Spacey Stories

4:00 am thoughts that kind of screwed me over.

Yukichi, Kou, Void and Spacey are having fun in the night hanging out with each other

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psychedelic battles between the Buddha and the yeti. present in microfiction. pic. Buddha and yeti on pixabay and made together on picsart

The story of 642, a rogue clone trying to find his way in the universe. (will do a better description later)

OUR UNIVERSE ISN’T THE ONE WE KNOW. “Just look out the window Jess, be amazed,” Ryder said. WE AREN’T THE ONLY ONES OUT THERE. I turn towards the window and witness something completely unbelievable. Multiple starships pass us by. Space stations with fuel signs and a port. Strange planets and the most bizarre, an earth satellite sitting innocently in the middle. I AM ONE THEM. Jessica Jones finds out the she is a chosen Citali when she meets the mysterious Ryder. But she’s not any chosen Citali. Chosen by the universe and given powers to protect she is the beginning of the new age. Cause’ if the bad guys are getting tougher. So must the good guys. AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey guys thank you for looking at my story. If you’re keen on reading more this will be slow updating. I know, I know slow updating what is this chick going on about. I’m new to the writing business and to create quality chapters will take me longer than most hope you stay with me through the book ;D <3 M

the fictionalized dream diary of a gamer girl. picture. pixabay.

Summary As Antwonn sat at my tombstone year after year updating an empty casket on the years that past and up until now he finally told him the run down on their entire crew and family for the last seven years. However for me the day I got to Canada to run a business for Mister Bass things got testy up North and surviving these last 7 years havent been easy but like a Phoenix I rose from the ashes time and time again.

Captain Raoul de Changy has just been assigned to the USS Palais Granier, along with his first officer, a Vulcan with a talent for singing, Christine T'sha Daae, the mysterious chief Doctor, Doctor Giry, the young ensign (and the doctor's daughter) Meg Giry and the short tempered lieutenant, Charlotta Gudecelli, for short 6 month mission to uncover new plots of space. Everything goes fine until the crew comes across an unknown species of alien who simply calls himself, the Phantom. When the ship is attacked, the Phantom is believed to have escaped entirely, that is until his ship is tracked down and its discovered that the strange creature is still roaming the Palais's walls and has taken a liking to Christine. Raoul's crew ensues a battle against the Phantom for freedom, control and love. {The Phantom of the Opera/Star Trek}

After a long day at work, Alex meets a mysterious woman on a train ride home. Their instant connection leads to a wild night filled with strange encounters, underground bars, and conversations that blur the lines between reality and fantasy. As the night unfolds, Alex becomes more entranced-and unsettled-by the woman, her enigmatic tattoos, and the surreal world they wander through. But just as the story seems to revolve around Alex's growing confusion, a shocking twist reveals that it wasn't reality. With reality unravelling, Alex wakes up, questioning whether it was just a figment of subconscious or if their connection runs deeper, beyond the boundaries of dreams and waking life. And Who is Alex?

In a dystopian world the government isn't as good as they seem. They teach pilots for space mechs, scientists for the labs, and inventors for their tinkering. And a group of unfortunate human and alien beings get caught up in business they shouldn't have messed in.

Just literally anything and everything

Do you know those emotions that seem to pull us in? Hope... sadness... anger... despair...? These emotions are brought to life in the form of imagery, relative and subjective ideals. Things are not always what they seem to be. Things may not always happen how we want them to. None the less YOUR Dreamscape is yours to shape and explore. (The first chapter is dedicated to explaining what Dreamscape and Mindscape are in order to understand the story fully.)

A gory fanfic about techno and Dream.

I wrote this one time late at night, contrary to the title it does not mention actual space