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  • 4 years ago
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    I'm totally using that somewhere.

  • 4 years ago
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    A grunt of frustration escaped me, in spite of my audience and the respect it commanded.

    “You have to understand!”, I pleaded. “They have lives and family and so much more, just like you!”

    “Theo,” the response echoed, “you’ve been one of our most valued advisors, but you simply aren’t right about this. They have no value, they don’t help us – for all we know, they don’t even have a consciousness of any sort. We can’t just keep sacrificing our space for nothing more than their existence.”

    The other scientists on my panel nodded in agreement with the tribunal’s head, unanimously acknowledging their indifference towards my species – towards humanity.

    “You understand, Theo,” the tribunal head reasoned, “that your status as a former human should not be relevant to this decision now that you have ascended – now that you have given up everything in your human history.”

    “I do, sir,” I responded. “But that doesn’t mean that I have to agree with everyone else. Consider the implications of eradicating humanity – it sets precedent. We start with this invasive species – a species which, while it doesn’t help us at all, does not harm us in major ways. Soon, we’ll be getting rid of everything we don’t like without regards to the ecosystem, to the food chain, and to all of us as a global population!”

    I hadn’t slept the previous night, with the knowledge of the tribunal weighing on me. Perhaps I was no longer human in their eyes, but I still felt human, and I still understood the importance of convincing the tribunal that the blind slaughter of humans would be a moral disaster.

    “Sir,” I implored, “for the sake of everyone – no, for the sake of everything on this planet, please don’t hurt the humans. Yes, the scientists say they’re an invasive, undeveloped species. Yes, they can ocassionally cause minor problems with others of our ascended species. But none of that changes the fact that they are still beings with souls and hope and things to live for.”

    My fellow panel members were visibly bored. They were about to make the wrong decision, and I was powerless to stop it.

    “Theo,” the commitee chair responded, “if that is all, we would like to take the vote now.”

    But I wasn’t done. There was more to the issue, and I wasn’t going to let the tribunal vote without making sure they had all the facts.

    “Sorry, it’ll just be a few more minutes,” I answered to audible muttering. “It seems that the moral standpoint is not of importance to this panel, so I’ll try some science now.”

    “Theo, we’re already aware of the science. And I’d like to remind you that you are only an honorary member of this panel, and that while we value your opinion, the objective standpoint has already been made clear to us by the rest of this panel.”

    “I’m afraid it hasn’t, sir. The statistics that have been presented to you are cherry-picked, the surveys are flawed, and the ‘common knowledge’ aspect is nothing more than unjustified stereotypes. Yes, humans are statistically the largest biologically sentient cause of death for our species. And yes, they are an invasive species that are using our resources and providing nothing to us in return. But they also have huge intellectual potential, you see.”

    Members of the panel and tribunal alike snorted and chuckled, amused. I was losing the most important battle of my life, but I was not going to give up yet.

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  • 4 years ago
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    There were only three of us working the operation – we wanted to keep it as small as possible, to lower the risk of losing all our work. All three of us were gathered now, with a few dozen armed guards all around us. The security had no idea what we were doing – just that we were in constant danger.

    For the past millenia, mankind had been consistently taking strides towards making time travel a reality. Yet, every time we got close, a major failure would arise under suspicious circumstances. Sometimes it’d be outright destruction – a fire triggered by a huge explosion that would erase a decade of progress, or a catastrophic flood that would literally wash away trillions of dollars in supplies. Other times, they would be more subtle – the disappearance of top scientists working on the projects, or the “misplacement” of materials as they traveled large distances. Every time, however, humanity would find itself back where it had been a decade or so ago once more.

    My two friends and I were some of the most powerful people on the planet, however, and we weren’t going to let anything like that happen. We didn’t know much about who or what was trying to stop us – just that, there was a force stronger than any other out there trying to keep us in the dark. So we did everything to cover our tracks, shipping materials in small amounts through dozens of aliases over three decades and channeling money through anonymous third parties. Now was the crucial moment, however. We were less than an hour from completion of the actual time machine itself, built by hand by just us three.

    “Theo!” shouted Alex. “We’ve got everything else ready – it’s just the clock that’s left. Get the guards prepped, and put the facility on lockdown.”

    With a silent nod, I began the last step of our journey – the beginning of the end. Every time machine schematic ever suggested had included one crucial component – a special, quantum “clock” of sorts. As soon the clock was provided power, the time machine was online, but still not functional. But every online time machine created a disruption in space and time that could be sensed with the proper equipment by anyone, anywhere, and in any era. We estimated from our test runs that it would take us three minutes and thirty-two seconds to get the time machine functional after the clock was powered – which meant that in those three minutes and thirty-two seconds, we would likely find ourselves under attack.

