Futuristic on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Claudia’s Exquisite Death

Tue, 25 Jun 2002 00:00:00 +0000

Claudia sat back in her red imitation leather easy chair watching the carnage before her on her full size wall screen, two Goliaths battled it out in the centre of a huge arena, one a cyber armour-suited human wielding some sort of laser aux while his lizard-like alien foe jockeyed for a position to strike with his own lethal weapon, a moment later there was a large spatter of crimson blood splashed onto the view screen and trickled down before the automated cleansing beams removed the blood from the screen once again providing the thousands of spectators with a crystal clear 3D image of the continuing carnage.

Claudia�s Exquisite Death

Tue, 25 Jun 2002 00:00:00 +0000

Field Survey

Sun, 16 Jun 2002 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Field Survey)_

Part Three

A guardsman pulled Sonji from the auction platform and dressed her in her smock. He took her to a table where the warrior who now owned her was paying money to a clerk. The warrior hardly looked at his purchase; he grabbed her arm and led her into a small room, where another warrior was standing next to a large barrel. They picked Sonji up and stood her in the barrel, forced her to crouch down, and fastened the lid. The barrel was put on a hand truck and rolled outside and down the street.

Field Survey

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Part One

The Amalgamation Survey Ship Interloper moved in a synchronous orbit above the only landmass on the third planet of star P314159264. Three young women entered the Captain’s office, and one said, “Junior Lieutenant Erig and Ensigns Mahoon and Regan reporting as ordered, Captain.”

Captain Goda returned their salute. “At ease, ladies. I’ve summoned you because we have an important field survey pending, and since that unfortunate incident on the holodeck last night we’re now short-handed. I need three field surveyors and you are the only ones that have the necessary characteristics. I really dislike sending you out on such short notice but I have no choice. The ship has other commitments and we cannot remain here beyond our original departure date. Fortunately, this survey isn’t difficult or dangerous. I’ll give you a summary of what you’ll be doing, and if you need more details you can get them later from the net.”

Field Survey

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Field Survey)_

Part Two

A wagon pulled by two oxen entered Prison Farm Number Four. Two keepers in tan dresses sat on the seat and the back was filled with sacks of seed grain. Sonji sat on top of the sacks. She still wore the straps that the guardsman had put on her back at the jail, and a rope was tied around her neck with the free end held by one of the keepers. It was bothering Sonji to have her hands immobilized for so long, but she didn’t have any of the pain that she had experienced in Hodg’s wagon.