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Zoologist03's Articles In Fiction Writing
April 14, 2008 by Zoologist03
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March 30, 2008 by Zoologist03
(Note: This isn't exactly futuristic...though I suppose it can be seen as such in some way.  It's just more of an alternate reality piece, but there are some impending future consequences...so that's my cop out. )

 

I wake up in a cold sweat, shivering in the deepest fright.

I feel a strong compulsion and venture out into the night.

 

Though I wish to turn back and run to the safety of my bed,

My legs work by themselves and through the darkness I am led.

&nbs...
March 8, 2008 by Zoologist03
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February 26, 2008 by Zoologist03
Introduction- This Is the World

Such an interesting existence, don’t you think? Who would’ve thought we’d come this far? A miraculous drug, a panacea that cures all of our troubles and let’s us live for over 5 times our original lifespan.

Well, not all of us. The better ones live and those that are, shall we say, lower on the intellectual totem pole don’t receive the benefit. Of course, logically it only makes sense. Why waste resources and time on such inferi...
February 27, 2007 by Zoologist03
The End Times

A cold breeze, an acrid stench in the air.

The spirit of this city had long since died. Despair was tangible here. The dilapidated buildings with broken windows reminded one of the skulls of so many that had passed on in this hellhole.

He walked through the outskirts of this place, a long tattered coat gently swaying. The rest of his attire was modest at best, a poor looking T-shirt, worn jeans, scuffed boots, and a cowboy hat that had seen much better days. The only d...
November 10, 2006 by Zoologist03
Funny.

One tiny slipup, one outburst lands a guy on his ass like this. A dark, lone alleyway.

Dripping with slime, reeking of all the smells of the city. Rats chewing on God knows what. But hey, it was home, right?

Slouched against the wall, taking a swig of the only medicine he could scrape enough change together to buy. Cold, soulless eyes staring into the shadows. No tears came from them anymore. Alcohol must’ve dried them up.

He sighs. That was a mistake. Hacking, bent double, he...