My Electric Friend

My Electric Friend

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A cyberpunk story about a lonely girl who gets criticized for just being herself. No one wants to be her friend, so instead of living in the dramatic ghetto place she lives in, she exiles herself to a trash planet to be isolated from society. During her struggles of survival, she gets desperate for a friend. Thanks to her AI engineering skills, she decides to program her own friend. A Science Fiction, Slice of Life, and Drama story. Constructive criticism always welcome! Planned projects for this story after the writing is finished (Though no promises): Replace the pictures that inspired the characters with my own original art, hopefully to become a light novel type thing, replace the cover with my own original art, create music for specific scenes, possibly an audio book with music and effects. Every bit of support helps me through this! A/N: This story is greatly inspired by my favorite song "Are Friends Electric?" by Gary Numan. Both versions of his song will be shared in the media if you're curious. Otherwise, enjoy the story!
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Elodie's life changes at the turn of a doorknob when she is forced into joining a secret organization that claims to be protecting the Earth from aliens. But with every step she takes, she finds the organization, or the facility, as they call it, becoming more and more suspicious. When a mysterious death occurs, revealing a well-concealed secret, things quickly go downhill as humanity's future is placed on the shoulders of a single gaggle of teenagers. *** I hear a sigh from the other side of the door, "Miss. Chaucer, you have a wonderful opportunity here, are you going to take it or not?" Now, I am seriously confused, "Opportunity?" She takes advantage of my befuddled state and shoves the door open. Shit. The corners of her mouth pull up, and it's so unnatural, it takes me a moment to realize she's smiling. Major plastic surgery? Probably. Click. Did she just lock the door? She locked the door! I spring towards the house phone, dusty from years of doing absolutely nothing, so I can call the police. I don't make it. Halfway there, I trip on my own pant-leg and face plant on the floor. The woman steps over me and retrieves the phone. She looks at it as if it's a foreign object, "This won't be necessary. All I want to do is talk to you." For some reason, instead of screaming, I stay silent. She smiles and pulls out a chair from the kitchen table for me to sit on. When I don't sit, she says, "If you want to know what's going on, then sit." I think about it for a moment. She hasn't hurt me yet, and I have to admit, I am quite curious as to what's going on. So, call me stupid, but I sit down. "I am from a space organization that protects civilians from . . . outside threats." *** Beautiful cover made by @mahana258! HR: 203 in science fiction (5/8/18) Completed on August 15th, 2018 (Indian independence day!) *******This is not a zombie novel

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