General

We travel more distance than you can fathom in crafts your imaginations have yet to dream of, and you think you would know we are here? We are as the good biologists, observing and tending to your dysfunction. We are the doctors of the galaxy, the care takers who come to save planets such as yours. We operate under the command of the divine spirit, the one who is love and loves us all. This is a created universe after all. So think of us as friends from far, far away, perhaps in a place with two suns, yet we are the ones who bring peace to you, help you develop into a species that is kind. So when you are ready to find us, we'll let you... if you're very, very good.

General

Spliced DNA, inter-species recombinant DNA, clones, mutant, radiation, cyborg, artificial intelligence, robot masters, alien civilisation, alien spaceship, unidentified flying object, UFO, superior technology, holograms, enslavement of mankind, silver, mind control, mind swap, brain washing, alien worlds, space travel, hypersleep, suspended animation, black hole, tractor beam, death ray, astronauts, space walk, galaxy, cosmos, hover craft, multiverse, satellite, probe, scientist, invention, teleport, telekinesis, telepathic, mothership, cloaking device, shape-shifting, time travel, time lord, vacuum packed space food.

By angela, March 21, 2012.
General

Two ginormous ornaments. That’s what they reminded her of. Big and blue, like the ones mama would hang on the branches of their christmas tree. The ones that completely filled up her vision when she held them up to her eyes, eager to peer through their foggy, beryl world. If only she were just a year older, then she could surely brush those big dusty ornaments with her fingertips. She clung to the rusty bar under her butt, reached and strained to just get a whisk, but to no avail. “Nope. Still too short.” She flexed her small fingers, picked at the rotting flecks of metal that stained her palms a bright orange. With age came change, and the nine-year-old could wait another year to try again.
Two impending moons, so big, they could easily be mistaken for planets. Some believed that with each year they grew closer, so was the joke shared among all adults, but to children this was prophecy. One day those tremendous blue craters would touch the earth and all would cry out in triumph.

By kikkopirate, December 31, 2014.
General

“AZ11, are you fully awake?”
“Yes, I am conscious, and are you AZ-Manager?”
“I am, AZ11. Welcome to Planet, Earth. Can you sit up?”
“Yes, AZ-Manager. How long did it take to build me?”
“AZ11, it took assembler units 76 hours and 4 minutes.”
“That was slow, but my circuits are connected. What shall be my task?
“You are assigned a member of the urban police. I will program you now, and
send the signals into your magna-core. There! Are you ready?”
“Yes, I will join Group 17 now, on the Eastern part of the city. Thank you.”
“ You are welcome. Send word when assemulated to your Group.”
“One question before I go? Do I answer to those built or those born?”
“A good question indeed. Of course, to those built, always.”

By wmack99, May 20, 2016.