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The Nucleus

MGA BUMASA 27
Mga Boto 3
Mga Parte 1
Oras 7m

MGA BUMASA 27
Mga Boto 3
Mga Parte 1
Oras 7m

collaboration dystopian nuclear scifi

It's been a year since a nuclear war wiped out most of humanity. Now all that is left to the land is lone survivors and gangs who will do unspeakable things now that there is no one to stop them. 

There is, beneath the bleakness, the slightest hint of hope. Long before the war ended the Government created underground bunkers, outside of the blast range. And although there are no more bombs to be dropped, civilisation has begun in these bunkers. Law and order are underway. But food is always running short and with every day people grow crueler and more violent for resources. One question is on everybody's mind: will this be the end of humanity. 

Collaborative project by me (Iamaprism) and a good friend of mine (Goingwhere_). The odd number chapters (one, three, five) are written by me, while Goingwhere_ has written the even chapters (two, four, six)All Rights Reserved

collaboration dystopian nuclear scifi

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Chapter One - Caleb
Sat, Dec 30, 2017

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Chapter One - Caleb
Sat, Dec 30, 2017

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Runaway ni Sweetslover8

I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 ***Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.***

FAKE ni Alex_Kahill

PROLOGUE My name is Alex Kahill. On July 15, 2017, I killed a person, but am not accused of murder. However, I am being hunted by those who hold me responsible for this death...and most certainly, these folks fully intend to terminate my life. Three months ago, my life was actually better than good. I was taking a personal sabbatical in picturesque Western New York, doing three things that I dearly love. (1) Riding my bike (2) Flying my drone and (3) Visiting my son, Ben, who was interning as an environmental reporter for the Chautauqua Daily, a local paper serving the Chautauqua Institution. Better than good. And then out of nowhere, my existence went to shit. You know, the killing thing. So I'm writing this journal as a cry for help. In an effort to make some sense of the tragic events that have recently unfolded in my life, I'm hoping that if enough light is shed on what happened to me, my potential demise might literally become "troublesome" for those who would do me harm...maybe I'm just being naive, but it's worth a shot. At this point, I don't really have much to lose. I am no writer, so please bear with me. But know that I am totally vulnerable, so I'll try to be thorough as I tell my story. It probably would be good to start at the beginning.

Hide And Keep ni Queen-Of-Weird

(H20Delirious X Fem. Reader) "wιll we вe ғree?" I asked He smiled, thats what I'm after. The smile on his face and sound of his laughter. "we wιll вe ғree тogeтнer! yoυ and мe!" He answered ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Being an orphan, you don't have a lot of experience's or happy memories. Especially if your orphanage uses you for human experiments. The pain...the agony- the screams of the other kids I once called friends and played with...all gone and replaced with despair. Only teddy could keep me company and keep me sane. Till one day, a new boy was brought in and he was strange. But he interested the kids, even the scientists. He was placed in my room and he never spoke a word to anyone. He would wake up in the middle of the night and gasp for air like if there never was any. But he was my friend. Things changed and a few years later, the orphanage was attacked. Two people came in and killed the scientists but spared the children. While making an attempt to escape, I was caught by the remaining scientists and taken away. The screams of my friend echoing behind me as I tried to escape... Such a waste as I became strong and have long forgotten those memories. But side effects came with the experiments they played with. Y/N is the name and being psychotic is my game. Don't try to catch me cause I can read you like a book in a grand library. Secrets are never kept when the walls an objects around you speak your truth... ╭⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯╮ First Published: June 25, 2021

Ended ni DecrepitSoul

I am dying. I know this because i can feel all my senses leaving me. I can see flashes, recollections, of my past. They preen at me through my lashes. But I am calm. There is a feeling of delirium thumping in my heart, spreading through my body. With the little strength that I can muster, I reach out to take hold of the nearest objects to me. It ties me to the earth, but when my eyes no longer see light, the bond that keeps me on this world will be severed, and no longer shall i be alive. What if you and a four other people where the only ones alive on earth? After the Apocalypse, everyone died. Except for five of us. My name is Thalia, when I was thirteen years old, the earth was broken by deadly storms, methane, tsunamis, earthquakes. I survived. For years I wandered the earth, raiding abandoned shops for food, seeking shelter. Now I am fifteen, I feel like I have found a home. I have found a band of survivors like me. These people survived the Apocalypse, and now, we want answers .

Xalune - Echoes from the past ni MavAmant

In a dystopian world, where the strongest prevails, having peace is a luxury. Especially when someone from the past is out to destroy everything we have built up over the past 15 years. And with Christmas approaching, our group get to face ten hellish days. Preview: In his fury, the chains have rubbed his wrists and neck raw, despite me trying to calm him down. He suddenly calms down when the screams in the cell next to us switch to the sound of bones breaking. Now he sits with foam on his lips and his eyes wide, looking that way. After ten minutes, the sounds of the boys in our cell have died down, and we all look at the wall that separates us from the crackling of the breaking bones. And then suddenly all is quiet. After a few silent minutes, our cell door opens slowly. From the ball of light from the ceiling, the little girl in the doorway is illuminated. She is completely covered in blood and doesn't move. Then she opens her eyes and carefully walks towards us. And despite everything, my first impulse is to crawl backwards, away from the unnatural calm radiating from her. ------------- After reading yet another great older brothers/younger sister story, where the family gets reunited after years of separation, the sister keeps the secret that she was abused and assaulted all along, and the brothers conceal their work in the mafia, I decided to give it also a try. The output of my story was initially to turn this around with openness and unconditional support and the torture should happen right in front of their very eyes. Because no story is complete without the (un)necessary bloodshed, action, humour and, of course, a bad guy. And who knows, to throw everything completely upside down, the main character may not survive. I won't write warnings above each chapter, because most of them contain violence, blood, torture, etc. Constructive criticism is welcome. Ow, and English is not my first, second or third language. So if I mess up somewhere, let me know!