    Time was the main problem. The unknown and invisible enemy would be alerted in every era of time as soon as we provided power to our clock in our time, which meant that they could go back as far as they liked to stop us from doing what we were about to do. They could kill us at any time in our lives, or our parents’ lives, or their parents’ lives, or anyone’s life anywhere. However, we knew that they would try and stay as close to the current time as possible to disrupt the world as little as possible – if they affected the Earth too many generations back, the ripple effects would have a high likelihood of harming their own efforts as well.

    With a solitary tear in my eye, I gently pushed down the lockdown lever. There was no hesitation – I had prepared for this effort for too long. We were fighting against unbelievable odds, but if we couldn’t win, then no one ever would. As the alarm lights began flashing, the chief of security ran up to me anxiously.

    “Sir? Is ...

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  • 4 years ago
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    Something felt odd. I felt… good. I never felt good – my therapist said that I wasn’t supposed to feel good. Normally I was in a daze, but today – today I felt alert, and alive. I stared, half-confused, at the mirror across the room from me. My thin face, normally pale, was today filled with a bright red hue. With a smile on my face for the first time in years, I stepped out of bed. The accident had taken everything that I ever valued away from me, but at that moment, I just felt like I could forget it all. Like the accident never happened. Humming to myself, I brushed my teeth and showered. Cheerfully slipping into my suit, I took the steps downstairs two at a time and rushed out of my apartment. I never took the stairs double. Something really felt odd.

    I got into my battered care, the old leather seats cracking uncomfortably as I sat down. The engine backfired – it always backfired – but today, I didn’t mind. I was in the sort of mood that I wasn’t ever supposed to be in, according to the tens of therapists that I had seen after the accident. For me, happiness normally translated to anger – when something happened that should have pleased me, I tended to go into an uncontrollable rage. So they made me take meds that would calm me down – meds that kept me from ever really feeling any emotions and left me in an eternal state of apathy. Something was wrong today, I thought to myself. Perhaps my medication had gotten mixed up – but I didn’t feel the least bit angry for some reason. I shrugged off the worries, looking forward to my first happy day since the accident.

    I smoothly turned into the parking lot of my workplace, to a peculiar site. There was already a car in my spot – a long, dark limo that looked like it had seen better days. A helicopter rested at the far end of the lot, and as I entered the lot, two more limos briskly blocked the exit behind me. Even so, I wasn’t the least bit fazed. A voice inside me told me that today wasn’t a day for fear – I wasn’t going to let anything ruin the perfect day I was having. I parked in a coworkers spot as four men in suits slowly approached me, their hands in their dark coat jackets. As I stepped out of my beat-up jalopy, I felt more curious than anything else.

    “Theo? Mr. Theo Eisaman?” a suit questioned. He stared at me, suspicion and a hint of fear in his eyes.

    “That’s me!” I replied jovially. “Anything I can help you men with?”

    “Sir, we’re with the government,” a second suit answered, flashing a Department of Defense badge at me. “You need to come with us.”

    The last two suits came up from behind me, walking me forcefully towards the helicopter. I had always liked helicopters, but had never gotten the opportunity to ride in one. They told me that I used to be a pilot before the accident, but I didn’t remember any of that. It was ironic that I loved flying, considering the nature of my accident, but I felt a slight tug pulling me from my dazed apathy every time I got in a plane. Unfortunately, my job only sent me on long trips once a year, and I didn’t have the money for anything more.

    I stepped into the helicopter at the agents’ nudge, still unsure of what I was doing. Nevertheless, I wasn’t the least bit afraid. There wasn’t really anything to be afraid of, as far as I knew. One of the agents was again staring me at me suspiciously, and I realized that I had the most unnatural smile on my face – as far as they...

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  • 4 years ago
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    Being a world class thief meant having a diverse portfolio of skills in a variety of areas. The best thieves all had thousands of abilities in common, but they all specialized in their own area as well. About ninety of us had come to Rio this year, flying in from all corners of the world. The main challenge was simple – we would form teams of three, strip to our underwear with nothing else, and then con and thieve our way to as many riches as possible in twenty-four hours. All of us looked forward to the competition – it was friendly fun, and we made sure to only take from those who deserved it. At the end of the twenty-four hours, the group that had accumulated the items of greatest value were declared the champions, and then all the goods were fenced off so that the money could be used to fund the impoverished of the target city.

    It was 6PM on August 5th, and all ninety of us were gathered together in a dark alley of eastern Rio, just a few miles from the ocean. We had stripped down, and gotten into our prearranged groups. The three of us were comfortable with each other, confident in our abilities. I was the best conman of three – over the past decade, I had made a huge (obviously undisclosed) fortune through a variety of schemes that had gotten me into the number eight slot on the FBI’s most wanted list. Alex and Leon were the more subtle thieves – Leon was easily one of the best lock-picks in the world, whereas Alex was a multi-talented generic cat burglar with a renowned knack for sneaking his way into numerous vaults with allegedly top notch security.

