By David C. Daoust Major was finally coming to terms with this strange new reality. Really, everyone was. Once the ‘Arklight Accord’ had been devised— all conflict, throughout the city-station, came to an end. The ‘true scions of Ergos’ had stopped the Wraiths from attacking, long enough, for the other parties involved to suss…
By David C. Daoust The grim faces of the armored soldiers, gave Clover pause. He was pretty sure he was in the right place- despite the fact he did not see the woman he sought. Instead he only witnessed the two guards before him, barking at his sudden appearance as he passed through the…
By David C. Daoust Dakota had a pretty solid hunch that Suzanne was having a hard time comprehending what she was saying. Dakota, however, was not kidding when she told Suzanne she may actually be mad. Having someone there, to bounce her ideas off, was as important to Dakota, as it was to Suzanne…
By David C. Daoust The nanites were working as a network, taking in every aspect of the city, and feeding it through to her holostage, Thus the hologram surrounding her, was formed of the millions of nanites, spread throughout the city-station, all feeding her data. The cityscape moved around her as she spun the small,…
By David C. Daoust It was like a long tendril, stretching through the room. She knew what they were, clouds of nanites, unperceivable to anyone else. Dakota, however, was in the body of her solid-light doppelganger, which allowed her to detect the nanites that flowed around her. Plunging into the microscopic worlds could only take…
By David C. Daoust Vincent had to come to grips with his latest limitations. He no longer had the strength of a two ton Mining bot, nor did he tower over all those around him. He was now trapped within the petite form of a tiny little girl named Margo. His days on the other…
By David C. Daoust Dakota watched the monitors in disbelief, Consortium troopers were running every which way. She watched as dozens of Starfighters launched into the black abyss in answer to the Reds astral assault. She planted a hand to her forehead, a hand that then dropped down to her gaping mouth, as the Red…
By David C. Daoust Dakota had pulled the panicked boy out of the oversized spacesuit. He was remarkably light. She bounced him around a bit and patted his back ‘til he calmed down. She told him he would be okay, or at least that’s what she tried to tell him. The language was easier to…
By David C. Daoust Dakota Sun found herself back in her natural environment- the stark white walls of the lab. Dakota could not help but imagine these rooms were all made on the same assembly line somewhere in the Onion. All to be shipped out to random places she may visit. This was an idea…
By David C. Daoust Vincent was an old Bot at this point in his life. He had experienced life in a lot of different ways. His early years, in the virtual world known as the Hub, where he first awoke in a paradise, was a time long lost to him; as a childhood is lost…
By David C. Daoust Sims could not help but feel sorry for the man, Craiden,(he’d picked up his name on the evacuation of the Barracks Ship) not only had he and his soldiers been the ones to lock the man up on the Red Faction’s ship in the first place, they were also the ones…
<<<<Ug! You know, I swore I wouldn’t just casually throw out political jargon without being real clear about each piece, but then last week I was like blah, blah, comie, blah, blah, fascist…It came out in a jumble, lets see if I can straighten it out without making a bigger mess. (1.) Dakota called the…
So, I’m pretty sure this is the first full week I have taken off from the site in the past two years. (Actually, I hit two years May 26!) Anyway I sat down with a couple ideas for this week’s piece, but I wound-up rereading the entire ‘aWLoN!’ project from page one! At about 5:30…
By David C. Daoust “Why are those even a thing?” Dakota suddenly exclaimed, completely oblivious to how anyone else felt on the matter. The four-armed metal snake monsters flickering charge, sent chills down her spine as the sound of their metallic bodies scraped and sparked across the metal floors of the Red Faction’s ship. The…
By David C. Daoust Major stood gripping his assault rifle, back to the wall, as the bullet fire ricocheted from the far wall in front of him. The small group of invading ‘Seaguard agents’ had managed to make it back down to where they had locked up the strange man that had accompanied the Armored…
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By David C. Daoust Vincent had witnessed firsthand just how indestructible the body he currently inhabited was, having personally launched the small stunt-bot through the air, smashed it through brick walls, and pummeled it into the asphalt, all in an attempt to get the small bot to leave him be. Now it was his turn…
By David C. Daoust The room changed suddenly. ‘Changed’ was the only way Dakota could explain the difference. It was the same white lab she’d been working in for the past two days, the same white lab that matched every other lab she’d ever worked in, though when the men burst into the room, firing…
By David C. Daoust Colin and Craiden both had given up on the cell door. They had no choice but to sit and wait. Considering the men with the guns had left them in their wake, they were probably the safest people on the ship at the moment. Colin slumped back on one of the…
By David C. Daoust Vincent awoke in a rather precarious, prone, position with a blond haired woman standing over him, her hands a little closer to his face than he would like. “Ah-HAH,” the woman said with a smile as she had just witnessed the bot spring back to life, “That was pretty tricky! ‘Looks…
By David C. Daoust Vincent had been living surrounded by humans, and only humans, for some time now. He felt he had a pretty good grasp on them and what makes them tick. Fear. It seemed to Vincent, they succumb to fear so much that they very rarely ever say what they mean or think……
By David C. Daoust “You there,” the soldier questioned Colin, “you got a prosthetic heart?” “How could you possibly know that?” Colin asked shocked and immediately distrustful. The only way they could know that was with his personal files. Considering his personal files didn’t even know that he was on this moon, he couldn’t figure…
By David C. Daoust The words of Dakota Sun rocked the small moon of Twin Crown. The port town of Grady was in an uproar as protesters threatened to storm the gates of the barrack-ships of the current governing power that owned the small moon that orbited the gas giant Neo Vir’ees, the governing power…
By David C. Daoust The call for Revolution rang out on every Crucible, from every fiery resource planet to the Core. From humans crying out for fair pay and decent work conditions, to Bots demanding equal pay… as in, any pay at all. The Mining Cartels moved swiftly, sending Mercenary forces to quell the outcry…
By David C. Daoust Upon the dispersion of the City Stations, the Ark Ships began to deploy the fleets to terraform the planets. Many of the Humans took note of those planets too close to the sun. Mostly, they noted that the droids ignored these planets, as they were uninhabitable by any living thing. Even…
By David C. Daoust Forgetting all about his recent problems, all his woes and worries, including the sickness that currently plagued not only his lungs, but most of his remaining family and crew, and despite all the recent deaths, Craiden walked up the ramp with a hop in his step. Entering the Crawler’s hold, he…