Tag: hivepunk

Fiction | Our Favorite Android

Fiction | Our Favorite Android

You ask him this time. © Angel-Kun We keep losing track of our favorite android. I don’t know how he’s moving through the ship. But CommDeck always finds his recordings. 4Derek (as he calls himself) goes into an unidentified setting–a converted access area of the ship where the location trackers aren’t working. He strips naked … Continue reading Fiction | Our Favorite Android

Fiction | Butterfly in The Anthill

Fiction | Butterfly in The Anthill

Lexi hits his limits during self-defense training in Aaron’s security center. © agsandrew “Ten more,” ordered Crunch. Lexi flexed his fingers. The motion set off a scream in the muscles above his wrist. His fingers were cramping in the open palm strike position while his tormentor counted. Crunch smirked, knowingly. The skin-tight biocyber suit Lexi … Continue reading Fiction | Butterfly in The Anthill

Fiction | Popping Personal Bubbles

Fiction | Popping Personal Bubbles

My hive handle? 0gRobinHood © oneinchpunch These crops are coming along nicely. I take this moment, ignoring the persistent ding of a message, to enjoy balls of various colors floating in the center of the huge recreational deck. A different algae mix bloom inside each ball: Blue-green-black. (Not the harmful black, my assisting AI reassured … Continue reading Fiction | Popping Personal Bubbles