    As we were dressed like hobos, the first necessity was clothing – the classier the better. We were in one of the better neighborhoods of Rio, and there was no doubt that their houses would serve us well. Within the hour, we each had suits worth thousands of dollars and had managed to snag a Ferrari and a Camaro between the three of us, all without being seen. The next matter of importance was art – the art was always the first to disappear with the world’s top ninety thieves in town, and this year we were going to be the team to snag some of the best of it.

    The nice thing about the Rio Olympics was the fact that the city was remarkably under-prepared. We were cruising our way to the Museum of Modern Art, home to a few of Picasso’s great works, at far above the speed limit, and the local police force was to busy striking to stop us even as we sped past one of their protests. Within minutes, we were at the museum and ready to run the heist that we had been planning for a month. The three of us strolled in, looking like lavish business men in our exorbitant suits. The museum closed at 9PM, but the security remained there throughout the night – except for the fifteen minute shift change at midnight, which was plenty for us to rob them blind. As the museum cleared out at 8:50 PM, we snuck into an ventilation pipe from one of the bathrooms and crawled our way to the most expensive exhibit in the museum. By 11:30, we were all in place, simply waiting silently for the shift change.

    The night was a success. We ran off with $34 million of art, and not a single soul was able to see us do it. The Olympics were off to a great start. We slept in a conned hotel room until noon, then snuck out again to rob some more rich people blind. By the time our first twenty four hours were up, we were up to $44 million in art, jewelry, and cold hard cash. It was time to fence off al...

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  • 4 years ago
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    Sweat dripped from my forehead, my anxiety obvious to the men in blue who seemed to be constantly staring at my suspiciously. Even I couldn’t understand why I did it – what reason could I really have had to pour the bleach into the soup? Sure, I was angry over that day’s math test, but that didn’t really explain it. When I did it, I’d known that at least a few people would die – but there was a voice in my head that told me I had to do it, and I was powerless against it. It hadn’t been more than an hour before the ambulances were called as six children across the school mysteriously fell sick. The police were quick to look at the security tapes, and I became the obvious culprit.

    Now, I was sitting in the middle of a police department, handcuffed to my chair with cops shaking their head at me from a distance. To them, I was so young. I had a clean record, lived in a suburban middle class neighborhood, and consistently scored well on tests. They could never understand the voice inside my head that had seduced my to take the lives of six, without any explanation at all. I was going to go to jail for a long time, I suspected, if I didn’t take matters into my own hands – if I didn’t do the one thing I really, really hated to do. Still, there was no other option.

    Staring down at my hands silently, I visualized the locking mechanism I knew existed in the handcuff. I visualized the lock bar rising and the spring breaking free, and the handcuff fell to my feet within seconds. The clatter of metal on tire caught the attention of the nearest officers.

    “Hey, what d’you think you’re doing? Gary, get those cuffs back on Theo. Kid, how’d you pick that cuff? Tryin’ something fishy with those brains of yours?”

    I shrugged silently, standing up as Gary approached.

    “Stay back!” I hissed at him.

    Surprised, the officer faltered, and that was all I needed. I only meant to slam him in the head with his paperweight, but to my surprise, the whole table lifted up. I had never been able to move anything that large with my powers – just a small item here or there. But to my surprise, the whole table came crashing down onto Gary’s head, knocking him out – or maybe even killing him. I wasn’t going to stick around to find out which. At this point, half the department had their guns pointed at me. I just smiled.

    With a jerk of my head, all the guns in the room clattered to the floor and slid to me magically. The fear in the officers’ eyes only became more obvious. I strolled through the crowd, not a single officer daring to try and stop me. As I walked out the double doors, I thought to put my powers to the test behind me. With my eyes closed as I visualized a horrific scene, I lifted the eight story police department off of its foundation and brought it crashing down into the street. Power surged through me once more as I heard the final screams of my latest victims all around me.

    Mother Nature had wronged me by giving me this gift without teaching me how to use it. I was going to right that.

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    [WP] A 13 year old finds out that he has telekinetic powers that increase when he kills – right now, he can only control a peanut.

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    [WP] An international guild of thieves meets every four years for a series of swindling challenges – this year, it’s in Rio.

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    [WP] Aliens have made contact with humanity and requested specifically you, a human with an odd life.

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    [WP] A panel of experts are presenting their findings to a tribunal on whether to eradicate an invasive species known as "humanity".

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    [WP] A secret society uses time travel to stop anyone else from ever discovering travel.

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