Year Zero: Quietus ni XxSilverShroudxX

(Based off of the Year Zero Album by Nine Inch Nails- Similar concepts are used in this story, but this story is a creation of my own, but building upon the foundation of Year Zero... All Credit goes to Trent Reznor) (Also some of the characters and concepts included are from story projects I have long since cancelled, to be given another shot here) (Warning: This story is very dark and graphic, and will probably go into darker territories than most of my stories have covered) It's been a few years since Year Zero... When it all started... When All hell broke loose on this godforsaken planet... Since America decided freewill was nothin more than a passing Thought... Any American that wasn't a Bible-Thumping Fundamentalist Christian was to be put down by declaration of the president... They have eyes everywhere.... The last remaining country and they're ruthless... The scale of their reach expanding... Mexico and Canada?... Heh... Folded under pressure... It's all the great dictatorship of the United States Of America Now.... For those that scamper off to other countries, they're nothing but remnants of a long since ended war... Started by... You guessed it... The USA... No real country remains besides them... Whatever the rest of these plots of land used to be... Whatever... Countries used to remain... Heh... Laid to ruin in the wake of Year Zero... Now used as free territory where anyone scampers too... The peddling of drugs and sex workers are all one can find out here anymore.... With everything cracking at the seams... And on top of it all... This mysterious entity... The Presence seems to be lurking in the back of everyone's mind... What chances does mankind have anymore?... With this... This destruction... This cruelty... What hope does the common man have anymore?...... Guess we just do what we can... Survive....

The Hawaiian Special Forces ni WingedPanther73

This is the story I'm writing for NaNoWriMo 2015. The goal: 50,000 word RAW draft written entirely in the month of November. Unlike most of my stories, which I prefer to edit before posting, I'm actually going to post updates to this at the end of each day in chapter-sized chunks. The idea behind this story is that a terrorist attack in the near future causes the US to go hyper-isolationist, to the point that it abandons Hawaii and Alaska to fend for themselves. They do, forming the United Pacific States (maybe with a few other island countries). Hawaii then goes on to turn itself into the new world police with stealthy, genetically modified cyber-soldiers. I'm marking this story as mature because there will be action scenes, and probably some interesting perspectives on nudity and relationships. I'm not planning on anything explicit, but this won't be a kids book. Validated winner at 50,040 words!

Anarchy on Earth ni j623363

First, the video came. Just 2 months after is was taken off. The next day MeToob shut down. The day after that the internet stopped working. Then the power left. Then, came the virus. It infected everyone that came in bodily contact with it. Some of the ones who get it simply die off, but if you're unlucky enough to hold the infection... you become a heartless beast that will eat any flesh it comes into contact with. They will eat anything... even humans. Join Jack Smith, and his friends, as they try to escape the horrors of Union City, New Jersey and try to make it to the on Union Island before the last evacuation flight takes off. But as you may find that people become different in a crisis... And that could mean the difference between life and death.

Remains of Humanity ni SkyMolecule

After a nuclear war nearly in 2150 the whole Earth has become uninhabitable for humans. There are some major cities which are still running but have very scarce resources such as food, water and oil. There are tall, thick walls protecting people from the outside world, surrounding the whole city and there is a ceiling, blocking the radiation from seeping in as air is filtered through the roof. The year is now 2205 which is the beginning for Earth to become how it was before. There are a group of people called The Warriors who go out and try to look for resources, facing death daily. A seventeen year old boy tries to steal food for his friend, he gets caught and is sentenced to death. The only way he could get out is if he joined The Warriors to search for a mythical jungle which is rumored to be flourishing in food and water. The journey is going to be very dangerous and death can come at any corner. There are bandit clans, somehow surviving outside of the walls and new types of animals unseen from humans that they didn't know existed. He will meet new friends, make some enemies and will be manipulated to do some really idiotic things, will he survive the journey and become a hero? Or will he die anyway?

荒原始生 ni TheStoneThatHurts

"When Chu Xiang woke up, he realized the world had already entered the apocalypse... The T-virus ravaged the entire world in a short time. Only 10% of the 7 billion people had immunity, and over 300 million died due to the chaos caused by the virus. On Earth's 5.1 million square kilometers, only 400 million humans survived, alongside countless zombies and mutated creatures infected by the virus. Whether on land, sea, or air, they relentlessly hunt the remaining human survivors... In the face of danger and hunger, the so-called school beauties, police flowers, spicy girls, or rich girls are nothing more than men's accessories. "Survival of the fittest" rules the day! A female celebrity? Would you trade a box of pure, uncontaminated bottled water for it? A virgin girl? Will you dance for a packet of biscuits? A wealthy young lady? Sorry, in a world where even ants can kill, running isn't an option - only elimination awaits... The food crisis forces the surviving humans to reclaim land and plant crops for self-sufficiency. The once bright-lit squares are now overgrown with crops, and the buildings that once bustled with crowds have turned into pigsties. Gone are the hustle and bustle, the pollution, the 9-to-5 routine, and Sundays off. When there's free time, you can search the ruins for valuable treasures, and when bored, you can have heart-to-heart conversations with your old girlfriends..."

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Runaway

I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.

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