crap-shoot too, the fragments flying off in random directions. The egg-heads ran every scenario and there was no risk-free solution, only a crude blast from as many angles as possible and hope for the best.
It was 2029 and the asteroid they said could never hit earth, Apophis, had taken a surprise change of course. In the NASA control room every face was ashen, options limited. "Asteroid" was every tenth word spoken.